"i sometimes fall into the trap of doing what i think i should be doing rather than what i want to be doing."
"i’m an idealist and a perfectionist, and i want my looks to reflect the world within me and how i feel."
"care about what other people think and you will always be their prisoner."
"every star may be a sun to someone."
"leaving is not enough. you must stay gone. train your heart like a dog. change the locks even on the house he’s never visited. you lucky, lucky girl. you have an apartment just your size. a bathtub full of tea. a heart the size of arizona, but not nearly so arid. don’t wish away your cracked past, your crooked toes, your problems are papier mache puppets you made or bought because the vendor at the market was so compelling you just had to have them. you had to have him. and you did. and now you pull down the bridge between your houses, you make him call before he visits, you take a lover for granted, you take a lover who looks at you like maybe you are magic. make the first bottle you consume in this place a relic. place it on whatever altar you fashion… don’t lose too much weight. stupid girls are always trying to disappear as revenge. and you are not stupid. you loved a man with more hands than a parade of beggars, and here you stand. heart like a four-poster bed. heart like a canvas. heart leaking something so strong they can smell it in the street."
"don’t bend; don’t water it down; don’t try to make it logical; don’t edit your own soul according to the fashion. rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly."
"i think it would be nice to be able to wear extravagant hats, and gloves, and all these extravagant clothes and not be on the street and not be mocked for it or questioned why… if you wear a fantastic hat during the day in the street people say ‘where are you going? why are you dressed like that?’ and it’s maybe the most annoying question in the world. why do we have to have a reason to dress up or to be glamorous or to have fun? why do we have to have a reason for it? i hate it when people ask me why. why not?"
dita von tesse
"be silent in a group of people see what they reveal to you."
"opening your heart and being courageous and telling people that you care about them or like them or that you think they’re special only makes you a better, bigger, kinder, softer, more loving person and only attracts more love in your life."
"i feel most people’s sexuality is enormously complicated. that’s what it means to be human. wouldn’t it be great if we honored that complexity rather than turn it into gossip or ridicule? wouldn’t it be great if we accepted sexual diversity, in ourselves and others, without condemning it?"
"don’t depend too much on anyone in this world because even your own shadow leaves you when you are in darkness."
"soon i’ll grow up, and i won’t even flinch at your name."
"what i have with you, i don't want with anyone else."
"people shouldn’t have to appear always, you know, stable and content, because people aren’t always stable and content. and it makes it harder, and it makes us as a majority more unstable and more discontented because we don’t have the freedom to express all of these darker sides of our emotions. because we’re supposed to keep everything very, you know, friendly and polite and appropriate all the time. and i think that every emotion is appropriate whenever it arises."
"everyone you will ever meet knows something you don't."
"i still love the people i’ve loved, even if i cross the street to avoid them."
"i’m quite an insecure person. i’m very insecure about the way i look. the more insecure i felt, the more i’d drink…the more insecure i feel, the bigger my hair has to be."
"i talk to god, but the sky is empty"
"only the weak are cruel. gentleness can only be expected from the strong."
"i’m restless. things are calling me away. my hair is being pulled by the stars again."