Jessica Anthony > Quotes

“Love is wild and when it is cut returns again, stronger whether you want it to or not.”
― Jessica Anthony, Chopsticks

“Which is fine.”
― Jessica Anthony, The Convalescent

“My grandfather said white people can't exist without speaking. He said they're all just imitations of each other, so it's like they have to speak to distinguish themselves.”
― Jessica Anthony, The Convalescent

“Like, you just did not expect to feel this way but you do, and it’s what writers for centuries have called “melancholia” but because you don’t read books, your language is limited.”
― Jessica Anthony, Enter the Aardvark

“The world has been easy on this man. He overflows with inner resources.”
― Jessica Anthony, The Convalescent

“I once read that most people are afraid to live alone because to live alone means to die alone. They have visions of themselves eating their breakfast, enjoying the dripping sluice of a ripe plum, and then suddenly the lights go out and they fall face-first into their pancakes. People, it seems, are less afraid of loneliness than worrying about what other people will think when they’re found in some unappealing, disintegrating state, tongue out, one leg curled underneath the other, internal fluids in a puddle on the floor, etcetera. Most people are afraid that if left alone, they will not be found. Being found is apparently of the utmost importance to people.”
― Jessica Anthony, The Convalescent

“[He] mumbled something about how being a Hungarian meant wanting nothing and being prepared for anything. Or was it the other way around.”
― Jessica Anthony, The Convalescent

“I may be sick. I may come from a hole in the ground. My best friend may be an insect. But at least I don’t live in decent society.”
― Jessica Anthony, The Convalescent

“Should a person wear the clothes of their enemy or the clothes of their hero?”
― Jessica Anthony, Enter the Aardvark

“Kathleen Beckett awoke feeling poorly.

Kathleen was prepared to tell him everything.

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― Jessica Anthony

“If you Find A Wife, they say, your Favorability Rating will improve, because although you are neck and neck with Nancy Fucking Beavers, a middle-aged woman with an ass like two neighborly cast-iron skillets who wears those unbelievable pantsuits — Nancy Fucking Beavers is not fucking single.”
― Jessica Anthony, Enter the Aardvark

“It was the little things, she knew by now, the small repetitions, that made a life.”
― Jessica Anthony, The Most

“... explained to him how nature is not criminal. How common it was for certain African men on expedition to engage in what might be called "reciprocal sex." How it was common for these men to declare more love for their boy wives than their girl wives. And then why wouldn't Sir Richard Oslet, the hunter said, allow himself, as such to no longer feel pain.
And that was the moment, Oslet explained, when hge realized he loved Sowning, that what he had always felt for Downing was love, and Oslet begged Downing's forgiveness.
But how could he possibly have know any sooner when there was no language to describe how he felt, no currency, and to even attempt to speak of it would have smacked of revolt, but hopeless revolt, one toward a freedom that Oslet knew did not exist. For Britian, didn't Downing know was perfectly to content to ignore them, so long as there was ambiguity. And hadn't Downing grown up reading, as Oslet had, for decades about the thousands of souls who tried to love one another unambiguously, or those who got caught and were tried allover England at the Courts of Assize, the quarter sessions, and hung? Was Downing so think as to be unaware of the Offenses Against the Person Act, asnd risk the bopth of them landing locked up for years as men were in Redding Jail...
Nature, Oslet said the hunter had said, ... unlike man does nothing in vain. God is Nature, and because God is Nature, he created nothing in vain. Therefore, the soul can never expire. It is immortal and in perpetual transit.”
― Jessica Anthony, Enter the Aardvark

“I have an awning.”
― Jessica Anthony, The Convalescent

“...a voice so soft it sounded stolen...."

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― Jessica Anthony

“We Pfliegmans, however, are incapable of imagining anything. From the get-go, Pliegmans were outcasts in a country of outcasts. We were then, and probably always have been, whole ages behind the progress of the company we kept. When men were bashing rocks together to make tools, Pliegmans were slithering from the ocean, coated in a greenish much; when men were grunting, sneezing, and lighting fire, hirsute Pfliegmans lay recluse in a dark musty corner of a cave, hissing; when men began wearing pelts and eating meat and painting walls, Pliegmans were stealing pelts to make fun of the pelt-wearers and would return to a cold cave hungry again, goddamnit; when men began forming languages and speaking in recognizable tongues, Pliegmans snorted and threw their heads in the mud in protest; when men began eating with forks, Pliegmans licked their dirty nails; when men were building factories to work in and homes for themselves to live in, Pliegmans rolled in the gross, deliciously; when Edison illuminated the world, Pliegmans squealed and covered their eyes; when Ford made the world go faster, Pliegmas stood at the curb, fearing for their lives, gaping at the shiny wheels, which explains why my father, János Pliegman, who, one Christmas morning in 1984, after receiving a VCR as a Christmas present from my mother, spent four minutes examining the buttons and one minute examining the manual before bashing it in the face with an elbow -- But I digress.”
― Jessica Anthony, The Convalescent

“If you want to talk big government, how much bigger, how much more invasive and controlling can government get when it's allowed to patrol a freaking uterus?”
― Jessica Anthony