Marya Hornbacher Quotes

I missed him so much that it felt like a physical pain in the area below my ribs. I opened my mouth to accommodate it. I put my hand to it. A hollow, aching, piercing place.

Forgive me for being chipper, but despair is desperately dull.

I am mad. The thought calms me. I don't have to try to be sane anymore. It's over. I sleep

I relish my life. It’s the one I have. It’s difficult, beautiful, painful, full of laughter, passing strange. Whatever else it is, whatever it brings – it’s mine.