Hampshire Trout Stream by Frederick Appleyard (English, 1874–1963)
But in the end, stories are about one person saying to another: This is the way it feels to me. Can you understand what I’m saying? Does it feel this way to you?
— Kazuo Ishiguro
I drown my sorrows just to hope I can feel something, yet all I manage to do is remind myself that I am a numb and empty soul incapable of feeling emotion. I’ve been waiting my whole life for that to change.
Gustav Vigeland, Eros and Psyche (1908) / Fritz Klimsch, Phantasie (1940)
It’s a hard thing to live with, that every happy memory over the past few years that pops into my head involves someone who’s no longer there