“You're in the middle of something wonderful, something so tremendous you may never experience it again. But you can't really understand how wonderful it is. That makes you impatient. And that, in turn, leads to despair.”— Haruki Murakami, amazon.com
“nervous, adj.: Sometimes confidence escapes the room. Sometimes I throw it out the window. And other times, it’s taken from me.”— David Levithan, twitter.com
“...but what am I supposed to do if this fear, and not my heart, is beating in my body?”— Franz Kafka, amazon.com
“She lay there on a bed that inexorably became a bed of ashes and hot coals, while her imagination dwelt on every conceivable disaster, from his having forsaken her for another woman to his having, somehow, ended up in the morgue. And as the night faded from black to gray to daylight, the telephone b…”— James Baldwin, amazon.com
“I sat down and tried to rest. I could not; though I had been on foot all day, I could not now repose an instant; I was too much excited. A phase of my life was closing tonight, a new one opening tomorrow: impossible to slumber in the interval; I must watch feverishly while the change was being accom…”— Charlotte Brontë, amazon.com
“But I can hardly sit still. I keep fidgeting, crossing one leg and then the other. I feel like I could throw off sparks, or break a window — maybe rearrange all the furniture.”— Raymond Carver, amazon.com