That’s what it feels like when I write, like I have this beautiful world in my head, but when I try to remember it in order to write it down, I change it, and I can’t ever get it back. — Ruth Ozeki, A Tale for the Time Being (Viking 2013)
It’s a terrible thing, isn’t it, the way we throw people away? — Kate Morton, The Secret Keeper. (Atria Books; First Edition edition October 16, 2012)
I don’t care if it’s a sad good-bye or a bad good-bye, but when I leave a place I like to know I’m leaving it. — J.D. Salinger, Catcher in the Rye (Little, Brown & Co., 1951)
Because I had already resolved that if you’re afraid of love, your heart will break anyway, only in not half so nice a fashion as it does when you let somebody love you. ― Ann Rinaldi, Time Enough for Drums. (Troll Communications Llc; 1St Edition edition August 1988)
I needed to think backwards for a while. Thinking backwards I could remember the comfort of being curious and alone. — Michael Ondaatje, The Cat’s Table. (Jonathan Cape; 1st edition August 1, 2011)
He wondered if what he had taken for the richness of silence was really the poverty of never being heard […]. How could he have forgotten what he had always known: there is no match for the silence of God. ― Nicole Krauss, The History of Love. (W. W. Norton & Company; 1st edition May… Continue reading Nicole Krauss
God is a feckless thug. — Colman Domingo [Victor Strand] Fear the Walking Dead, “The Diviner” Season 3 Episode 10. September 10, 2017.
The insane, on occasion, are not without their charms. ― Kurt Vonnegut
I feel insignificant, lost, but exultant. — Virginia Woolf, The Waves. (Harvest Books 1978) Originally published October 8th 1931.
But love is what we want, not freedom. Who then is the unluckier man? The beloved, who is given his heart’s desire and must for ever after fear its loss, or the free man, with his unlooked-for liberty, naked and alone between the captive armies of the earth? ― Salman Rushdie, The Ground Beneath Her… Continue reading Salman Rushdie