Hadley Coull > Quotes

“She adjusted her pillow, leaning in. ‘Why grace?’ she asked.
‘Because this world doesn’t ask for it, doesn’t reward it – and that’s exactly why it matters.
‘Grace is a form of resistance.”
― Hadley Coull, Eden

“Sometimes, grief performs itself; conjures shape and voice from the shadows.”
― Hadley Coull, Eden

“Books are like people. They live on in those whose lives they touch, like a kind of ancestral spirit. Once you’ve been touched by a book, it will stay with you forever.”
― Hadley Coull, Eden

“There are things within us that are not made from ones and zeros. There are birds which soar and voices that sing.’ She tapped her temple again. ‘This life – the inner life – they can’t touch that.”
― Hadley Coull, Eden

“Dave watched in silence, remembering that a fairy tale can bring a girl back to herself, and that love doesn’t always shout. Sometimes, it’s painted, one nail at a time.”
― Hadley Coull

“Her gaze drifted upwards, as though looking beyond their immediate plane of existence. ‘To see, to be alive, and to be present in this world is such a privilege. To engage our senses, hold our loved ones, breathe this air, and witness the natural world. To be me, right here, right now. To experience insight, wonder, awe, and beauty. This is the stuff of life, don't you think?”
― Hadley Coull, Eden

“We don’t need monsters or machines to torment us. We’re perfectly happy to do it to ourselves, in rooms filled with mirrors. No zombies or vampires, no robots, no little green men. Just ourselves.”
― Hadley Coull, Eden

“He placed a hand on her cheek, then asked, ‘How can we build such an ugly world, when life is so beautiful?’
She kissed him, unable to provide an answer.”
― Hadley Coull, Eden

“Sometimes the code sings. Sometimes it mourns.”
― Hadley Coull, Eden

“The art of femto-photography, or light in flight, had recently been patched in. The technique recorded video at such high speeds that it could reveal the very movement of light through three-dimensional space. Software slowed the footage so that humans could watch light fill a room as its wavefront rippled through the space.
Through femto, light took its time, modulating the physics of illumination to make space for tenderness. Femto framed light as a lover – delicate, lingering, sensorial – intimacy slowed to the speed of longing.
Light became sculpture. Time became texture.”
― Hadley Coull

“There’s only so much love a heart can hold before it starts to burst. Love must take form, find its vessel: not to get, but simply to be.”
― Hadley Coull, Eden

“By candlelyte, the world is gentled towards truth.”
― Hadley Coull, Eden