1. 02 July 2009
    “…I have this strange feeling that I’m not myself anymore. It’s hard to put into words, but I guess it’s like I was fast asleep, and someone came, disassembled me, and hurriedly put me back together again. That sort of feeling.”
    Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart

    book distance self detachment

  2. 17 June 2009
    “I’d been convinced I was on the outside, but really, I’d always been within arm’s reach. All I had to do was ask, and I, too, would be easily brought back, surrounded and immersed, finding myself safe, somewhere in between.”
    Sarah Dessen, Just Listen

    book detachment perception

  3. 10 March 2009
    “I’m a stranger wherever I go because I’m strange to myself. My mind just goes off doing it’s own thing, never consulting me at all about whether it’s all right to feel this way or that. I am constantly standing several feet away from myself, watching as I do or say or feel something that I don’t want or don’t like at all, and I still can’t stop it.”
    Elizabeth Wurtzel

    detachment self

  4. 02 January 2009
    “Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between notes and curl my back to loneliness.”
    Maya Angelou (via aja)

    music detachment lonely

  5. 28 December 2008
    “There’s such a gulf between yourself and who you were then, but people speak to that other person and it answers; it’s like having a stranger as a house guest in your skin.”
    Barbara Kingsolver, Animal Dreams

    detachment self book

  6. 19 December 2008
    “What I most want is to spring out of this personality, then to sit apart from that leaping. I’ve lived too long where I can be reached.”
    Rumi

    detachment self

  7. 02 December 2008
    “I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my life, the strangest moment of all, when I didn’t know who I was — I was far away from home, haunted and tired with travel, in a cheap hotel room I’d never seen, hearing the hiss of steam outside, and the creak of the old wood of the hotel, and footsteps upstairs, and all the sad sounds, and I looked at the cracked high ceiling and really didn’t know who I was for about fifteen strange seconds. I wasn’t scared; I was just somebody else, some stranger, and my whole life was a haunted life, the life of a ghost. I was halfway across America, at the dividing line between the East of my youth and the West of my future, and maybe that’s why it happened right there and then, that strange afternoon”
    Jack Kerouac, On the Road (via wanderer)

    book travel detachment

  8. 24 November 2008
    “Living wasn’t easy for you, was it? You couldn’t enter your own life, but you could be someone else. You weren’t you then; you were safe.”
    Katharine Hepburn

    detachment

  9. 29 September 2008
    “I don’t want long hair, I don’t want short hair, I don’t want hair at all, and I don’t want to be a girl or a boy, I want to be a yellow-orange leaf some little kid picks up and pastes in his scrapbook.”
    Sherman Alexie, Ten Little Indians

    book detachment

  10. 08 September 2008
    “we communicate in questions, and all our answers sound the same.”
    The Weakerthans, None of the Above

    relationships love detachment