Amparo Rousso > Amparo's Quotes

“You see, there are no pretty pink flowers in the woods at night.”
― J.K. Franko, Eye for Eye

“His eyes trapped mine and although I could have stared at that face all night, I had to look away in order to breathe.
I wondered whether I preferred the slick tuxedoed hunk, or the rugged version that looked like he’d just wrestled a bear.
Both.”
― J.J. Sorel, A Taste of Peace

“No one knows the origins of the universe. Gone was the knowledge of creation; lost to faded memories and the advance of time. History became legend, legend became myth. It is said the gods, flawless emperors of all, opened their hearts and gave life to hundreds of worlds. That love nurtured and evolved into utopian grandeur. Humanity prospered, every day reaching new heights. But all was not well. The gods were unhappy. War loomed ever on the near horizon. Realizing their plight, the king of the gods gave birth to three sons; would be kings to rule.”
― Christian Warren Freed

“Discovering dance and its power to heal my soul played a key role in my survival.”
― Maria Nhambu, America's Daughter

“That got to me. I wasn’t communicating with a computer. Inside this machine was a sophisticated, self-aware intelligence, and it wanted me to be its friend.”
― C.A. Knutsen, Tom and G.E.R.I.

“Crooked politicians stood in the way of our President until the Hitman doled out justice for them.”
― RB Le `Deach, My Graphic Bipolar Fantasies: & Other Short Stories

“The final sound of the rifle shot bounced around the lake.”
― Gabriel F.W. Koch, Death Leaves a Shadow

“Debt is normal! So why be normal?”
― Dave Ramsey, The Money Answer Book: Quick Answers for Your Everyday Financial Questions (Answers to Over 100 of Your Questions on Personal Finance, Budgeting, Saving, ... How to Build Wealth)

“Het valt niet te ontkennen dat wij in elke afzonderlijke tak van het menselijk kunnen zo veel vooruitgang boeken dat wij terecht het gevoel hebben het niet bij te kunnen houden; zou het niet mogelijk zijn dat daaruit ook het gevoel ontstaat dat wij geen vooruitgang beleven? Uiteindelijk is vooruitgang niets anders dan het resultaat van alle gezamenlijke inspanningen, en eigenlijk kun je dus al van tevoren zeggend at de werkelijke vooruitgang altijd juist dat zal zijn wat niemand wilde.”
― Robert Musil, Der Mann ohne Eigenschaften: Erstes Buch

“Try refusing the arrangement, or later petition for divorce -- the first is impossible while the second is like admitting you're a whore.”
― Euripides, Medea

“I thought how little we know about the feelings of old people. Children we understand, their fears and hopes and make-believe. I was a child yesterday. I had not forgotten. But Maxim’s grandmother, sitting there in her shawl with her poor blind eyes, what did she feel, what was she thinking? Did she know that Beatrice was yawning and glancing at her watch? Did she guess that we had come to visit her because we felt it right, it was a duty, so that when she got home afterwards Beatrice would be able to say, “Well, that clears my conscience for three months”? Did she ever think about Manderley? Did she remember sitting at the dining room table, where I sat? Did she too have tea under the chestnut tree? Or was it all forgotten and laid aside, and was there nothing left behind that calm, pale face of hers but little aches and little strange discomforts, a blurred thankfulness when the sun shone, a tremor when the wind blew cold? I wished that I could lay my hands upon her face and take the years away. I wished I could see her young, as she was once, with color in her cheeks and chestnut hair, alert and active as Beatrice by her side, talking as she did about hunting, hounds, and horses. Not sitting there with her eyes closed while the nurse thumped the pillows behind her head. “We’ve got a treat today, you know,” said the nurse, “watercress sandwiches for tea. We love watercress, don’t we?”
― Daphne du Maurier, Rebecca

“Suddenly, like a thing falling upon me from without, came fear.”
― H. G. Wells, The War of the Worlds

“We are as indestructible as we believe ourselves to be.”
― John Green, Looking for Alaska

“A dozen or more boats on the lake swung their rosy and moon–like lanterns low on the water, that reflected as from a fire. In the distance, the steamer twanged and thrummed and washed with her faintly–splashing paddles, trailing her strings of coloured lights, and occasionally lighting up the whole scene luridly with an effusion of fireworks, Roman candles and sheafs of stars and other simple effects, illuminating the surface of the water, and showing the boats creeping round, low down. Then the lovely darkness fell again, the lanterns and the little threaded lights glimmered softly, there was a muffled knocking of oars and a waving of music.

