"Loneliness is the human condition. Cultivate it. The way it tunnels into you allows your soul room to grow. Never expect to outgrow loneliness. Never hope to find people who will understand you, you will grow murderous with disappoinment. The best you'll ever do is to understand yourself, know what it is you want, and not let the cattle stand in the way."
Janet Fitch - White Oleander
I was 17 when I wrote that down in an old notebook. I must have thought it was important. I guess it struck a nerve.
I don't really know how to react to it now. It's kind of a beautiful piece of writing, but the sentiment certainly doesn't hold quite the same appeal. I am glad that I don't believe it quite so fervently as I did at 17.
They say truth is beauty and vice versa; I don't think this piece is pure example.
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