“But a whole bottle was what made me feel dead inside. And it worked, all the days stress was gone and I was able to live without the gigantic knot in my stomach. Without the boulders weighing down my shoulders.”
“I can’t stop myself from reaching for the bottle that’s under my seat. I’ve gone all night without a sip, but it’s not about being addicted. It’s about being told what to do my whole life and doing it and then losing everything anyway.”
“I felt as though a large knot of flames had been lit in my stomach, making me feel nauseous and excited all at once”
“To think, a sweater, is made entirely of knots. My stomach could clothe a village.”
“This time the fluttery feeling in my stomach was more intense. It made the inside of my thighs tingle and my breathing deepen.”
“How was I able to live alone before, my little everything? Without you I lack self-confidence, passion for work, and enjoyment of life--in short, without you, my life is no life.[Written to his wife, Mileva]”