I hope you heal from the things you don’t talk about.

I very much hope so.

Then suddenly you’re left all alone with your body that can’t love you and your will that can’t save you.

Rainer Maria Rilke

She already felt dead in everything but name. What remained to be taken from her – she longed to be enfolded, welcomed, into the earth – to breathe no more, love no more, hurt no more.

Alan Brennert

Words do not express thoughts very well. They always become a little different immediately after they are expressed, a little distorted, a little foolish.

Hermann Hesse