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“It was the sick and decaying who despised the body and earth and invented the heavenly realm and the redemptive drops of blood: but they took even these sweet and gloomy poisons from body and earth. They wanted to escape their own misery, and the stars were too far for them.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra

“In the end one experiences only oneself.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra

“In the embrace's release I caught the scent again. Unmistakable. Marijuana. These homos were high as kites.”
― Emily M. Danforth, The Miseducation of Cameron Post

“But if renting all those movies had taught me anything more than how to lose myself in them, it was that you only actually have perfectly profound little moments like that in real life if you recognize them yourself, do all the fancy shot work and editing in your head, usually in the very seconds that whatever is happening is happening. And even if you do manage to do so, just about never does anyone else you’re with at the time experience that exact same kind of moment, and it’s impossible to explain it as it’s happening, and then the moment is over.”
― Emily M. Danforth, The Miseducation of Cameron Post

“I felt all the ways in which this world seemed so, so enormous--the height of the trees, the hush and tick of the forest, the shift of the sunlight and shadows--but also so, so removed.”
― Emily M. Danforth, The Miseducation of Cameron Post

“How could I pretend to be a victim when I was so willing to sin?”
― Emily M. Danforth, The Miseducation of Cameron Post

“I don’t think it’s overstating it to say that my religion of choice became VHS rentals, and that its messages came in Technicolor and musical montages and fades and jump cuts and silver-screen legends and B-movie nobodies and villains to root for and good guys to hate. But Ruth was wrong, too. There was more than just one other world beyond ours; there were hundreds and hundreds of them, and at 99 cents apiece I could rent them all.”
― Emily M. Danforth, The Miseducation of Cameron Post

“Everything was heightened the way it always is when summer is slipping away to fall, and you're younger than eighteen, and all you can do is suck your cherry Icee and let the chlorine sting your nose, all the way up into the pockets behind your eyes, and snap your towel at the pretty girl with the sunburn, and hope to do it all again come June.”
― Emily M. Danforth, The Miseducation of Cameron Post

“I hate sour cream and onion Pringles," I told the dashboard where I had my feet planted until Ruth pushed them down.
"But you love Pringles," Ruth actually rattled the canister.
"I hate sour cream and onion anything. All lesbians do." I blew heaps of bubbles into my milk with the tiny straw that came cellophaned to the carton.
"I want you to stop using that word," Ruth jammed the lid back onto the can.
"Which word? Sour or cream?" I plastic laughed with my reflection in the passenger-side window.”
― Emily M. Danforth, The Miseducation of Cameron Post

“I was doing my little stand up shtick, the one I did for pretty girls, so they'd like me quickly and wouldn't try too hard to actually get to know me beyond my role as wisecracking Cameron, the orphan. Maybe it was a little like flirting, but also a kind of protection: Don't get too close; I'm just jokes with substance.”
― Emily M. Danforth, The Miseducation of Cameron Post

“...and there I was sending all the wrong signals to the right people in the wrong ways. Again, again, again.”
― Emily M. Danforth, The Miseducation of Cameron Post

“Just continue to jill off to her or whatever, but end it there. Seriously.”
― Emily M. Danforth, The Miseducation of Cameron Post

“People do go back, but they don't survive, because two realities are claiming them at the same time. Such things are too much. You can salt your heart, or kill your heart, or you can choose between the two realities. There is much pain here. Some people think you can have your cake and eat it. The cake goes mouldy and they choke on what's left. Going back after a long time will make you mad, because the people you left behind do not like to think of you changed, will treat you as they always did, accuse you of being indifferent, when you are only different.”
― Jeanette Winterson, Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit

“..to change something you do not understand is the true nature of evil.”
― Jeanette Winterson, Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit

“Very often history is a means of denying the past. Denying the past is to refuse to recognise its integrity. To fit it, force it, function it, to suck out the spirit until it looks the way you think it should. We are all historians in our small way.”
― Jeanette Winterson, Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit

“(...) what the church calls love is actually psychosis and (...) what makes life difficult for homosexuals is not their perversity but other people's.”
― Jeanette Winterson, Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit

“And the more I drink the more I feel it. That's why I drink too. I try to find sympathy and feeling in drink.... I drink so that I may suffer twice as much!”
― Fyodor Dostoevsky, Crime and Punishment

“Hm … yes, all is in a man's hands and he lets it all slip from cowardice, that's an axiom”
― Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Crime and Punishment

“Soon I expect I will taste of nothing but clotted blood and ash. Will you still put your mouth to me so feverishly then, when I have fully decayed?”
― Chloe Michelle Howarth, Sunburn

“That's who is now, he reminds himself, someone who makes decisions, who doesn't let life just act upon him. Wasn't that the big lesson of transition, of detransition? That you'll never know all the angles, that delay is just form of hiding from reality. That you just figure what you what you want and do it? And maybe, if you don't know what you want, you just do something anyway, and everything will change, and then maybe that will reveal what you really want. So do something.”
― Torrey Peters, Detransition, Baby