Diary of an Oxygen Thief Quotes

“Since those heady days I heard an adage that seems to apply here: ‘Hurt people hurt people.‘”

“My logic went as follows: If someone hurts you, then you automatically want revenge. It doesn’t matter how long it takes, you want revenge.”

“You might as well argue with a mirror as argue with each other. After all, aren’t we all really the same person?”

“If I saw someone across the street who did the things to me that I routinely do to me, I’d run in the opposite direction. But I can’t, can I?”

“It’s funny how after we decide we don’t like someone, we can find reasons to support our decision, and equally the other way around.”

“Why would anyone set out to break the heart of someone they loved? Why would anyone intentionally cause that kind of pain?”

“Combine my celibacy, with my Arctic experiment and you’ve got a potent cocktail of pent-up aggression and self-denial.”

“The pain involved in a premeditated broken heart would easily compare with a case of assault, and yet no court of law would recognize it as a crime. A broken arm heals.”

“I don’t care.”

“Love, hate, what’s the difference?”

“What’s a romance without anger, tears, and woe?”

“One well-aimed punch is not just painful; when the person who has been in shock starts to put the weight back on, the heart remains bruised, and this can lead to aortic fibrillation. It’s not life threatening, but it is uncomfortable.”

“The idea was to create a sort of lasagna of pain.”

“I’m whining in retrospect. At the time, I never whined. Not once. I was the picture of humility and gratitude.”

“I liked hurting girls The thing is, I got off on it. I really enjoyed it.”

“Hurt people hurt people more skillfully. An expert heartbreaker knows the effect of each incision. The blade slips in barely noticed, the pain and the apology delivered at the same time.”

“So in order to feel something through the numbness, I decided to perpetuate on my soul and hers the equivalent of quenching cigarettes on my paralyzed limbs. My hope was that if I registered pain, it would be welcomed as a sign of life.”

“I’m not looking for sympathy. I’m far more interested in symmetry.”

“Romance has killed more people than cancer. Okay, maybe not killed, but dulled more lives. Removed more hope, sold more medication, caused more tears.”

“Maybe there is a law after all. Of nature. Like gravity. An unwritten axiom that governs out emotional dealings. What you do comes back to you in twice the force. We are not punished for our sins, we are punished by them.”

“I just can’t believe that my emotional state could be explained by such an adolescent term as Broken Heart.”

“I read somewhere that when someone is in emotional shock, the area around the heart loses some of its protective fat and is therefore dangerously exposed.”

“I hadn’t expected physical pain. A burning sensation in my chest as if a large smoldering boulder had somehow lodged there overnight. A king of drawn-out slowly unfolding panic. The exact opposite of excitement.”

“What was this? Rejection? Was it really this tangible? All I could think about was that if I could be hurt like this then surely I could also cause it in others. This consoled me.”

“I see now that I was in pain and wanted others to feel it, too. This was my way of communicating.”