It’s not ‘clever lonely’ (like Morrissey) or ‘interesting lonely’ (like Radiohead); it’s ‘lonely lonely,’ like the way it feels when you’re being hugged by someone and it somehow makes you sadder.

So her safe little world would never be safe again... She knew that the nurturing hand also held the knife, and that was very unsettling.

Because this is what happens when you try to run from the past. It just doesn’t catch up, it overtakes … blotting out the future.

Life has to be given a meaning because of the obvious fact that it has no meaning.

Written By Henry Miller

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