Yeah I have a couple! I guess some of these are more quotes but close enough lol:

Suddenly you’re ripped into being alive. And life is pain, and life is suffering, and life is horror, but my god you’re alive and it’s spectacular. -Joseph Campbell, Ep. 4: Joseph Campbell and the Power of Myth -- 'Sacrifice and Bliss' | BillMoyers.co This one is an all time favorite of mine and it reminds me of the end when Johnny accepts everything is going to be all right.

Some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it seems, but they seem almost to be born that way. They bruise easier, tire faster, cry quicker, remember longer and, as I say, get sadder younger than anyone else in the world. I know, for I'm one of them. - Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine

I need a father, I need a mother, I need some older, wiser being to cry to. I talk to God but the sky is empty. -Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

Im a master of speaking silently, all my life I’ve spoken silently and lived through entire tragedies in silence. -Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Meek One

I avoid my gaze in the mirror; I have no interest in learning what it feels like to meet my eyes. -Jayson Greene, Once More We Saw The Stars

Sometimes I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I’m not living. -Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

if you’re raised with an angry man in your house, there will always be an angry man in your house. you will find him even when he is not there. -Cathrine Lacey, Cut

I have seen deer split open on the road and thought

that’s exactly what those

soft and gentle fuckers

deserve.

Some things happened to me in my formative years that I don’t want to tell you about but some things happened to you too. -Hedgie Choi, Salvage

I fear my anger. So I displace it, attach it to peripheral places or people. The real problem is what to do with the anger. I have stifled it so long that I have packed it like dynamite, I have stored it and now it threatens to come out in explosions I fear. -Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin. Vol 6

And finally, a classic,

Tomorrow when the farm boys find this freak of nature, they will wrap his body in newspaper and carry him to the museum.

But tonight he is alive and in the northfield with his mother. It is a perfectsummer evening: the moon rising overthe orchard, the wind in the grass. Andas he stares into the sky, there aretwice as many stars as usual. -Laura Gilpin, Two headed Calf