Niamh > Niamh's Quotes

“That’s how the madness of the world tries to colonize you: from the outside in, forcing you to live in its reality.”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Annihilation

“A mother's like a poison made for only one soul.”
― Catherynne M. Valente, Six-Gun Snow White

“No, emptiness is not nothingness. Emptiness is a type of existence. You must use this existential emptiness to fill yourself.”
― Liu Cixin, The Three-Body Problem

“[W]hen you see beauty in desolation it changes something inside you. Desolation tries to colonize you.”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Annihilation

“All you had were pigs and enthusiasm. It’s not your fault.”
― T. Kingfisher, Nine Goblins

“I am sorry you have to live in the time of terraforming, and not in the spring that follows.”
― Annalee Newitz

“The same joy is in a stone which, thrown aloft, hesitates a little at the height of its flight and then rushes down to the ground. It is the same with a man when in his final convulsion he takes a last deep breath and dies.”
― Yevgeny Zamyatin

“Is it really a cage if it’s the size of the world?” “Yes,” said Emily, Charlotte, and Anne together, rather more loudly than any of them expected.”
― Catherynne M. Valente, The Glass Town Game

“Ведь для себя не важно
и то, что бронзовый,
и то, что сердце - холодной железкою.
Ночью хочется звон свой
спрятать в мягкое,
в женское.”
― Владимир Маяковский, Облако в штанах

“Глухо.

Вселенная спит,
положив на лапу
с клещами звезд огромное ухо.”
― Владимир Маяковский, Облако в штанах

“Я раньше думал —

книги делаются так:

пришел поэт,

легко разжал уста,

и сразу запел вдохновенный простак —

пожалуйста!

А оказывается —

прежде чем начнет петься,

долго ходят, размозолев от брожения,

и тихо барахтается в тине сердца

глупая вобла воображения.

Пока выкипячивают, рифмами пиликая,

из любвей и соловьев какое-то варево,

улица корчится безъязыкая —

ей нечем кричать и разговаривать.”
― Vladimir Mayakovsky, Стихи и поэмы

“небо осматрели и внутри и наружно. никаких богов ни ангелов не обнаружено.”
― Vladimir Mayakovsky

“Insist on your cup of stars. Once they have trapped you into being like everyone else, you will never see your cup of stars again.”
― Shirley Jackson, The Haunting of Hill House

“I had some peculiar ideas about love. I’ll tell you what I thought on the subject back then: it’s about as much use as a barrel with no bottom. When I fed the pigs and two of them got to scrapping over an old soft onion, I thought: that’s love. Love is eating. Love is a snarling pig snout and long tusks. Love is a dress like the sun. Love is the color of blood. Love is what grown folk do to each other because the law frowns on killing.

I said I loved her back. I put my hand on the door and I said I loved her back and when I said it I thought of kissing her and also of shooting her through the eye.”
― Catherynne M. Valente, Six-Gun Snow White

“He was a very dispirited Poet. He had never expected the world to act in a courteous, seemly, or even sensible manner, and the world had seldom done so; often he had taken heart in the consistency of its rudeness and stupidity. But never before had the world shot the Poet in the abdomen with a musket. This he found not heartening at all.”
― Walter M. Miller Jr., A Canticle for Leibowitz

“Like most men, Wick could not help terror about one thing erupting as anger about something else.”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Borne

“Am I a person or a weapon?"
Always he wanted to know that he was a person. He just kept giving me different choices so one time I might slip up and say, "You're not a person."
"You are a person. But like a person, you can be a weapon, too.”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Borne