Seneca the Younger Quotes

It's weird, I was such a survivor and so wanted to be a part of life while I was trying to snuff out the life that was inside of me. I had this duality of trying to kill myself with drugs, then eating really good food and exercising and going swimming and trying to be a part of life. I was always going back and forth on some level.

I hate, and yet must love the thing I hate.

I delight in what I fear.

I'm such an addictive personality that I can say yes or no.

They were seeking out the treasure of their destiny, without actually wanting to live out their destiny.

Ambivalence is a wonderful tune to dance to. It has a rhythm all its own.

Vice is a creature of such hideous mien... that the more you see it the better you like it.

Of course, we're all a mass of contradictions.

Part of me suspects that I'm a loser, and the other part of me thinks I'm God Almighty.

A lot of what I was wanting to do in my work and what I have been doing has been about the unexpected... that unexpected situation of wanting to be the heroine and yet wanting to kill the heroine at the same time.

What feeds me destroys me.

There have been times in my life that I've had a ton of vices, and my demons have run amok for years and years and years.

We often despise that which is most useful to us.

Even the things we are certain about are only an illusion. We are born with a female side and a male side, and these two sides are always fighting and challenging each other. This is why anything we want to do, we have the other side of telling us not to do it, to be careful about it.

I feel like I'm always talking about myself, and I love not talking about myself.

Oh, I am an angel, though sometimes I wish I was more of a devil.

I feel like humans, when you're faced with decisions, you can go up and down: duality.

There is nothing in the world more pitiable than an irresolute man, oscillating between two feelings, who would willingly unite the two and who does not perceive that nothing can unite them

there is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the average human being to supply any given army on any given day and the best at murder are those who preach against it and the best at hate are those who preach love and the best at war finally are those who preach peace

The unconscious wants to flow into consciousness in order to reach the light, but at the same time it continually thwarts itself, because it would rather remain unconscious. That is to say, God wants to become man, but not quite.

I am a restlessness inside a stillness inside a restlessness.

A divided heart offers a strange sensation.

It hurts to want everything and nothing at the same time.

We are double-edged blades, and every time we whet our virtue the return stroke strops our vice.

Verily all things move within your being in constant half embrace, the desired and the dreaded, the repugnant and the cherished, the pursued and that which you would escape.