... and it was quite a sad thing, the way I watched you sleep like nothing could go wrong, and I did not want to harm it, I did not want to blur it, but how could I not when everything I’ve ever known has slowly gone away and I know by now that that’s the way you let the new day in with new roads and views and chances to grow but it was quite a sad thing because I don’t want this to ever become ’then’ or ’was’ and it was quite an unfamiliar thing. The way I took off my shoes again, put down my bag and quietly went back to bed, slowly between the sheets of moments I don’t want to leave and it was quite a beautiful thing the way you had no idea but still must have known because you did not even open your eyes, but turned around and took my hand, and you were still asleep, breathing in and out like nothing could go wrong, but still held my hand like you were glad I didn’t leave. ’Thank you for staying’and it was quite a wonderful thing, the way I smiled and so did you, sound asleep, and that’s all I need to know for now. That’s all I want to know for now.

— Charlotte Eriksson

… and now and then we could look up and give each other a thought, because I think he could have beautiful thoughts, and we could just let each other be less lonely in our loneliness.

— Charlotte Eriksson

And the rain drops kept falling like the sweetest music leaving tears on the glass, which is what music does to memos of the timeout silence too. And rain.

— Charlotte Eriksson

And this is what being an artist means, being a poet? To sacrifice yourself for your art, sacrifice your heart for your art, because it’s only through something broken that something beautiful can grow.

— Charlotte Eriksson

... and you might say “no, you will never do that, that’s not you, not who I know, not who I thought you were” and I will say”watch me” for I never did this to fit minor stand output to live.

— Charlotte Eriksson

And you might try to hide or protect yourself, or compare the different states of love, but you must not grow up, must not act wise when it comes to love. You must stay foolish and fall for every heart will beat in different ways together with yours and love is not meant to be compared, only enjoyed, and suffered, and remembered.

— Charlotte Eriksson

Are you in love? What makes your heart beat faster? What do you want people to think about when they hear your name?

— Charlotte Eriksson

Beautiful places are not just a joy for the moment, while you’re there. They will become homes for you, spaces of solace and comfort, where you can close your eyes and go to. Nothing your experience will ever go away. It belongs to you now. Just feel. Don’t be afraid to feel.

— Charlotte Eriksson

... because one day, maybe one day, if I learned how to write clear enough, sing loud enough, be strong enough, I could explain myself in a way that made sense and then maybe one day, one day, someone out there would hear and recognize her or himself and I could let them know that they are not alone. Just like that song I had on repeat for several nights as I walked lonely on empty streets, let me know that I was notaloneand that’s how it starts.

— Charlotte Eriksson

Being passionate about something is the most beautiful characteristic you can develop.

— Charlotte Eriksson