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  • #1
    David Foster Wallace
    “Everybody is identical in their secret unspoken belief that way deep down they are different from everyone else.”
    David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest

  • #2
    Donna Tartt
    “Could it be because it reminds us that we are alive, of our mortality, of our individual souls- which, after all, we are too afraid to surrender but yet make us feel more miserable than any other thing? But isn't it also pain that often makes us most aware of self? It is a terrible thing to learn as a child that one is a being separate from the world, that no one and no thing hurts along with one's burned tongues and skinned knees, that one's aches and pains are all one’s own. Even more terrible, as we grow old, to learn that no person, no matter how beloved, can ever truly understand us. Our own selves make us most unhappy, and that's why we're so anxious to lose them, don't you think?”
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History

  • #3
    John Milton
    “The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven..”
    John Milton, Paradise Lost

  • #4
    Emily Brontë
    “I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free... Why am I so changed? I'm sure I should be myself were I once among the heather on those hills.”
    Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights: Includes eBook, Library Edition

  • #5
    Azar Nafisi
    “You get a strange feeling when you're about to leave a place, I told him, like you'll not only miss the people you love but you'll miss the person you are now at this time and this place, because you'll never be this way ever again.”
    Azar Nafisi, Reading Lolita in Tehran: A Memoir in Books

  • #6
    Annie Baker
    “I went mad and then I was 45, which was older than I thought I'd ever be, and then I was
    50, which was older than I thought I'd ever be when I was 45, and then on the night of my
    57th birthday I went blind and I stood naked in the middle of my bedroom and all of a
    sudden I was at the center of the universe, facing out. No more trying to get in anyone
    else's head. Oh, what does she think of me? What does that man bagging my groceries
    think of--nope. It's just me! Alone in the universe! Standing in the center of my own life.
    I can't even look in a mirror. It's just me and my thoughts and sometimes I have no
    thoughts at all. Sometimes I just lie in bed in the morning and think about nothing.
    Imagine that.
    Before you take a break, imagine that.
    Sitting in the center of your own life with no thoughts at all about what other people are
    thinking.
    They can think whatever they like.
    You can all think whatever you like about me.”
    Annie Baker, John

  • #7
    Hannah Arendt
    “The trouble with Eichmann was precisely that so many were like him, and that the many were neither perverted nor sadistic, that they were, and still are, terribly and terrifyingly normal. From the viewpoint of our legal institutions and of our moral standards of judgment, this normality was much more terrifying than all the atrocities put together.”
    Hannah Arendt, Eichmann in Jerusalem: A Report on the Banality of Evil

  • #8
    Hannah Arendt
    “Adolf Eichmann went to the gallows with great dignity. He had asked for a bottle of red wine and had drunk half of it. He refused the help of the Protestant minister the Reverend William Hull who offered to read the Bible with him: he had only two more hours to live and therefore no “time to waste.” He walked the fifty yards from his cell to the execution chamber calm and erect with his hands bound behind him. When the guards tied his ankles and knees he asked them to loosen the bonds so that he could stand straight. “I don’t need that ” he said when the black hood was offered him. He was in complete command of himself nay he was more: he was completely himself. Nothing could have demonstrated this more convincingly than the grotesque silliness of his last words. He began by stating emphatically that he was a Gottgläubiger to express in common Nazi fashion that he was no Christian and did not believe in life after death. He then proceeded: “After a short while gentlemen we shall all meet again. Such is the fate of all men. Long live Germany long live Argentina long live Austria. I shall not forget them.” In the face of death he had found the cliché used in funeral oratory. Under the gallows his memory played him the last trick he was “elated” and he forgot that this was his own funeral.

    It was as though in those last minutes he was summing up the lesson that this long course in human wickedness had taught us-the lesson of the fearsome word-and-thought-defying banality of evil.”
    Hannah Arendt, Eichmann in Jerusalem: A Report on the Banality of Evil

  • #9
    Charlotte Brontë
    “Do you think, because I am poor, obscure, plain and little, I am soulless and heartless? You think wrong! - I have as much soul as you, - and full as much heart! And if God had gifted me with some beauty and much wealth, I should have made it as hard for you to leave me, as it is now for me to leave you!”
    Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

  • #10
    Charlotte Brontë
    “I must begin a new existence among strange faces and strange scenes.”
    Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

