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  • #1
    Marya Hornbacher
    “There is, in fact, an incredible freedom in having nothing left to lose.”
    Marya Hornbacher, Wasted: A Memoir of Anorexia and Bulimia

  • #2
    Marya Hornbacher
    “I wanted to kill the me underneath. That fact haunted my days and nights. When you realize you hate yourself so much, when you realize that you cannot stand who you are, and this deep spite has been the motivation behind your behavior for many years, your brain can’t quite deal with it. It will try very hard to avoid that realization; it will try, in a last-ditch effort to keep your remaining parts alive, to remake the rest of you. This is, I believe, different from the suicidal wish of those who are in so much pain that death feels like relief, different from the suicide I would later attempt, trying to escape that pain. This is a wish to murder yourself; the connotation of kill is too mild. This is a belief that you deserve slow torture, violent death.”
    Marya Hornbacher, Wasted: A Memoir of Anorexia and Bulimia

  • #3
    Marya Hornbacher
    “You never come back, not all the way. Always there is an odd distance between you and the people you love and the people you meet, a barrier thin as the glass of a mirror, you never come all the way out of the mirror; you stand, for the rest of your life, with one foot in this world and no one in another, where everything is upside down and backward and sad.”
    Marya Hornbacher, Wasted: A Memoir of Anorexia and Bulimia

  • #4
    Marya Hornbacher
    “We turn skeletons into goddesses and look to them as if they might teach us how not to need.”
    Marya Hornbacher, Wasted: A Memoir of Anorexia and Bulimia

  • #5
    Marya Hornbacher
    “There is never a sudden revelation, a complete and tidy explanation for why it happened, or why it ends, or why or who you are. You want one and I want one, but there isn't one. It comes in bits and pieces, and you stitch them together wherever they fit, and when you are done you hold yourself up, and still there are holes and you are a rag doll, invented, imperfect. And yet you are all that you have, so you must be enough. There is no other way.”
    Marya Hornbacher, Wasted : A Memoir of Anorexia and Bulimia

  • #6
    Marya Hornbacher
    “You begin to forget what it means to live. You forget things. You forget that you used to feel all right. You forget what it means to feel all right because you feel like shit all the time, and you can't remember what it was like before. People take the feeling of full for granted. They take for granted the feeling of steadiness, of hands that do not shake, heads that do not ache, throats not raw with bile and small rips of fingernails forced to haste to the gag spot. Stomachs that do not begin to wake up in the night, calves and thighs knotting in muscles that are beginning to eat away at themselves. they may or may not be awakened at night by their own inexplicable sobs.”
    Marya Hornbacher, Wasted: A Memoir of Anorexia and Bulimia

  • #7
    Marya Hornbacher
    “Bear in mind, people with eating disorders tend to be both competitive and intelligent. We are incredibly perfectionistic. We often excel in school,athletics,artistic pursuits. We also tend to quit without warning. Refuse to go to school,drop out,quit jobs,leave lovers,move,lose all our money. We get sick of being impressive. Rather,we tire of having to seem impressive. As a rule,most of us never really believed we were any good in the first place.”
    Marya Hornbacher

  • #8
    Marya Hornbacher
    “Hatred is so much closer to love than indifference.”
    Marya Hornbacher, Wasted: A Memoir of Anorexia and Bulimia

  • #9
    Marya Hornbacher
    “It is, at the most basic level, a bundle of contradictions: a desire for power that strips you of all power. A gesture of strength that divests you of all strength.”
    Marya Hornbacher, Wasted : A Memoir of Anorexia and Bulimia

  • #10
    Marya Hornbacher
    “Soon madness has worn you down. It’s easier to do what it says than argue. In this way, it takes over your mind. You no longer know where it ends and you begin. You believe anything it says. You do what it tells you, no matter how extreme or absurd. If it says you’re worthless, you agree. You plead for it to stop. You promise to behave. You are on your knees before it, and it laughs.”
    Marya Hornbacher, Madness: A Bipolar Life

  • #11
    Marya Hornbacher
    “I didn't particularly want to live much longer than that. Life seemed rather daunting. It seems so to me even now. Life seemed too long a time to have to stick around, a huge span of years through which one would be require to tap-dance and smile and be Great! and be Happy! and be Amazing! and be Precious! I was tired of my life by the time I was sixteen. I was tired of being too much, too intense, too manic. I was tired of people, and I was incredibly tired of myself. I wanted to do whatever Amazing Thing I was expected to do— it might be pointed out that these were my expectations, mine alone— and be done with it. Go to sleep.”
    Marya Hornbacher, Wasted: A Memoir of Anorexia and Bulimia

  • #12
    Marya Hornbacher
    “This is the very boring part of eating disorders, the aftermath. When you eat and hate that you eat. And yet of course you must eat. You don’t really entertain the notion of going back. You, with some startling new level of clarity, realize that going back would be far worse than simply being as you are. This is obvious to anyone without an eating disorder. This is not always obvious to you.”
    Marya Hornbacher, Wasted: A Memoir of Anorexia and Bulimia

  • #13
    Marya Hornbacher
    “You wake up one morning and there it is, sitting in an old plaid bathrobe in your kitchen, unpleasant and unshaved. You look at it, heart sinking. Madness is a rotten guest.”
    Marya Hornbacher, Madness: A Bipolar Life

  • #14
    Marya Hornbacher
    “My god! people say. You have so much self-control! And later: My god. You're so, so sick. When people say this, they turn their heads, you've won your little game. You have proven your thesis that no-body-loves-me-every-body-hates-me, guess-I'll-just-eat-worms. You get to sink back into your hospital bed, shrieking with righteous indignation. See? you get to say. I knew you'd give up on me. I knew you'd leave.”
    Marya Hornbacher, Wasted : A Memoir of Anorexia and Bulimia

  • #15
    Marya Hornbacher
    “The anoretic operates under the astounding illusion that she can escape the flesh, and, by association, the realm of emotions.”
    Marya Hornbacher, Wasted: A Memoir of Anorexia and Bulimia

  • #16
    Marya Hornbacher
    “There is, in the end, the letting go.”
    Marya Hornbacher, Wasted: A Memoir of Anorexia and Bulimia

  • #17
    Marya Hornbacher
    “And when, after fifteen years of bingeing, barfing, starving, needles and tubes and terror and rage, and medical crises and personal failure and loss after loss - when, after all this, you are in your early twenties and staring down a vastly abbreviated life expectancy, and the eating disorder still takes up half your body, half your brain, with its invisible eroding force, when you have spent the majority of your life sick, when you do not yet know what it means to be 'well,' or 'normal,' when you doubt that those words even have meaning anymore, there are still no answers. You will die young, and you have no way to make sense of that fact.
    You have this: You are thin.”
    Marya Hornbacher, Wasted: A Memoir of Anorexia and Bulimia

  • #18
    Marya Hornbacher
    “Some people who are obsessed with food become gourmet chefs. Others become eating disorders.”
    Marya Hornbacher, Wasted: A Memoir of Anorexia and Bulimia



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