Gudrun paddled almost imperceptibly. Gerald could see, not far ahead, the rich blue and the rose globes of Ursula’s lanterns swaying softly cheek to cheek as Birkin rowed, and iridescent, evanescent gleams chasing in the wake. He was aware, too, of his own delicately coloured lights casting their softness behind him.”
― D.H. Lawrence, Women in Love

“There were some books that reached through the noise of life to grab you by the collar and speak only of the truest things.”
― Jeffrey Eugenides, The Marriage Plot

“All we have to do is keep on denying how frightened we actually are. And then, bit by bit, we will have arrived at the place we most
fear, the thing from which we have been averting our eyes. No additional effort required.”
― Naomi Klein, This Changes Everything: Capitalism vs. The Climate

“People who keep stiff upper lips find that it's damn hard to smile.”
― Judith Guest, Ordinary People

“Az a fura érzésem támadt, hogy a háborúban mindig ugyanazt az embert kell újra meg újra meggyilkolnunk, míg végül rá fogok ébredni, hogy én magam vagyok az az ember!”
― Eugene O'Neill, Mourning Becomes Electra

“For God did not give us a spirit of timidity, but of power and of love and of calm and well balanced mind and discipline and self-control.”
― Anonymous, The Holy Bible: King James Version

“Gestures are all that I have; sometimes they must be grand in nature. And while I occasionally step over the line and into the world of the melodramatic, it is what I must do in order t communicate clearly and effectively.”
― Garth Stein, The Art of Racing in the Rain

“She died in my arms, saying, "I don't want to die." That is what death is like. It doesn't matter what uniforms the soldiers are wearing. It doesn't matter how good the weapons are. I thought if everyone could see what I saw, we would never have war anymore.”
― Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close

“...little creatures they were who seemed to have been blown from glass.”
― Michael Ende, The Neverending Story

“But that wasn´t the first time I ever saw her. I saw her in the hallways at school, and at my mother’s false funeral, and walking the sidewalks in the Abnegation sector. I saw her, but I didn’t see her; no one saw her the way she truly was until she jumped.
I suppose a fire that burns that bright is not meant to last.”
― Veronica Roth, Allegiant

“Trad moves to get a better view of the water falling in a continuous, glistening cascade from the uppermost level of the atrium to the lagoon below.”
― Trevor Alan Foris, The Octunnumi Fosbit Files Prologue

“Men can starve from a lack of self-realization as much as they can from a lack of bread.”
― Richard Wright, Native Son

“He was aware that her unthinkable beauty was neither that of age nor of youth. That her eyes were the only things you thought of looking at, and that to be her was terrible, whereas to be with her was the only joy.”
― T.H. White, The Sword in the Stone

“  Que dites-vous ?… C’est inutile ?… Je le sais ! Mais on ne se bat pas dans l’espoir du succès ! Non ! non ! c’est bien plus beau lorsque c’est inutile !”
― Edmond Rostand, Cyrano de Bergerac

“Eli was new to him and therefore he had the opportunity to be someone else, say something different from what he said to other people. What”
― John Ajvide Lindqvist, Let the Right One In

“It was a morning of gruesome cold — minus 30 degrees Celsius (minus 22 degrees Fahrenheit) says Stern. Even the exact Biberstein says that it was at least minus 20 degrees (minus 4 degrees Fahrenheit). Poldek Pfefferberg was summoned from his bunk, fetched his welding gear, and went out to the snowy siding to cut open the doors iced hard as iron. He too heard the unearthly complaints from within.
It is hard to describe what they saw when the doors were at last opened. In each car, a pyramid of frozen corpses, their limbs madly contorted, occupied the centre of the floor. The hundred or more still living stank awesomely, were seared black by the cold, were skeletal. Not one of them would be found to weigh more than 34 kilos.”
― Thomas Keneally, Schindler’s List