Citati iz knjige „My Heart and Other Black Holes“ autora Jasmine Warga

“You know, Zellie, there are enough broken things in the world. You shouldn’t go around breaking things just for the fun of it.”
Epigraph
The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking
new landscapes, but in having new eyes.
—MARCEL PROUST

Epígrafe
El verdadero viaje de descubrimiento consiste no en buscar
nuevos paisajes, sino en tener nuevos ojos.
—MARCEL PROUST

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LIFELINES
National Suicide Prevention Lifeline: 1-800-273-TALK (8255)
Kristin Brooks Hope Center Hopeline: 1-800-422-HOPE (4673)
Kristin Brooks Hope Center Teen Peer Counseling Hotline: 1-877-968-8454
WEBSITES/COMMUNITIES
To Write Love on Her Arms (TWLOHA): www.twloha.com
IMAlive: www.IMALIVE.org
7 Cups of Tea: www.7cupsoftea.com
Crisis Chat: www.crisischat.org
Youth Suicide Prevention Program: www.yspp.org
National Alliance on Mental Illness: www.NAMI.org
The American Academy of Child and Adolescent Psychiatry: www.AACAP.org
The American Academy for Suicide Prevention: www.AFSP.org
He takes my hand and squeezes it. “I’ll wait for it.”
I’ll go anywhere with you.
So I did it alone because I wanted to save you.

i started crying here lmao i’m sobbing

I copy down the quote.
“Aysel?” Mrs. Marks say

aysel also likes the quote.

The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.
I will do my best to become the girl from Roman’s drawing. The girl with the bright eyes. The girl with hope.
I make a promise to myself: I will be stronger than my sadness.
Maybe we all have darkness inside of us and some of us are better at dealing with it than others.
He slowly turns to face me. His eyes are wide and watery. “My point is you can change. You’re resilient. Remember that, Aysel, you’re resilient.”
FrozenRobot of all people should know that there is nothing beautiful or endearing or glamorous about sadness. Sadness is only ugly, and anyone who thinks otherwise doesn’t get it.
You’re like a gray sky. You’re beautiful, even though you don’t want to be.
Sure, there are dead stars. But at least before they died, they were stars.
He squeezes my hand so tight, I can’t feel it anymore. I wish someone would do that to my heart.
I wonder if joy has potential energy. Or if there is potential energy that leads to joy, like a happiness serum that lingers in people’s stomachs and slowly bubbles up to create the sensation we know as happiness.
Sometimes I wonder if my heart is like a black hole—it’s so dense that there’s no room for light, but that doesn’t mean it can’t still suck me in.
You can’t live for miracles.
but no matter how gross looking a river is, there’s always something magical about it because it moves. Rivers are never stuck.
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