  • #11
    Elif Batuman
    “I kept thinking about the uneven quality of time--the way it was almost always so empty, and then with no warning came a few days that felt so dense and alive and real that it seemed indisputable that that was what life was, that its real nature had finally been revealed. But then time passed and unthinkably grew dead again, and it turned out that that fullness had been an aberration and might never come back.”
    Elif Batuman, The Idiot
    tags: time

  • #12
    Elif Batuman
    “It can be really exasperating to look back at your past. What’s the matter with you? I want to ask her, my younger self, shaking her shoulder. If I did that, she would probably cry. Maybe I would cry, too.”
    Elif Batuman, The Idiot

  • #13
    Elif Batuman
    “In my heart, I knew that Whorf was right. I knew I thought differently in Turkish and English - not because thought and language were the same, but because different languages forced you to think about different things. Turkish, for example, had a suffix, -mis, that you put on verbs to report anything you didn't witness personally. You were always stating your degree of subjectivity. You were always thinking about it, every time you opened your mouth.

    The suffix -mis had not exact English equivalent. It could be translated as "it seems" or "I heard" or "apparently." I associated it with Dilek, my cousin on my father's side - tiny, skinny, dark-complexioned Dilek, who was my age but so much smaller. "You complained-mis to your mother," Dilek would tell me in her quiet, precise voice. "The dog scared-mis you." "You told-mis your parents that if Aunt Hulya came to America, she could live in your garage." When you heard -mis, you knew that you had been invoked in your absence - not just you but your hypocrisy, cowardice, and lack of generosity. Every time I heard -mis, I felt caught out. I was scared of the dogs. I did complain to my mother, often. The -mis tense was one of the things I complained to my mother about. My mother thought it was funny.”
    Elif Batuman, The Idiot

  • #14
    Elif Batuman
    “But the Beatles turned out to be one of the things you couldn’t avoid, like alcohol, or death.”
    Elif Batuman, The Idiot

  • #15
    Sarah J. Maas
    “And so Tamlin unwittingly led the High Lady of the Night Court into the heart of his territory.”
    Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

  • #16
    Sarah J. Maas
    “Hello, Feyre darling,” he purred.”
    Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

  • #17
    “The gods envy us. They envy us because we’re mortal, because any moment may be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we’re doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again.”
    Brad Pitt

  • #18
    Jeannette Walls
    “Sometimes you need a little crisis to get your adrenaline flowing and help you realize your potential.”
    Jeannette Walls, The Glass Castle

  • #19
    Jeannette Walls
    “Years from now, when all the junk they got is broken and long forgotten, you'll still have your stars.”
    Jeannette Walls, The Glass Castle

  • #20
    Oscar Wilde
    “The reason we all like to think so well of others is that we are all afraid for ourselves. The basis of optimism is sheer terror.”
    Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

  • #21
    Max Ehrmann
    “Whether or not it is clear to you,
    no doubt the universe is unfolding
    as it should.”
    Max Ehrmann, Desiderata: A Poem for a Way of Life

  • #22
    Madeline Miller
    “But in a solitary life, there are rare moments when another soul dips near yours, as stars once a year brush the earth. Such a constellation was he to me.”
    Madeline Miller, Circe

  • #23
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    “I hope she'll be a fool -- that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.”
    F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

  • #24
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    “I was within and without, simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life.”
    Fitzgerald F. Scott, The Great Gatsby

  • #25
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    “And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.”
    F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

  • #26
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    “I wasn't actually in love, but I felt a sort of tender curiosity.”
    F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

  • #27
    “Ah you think darkness is your ally? You merely adopted the dark. I was born in it, molded by it. I didn't see the light until I was already a man, by then it was nothing to me but blinding!”
    Bane

  • #28
    Madeline Miller
    “When he was gone, would I be like Achilles, wailing over his lost lover Patroclus? I tried to picture myself running up and down the beaches, tearing at my hair, cradling some scrap of old tunic he had left behind. Crying out for the loss of half my soul.

    I could not see it. That knowledge brought its own sort of pain.”
    Madeline Miller, Circe

  • #29
    Madeline Miller
    “I had no right to claim him, I knew it. But in a solitary life, there are rare moments when another soul dips near yours, as stars once a year brush the earth. Such a constellation he was to me.”
    Madeline Miller, Circe

  • #30
    Victor Hugo
    “Destiny, with its mysterious and fatal patience, was slowly bringing these two beings near each other, fully charged and all languishing with the story electricities of passion.”
    Victor Hugo, Les Misérables



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