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  • Alejandra Arévaloje citiralaпре 3 године
    Above all, I want to stop missing you.
  • Alejandra Arévaloje citiralaпре 3 године
    I know that loneliness can produce bolts of hot pain, a pain which, if it stays hot enough for long enough, can begin to simulate, or to provoke—take your pick—an apprehension of the divine.
  • Ivana Melgozaje citiralaпре 4 године
    237. In any case, I am no longer counting the days.

    238. I want you to know, if you ever read this, there was a time when I would rather have had you by my side than any one of these words
  • Frida Arroyo Chiuje citiraoпре 3 године
    This is the disease talking. This is how much I miss you talking. This is the deepest blue, talking, talking, always talking to you.
  • Roberta Suárezje citiraoпре 3 године
    232. Perhaps, in time, I will also stop missing you
  • Maria José Sandovalje citiralaпре 3 године
    That this blue exists makes my life a remarkable one, just to have seen it. To have seen such beautiful things
  • Gerardo Arteagaje citiraoпре 3 године
    It often happens that we count our days, as if the act of measurement made us some kind of promise. But really this is like hoisting a harness onto an invisible horse. “There is simply no way that a year from now you’re going to feel the way you feel today,” a different therapist said to me last year at this time. But though I have learned to act as if I feel differently, the truth is that my feelings haven’t really changed
  • Gerardo Arteagaje citiraoпре 3 године
    Last night I wept in a way I haven’t wept for some time. I wept until I aged myself. I watched it happen in the mirror. I watched the lines arrive around my eyes like engraved sunbursts; it was like watching flowers open in time-lapse on a windowsill. The tears not only aged my face, they also changed its texture, turned the skin of my cheeks into putty. I recognized this as a rite of decadence, but I did not know how to stop it.
  • Nayje citiraoпре 4 године
    It often happens that we treat pain as if it were the only real thing, or at least the most real thing: when it comes round, everything before it, around it, and, perhaps, in front of it, tends to seem fleeting, delusional.
  • tanje citiralaпре 7 месеци
    It is easier, of course, to find dignity in one’s solitude.
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