"My Year of Rest and Relaxation" Quotes

I'd been neither happy nor unhappy. I'd been writing, and then I'd been not writing.

I had absolutely nothing to do, and I was doing nothing spectacularly well.

I was a beautiful little ghost.

I would have slept forever, content in the void of my own mind.

I was just a person, just a human being who could break only so many times before she wasn't a person anymore.

The silence was a kind of luxury, like the silence that comes with a long, dreamless sleep.

I felt calm and confident, knowing that I was in control of my own destiny.

I didn't want to feel good. I wanted to feel nothing.

I was free to do whatever I wanted, and what I wanted was nothing.

I didn't want to be in the world. I wanted to be apart from it, to exist unconnected to anyone or anything.