Quotes by Tabitha Suzuma

Its always nice being fancied. Its always nice being wanted. Even it its by the wrong person.

In some indefinable way he felt drawn to her, as if he already knew her, as if they had been close friends, soulmates even, somewhere in a previous existence. Her mere presence seemed to calm his thoughts, saving him from the vicissitudes of his mind. She appeared before him as familiar, a kindred spirit. Perhaps it was something in her face, her eyes. She seemed to know . . . what, exactly, he was not sure. She seemed to understand. Or rather, he had detected in her the capacity to understand.

I close my eyes and try and shut him out. My fingers don’t want to stay in time. They want to race ahead in fury, plunging into the dense fog of black notes, pulling the music out by its roots, hurling it up out of the piano and into the air.

“At the end of the day its about how much you can bear, how much you can endure. Being together, we harm nobody; being apart, we extinguish ourselves.”

“I mean, at the end of the day, what the hell does it matter who I end up with if it cant be you?”

“As the light begins to intensify, so does my misery, and I wonder how it is possible to hurt so much when nothing is wrong.”

“I might appear confident and chatty, but I spend most of my time laughing at jokes I dont find funny, saying things I dont really mean - because at the end of the day thats what were all trying to do: fit in, one way or another, desperately trying to pretend were all the same.”

“How can something so wrong feel so right?”