15 quotes found
“...after all, who isn't a survivor from the wreck of childhood?”
“The price we paid for the volumes of ourselves that we suffocated in the dark.”
“In life we sit at the table and refuse to eat, and in death we are eternally hungry.”
“I've reached the age where bruises are formed from failures within rather than accidents without.”
“I read differently now, more painstakingly, knowing I am probably revisiting the books I love for the last time. (245)”
“There are moments when a kind of clarity comes over you, and suddenly you can see through walls to another dimension that you'd forgotten or chosen to ignore in order to continue living with the va...”
“There were many things they simply didn't talk about: between them, silence was not so much a form of evasion as a way for solitary people to exist in a family.”
“And he isn't crying for her, not for his grandma, he's crying for himself: that he: too, is going to die one day. And before that his friends wil die, and the friends of his friends, and, as time p...”
“When at last I came upon the right book, the feeling was violent: it blew open a hole in me that made life more dangerous because I couldn't control what came through it.”
“She struggled with her sadness, but tried to conceal it, to divide it into smaller and smaller parts and scatter these in places she thought no one would find them.”
“It wasn't always like this. There was a time when I imagined my life could happen in another way. It's true that early on I became used to the long hours I spent alone. I discovered that I did not ...”
“Because it hardly ends with falling in love. Just the opposite. I don't need to tell you, Your Honor, I sense that you understand true loneliness. How you fall in love and it's there that the work ...”
“Youre lost in your own world, in the things that happen there, and youve locked all the doors. Sometimes I look at you sleeping. I wake up and look at you and I feel closer to you when youre like t...”
“I was familiar with the little mating rituals of getting to know each other, of dragging out the stories from childhood, summer camp, and high school, the famous humiliations, and the adorable thin...”
“Only later did I come to understand that to be a mother is to be an illusion. No matter how vigilant, in the end a mother can't protect her child - not from pain, or horror, or the nightmare of vio...”
