So close. So close. I wish I were dead.
L.M. Montgomery, Anne of the Island
Margaret Atwood, “The Blind Assassin.”
Maybe one day I'll finally find somewhere to wrap my noose around. Until that day comes, I am happy.
Lidia Yuknavitch, from Reading the Waves: A Memoir published in 2025
Mahmoud Darwish, from The Butterfly's Burden; "Maybe, Because Winter Is Late,"
And when everyone's asleep, I lie awake thinking what went wrong. I do not weep, yet my mind plays a melancholic song. I drift away in hopes of dreams, yet they were here to stay with their agonizing screams.
Nikos Kazantzakis, from a letter featured in The Selected Letters of Nikos Kazantzakis
Lidia Yuknavitch, from Reading the Waves: A Memoir published in 2025