"He feels in his soul that his love is a solitary thing. He comes to know a new, strange loneliness and it is this knowledge which makes him suffer. So there is only one thing for the lover to do. He must house his love within himself as best he can; he must create for himself a whole new inward world -- a world intense and strange, completely in himself."
Ballad of the Sad Cafe by Carson McCullers
This was hard for me to read as it goes against almost everything I believe,
but today it sounded like the perfect solution to my impossible problem.
1 comment:
This is nice, a bit saddening, but nice nonetheless. Thank you for sharing :)
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