Every man takes the limits of his own field of vision for the limits of the world.—Matt Haig, How to Stop Time. Highlighted
It is a popular modern idea. That the inner us is something different to the outer us. That there is an authentic realer and better and richer version of ourselves which we can only tap into by buying a solution. This idea that we are separate from our nature, as separate as a bottle of Dior perform is from the plants of a forest.—Matt Haig, How to Stop Time. Highlighted
Maybe someday soon we can try another park bench. I don’t know. I can’t know.—Matt Haig, How to Stop Time. Highlighted
And when he’s dying— even if I go to him—I’ll be little more than a dumb bouquet, spilling my scent.—Ellen Bass, Mules of love. Highlighted
And we come back like a bunch of eager Christians, jaws slack and tongues raised, ready to receive what someone died to give us. Comfortable with their sacrifice.—Hazel Hayes, Better by Far. Highlighted
