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  • #1
    Donna Tartt
    “Does such a thing as 'the fatal flaw,' that showy dark crack running down the middle of a life, exist outside literature? I used to think it didn't. Now I think it does. And I think that mine is this: a morbid longing for the picturesque at all costs.”
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History

  • #2
    Donna Tartt
    “It's a very Greek idea, and a very profound one. Beauty is terror. Whatever we call beautiful, we quiver before it. And what could be more terrifying and beautiful, to souls like the Greeks or our own, than to lose control completely? To throw off the chains of being for an instant, to shatter the accident of our mortal selves? Euripides speaks of the Maenads: head thrown I back, throat to the stars, "more like deer than human being." To be absolutely free! One is quite capable, of course, of working out these destructive passions in more vulgar and less efficient ways. But how glorious to release them in a single burst! To sing, to scream, to dance barefoot in the woods in the dead of night, with no more awareness of mortality than an animal! These are powerful mysteries. The bellowing of bulls. Springs of honey bubbling from the ground. If we are strong enough in our souls we can rip away the veil and look that naked, terrible beauty right in the face; let God consume us, devour us, unstring our bones. Then spit us out reborn.”
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History

  • #3
    Donna Tartt
    “I suppose at one time in my life I might have had any number of stories, but now there is no other. This is the only story I will ever be able to tell.”
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History

  • #4
    Donna Tartt
    “One likes to think there's something in it, that old platitude amor vincit omnia. But if I've learned one thing in my short sad life, it is that that particular platitude is a lie. Love doesn't conquer everything. And whoever thinks it does is a fool.”
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History

  • #5
    Donna Tartt
    “Some things are too terrible to grasp at once. Other things - naked, sputtering, indelible in their horror - are too terrible to really grasp ever at all. It is only later, in solitude, in memory that the realization dawns: when the ashes are cold; when the mourners have departed; when one looks around and finds oneself - quite to one's surprise - in an entirely different world.”
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History

  • #6
    Donna Tartt
    “In short: I felt my existence was tainted, in some subtle but essential way.”
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History

  • #7
    Donna Tartt
    “Any action, in the fullness of time, sinks to nothingness.”
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History

  • #8
    Donna Tartt
    “All those layers of silence upon silence.”
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History

  • #9
    Donna Tartt
    “There is to me about this place a smell of rot, the smell of rot that ripe fruit makes. Nowhere, ever, have the hideous mechanics of birth and copulation and death -those monstrous upheavals of life that the Greeks call miasma, defilement- been so brutal or been painted up to look so pretty; have so many people put so much faith in lies and mutability and death death death.”
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History

  • #10
    Donna Tartt
    “Being the only female in what was basically a boys’ club must have been difficult for her. Miraculously, she didn’t compensate by becoming hard or quarrelsome. She was still a girl, a slight lovely girl who lay in bed and ate chocolates, a girl whose hair smelled like hyacinth and whose scarves fluttered jauntily in the breeze. But strange and marvelous as she was, a wisp of silk in a forest of black wool, she was not the fragile creature one would have her seem.”
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History

  • #11
    Donna Tartt
    “It is is better to know one book intimately than a hundred superficially.”
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History

  • #12
    Donna Tartt
    “Side by side they were very much alike, in similarity less of lineament than of manner and bearing, a correspondence of gestures which bounced and echoed between them so that a blink seemed to reverberate, moments later, in a twitch of the other's eyelid.”
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History

  • #13
    Donna Tartt
    “That night I wrote in my journal: "Trees are schizophrenic now and beginning to lose control, enraged with the shock of their fiery new colors. Someone -- was it van Gogh? -- said that orange is the color of insanity. _Beauty is terror._ We want to be devoured by it, to hide ourselves in that fire which refines us.”
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History

  • #14
    Donna Tartt
    “How quickly he fell; how soon it was over.”
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History

  • #15
    Donna Tartt
    “Henry’s a perfectionist, I mean, really-really kind of inhuman — very brilliant, very erratic and enigmatic. He’s a stiff, cold person, Machiavellian, ascetic and he’s made himself what he is by sheer strength of will. His aspiration is to be this Platonic creature of pure rationality and that’s why he’s attracted to the Classics, and particularly to the Greeks — all those high, cold ideas of beauty and perfection.”
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History

  • #16
    Daniel Handler
    “I hadn't felt such disgust for a boy since the early days, when they'd tease girls on the playground, kicking us and throwing gravel and raising their voices in high screechy mockery. "They do that because they like you," all the adults said, grinning like pumpkins. We believed them, back then. Back then we thought it was true, and we were drawn toward all that meanness because it meant we were special, let them kick us, let them like us. We liked them back. But now it was turning out that our first instincts were right. Boys weren't mean because they liked you; it was because they were mean.”
    Daniel Handler, The Basic Eight

  • #17
    Daniel Handler
    “She had the look in her eye when you kick and kick at the door and it doesn't open, when you write a boy letters and letters and he never loves you, not ‘til the day he dies. Not even then.”
    Daniel Handler, The Basic Eight

  • #18
    Daniel Handler
    “Maybe, generations ago, young people rebelled out of some clear motive, but now, we know we’re rebelling. Between teen movies and sex-ed textbooks we’re so ready for our rebellious phase we can’t help but feel it’s safe, contained. It will turn out all right, despite the risk, snug in the shell of rebellion narrative. Rebellion narrative, does that make sense? It was appropriate to do, so we did it.”
    Daniel Handler, The Basic Eight

  • #19
    Daniel Handler
    “May we generally be happy, generally be witty, generally be honest, but above all always be interesting.”
    Daniel Handler, The Basic Eight

  • #20
    Daniel Handler
    “How confusing. Could it be that our narrator is unreliable? No such chance. Mind like a steel trap, I have.”
    Daniel Handler, The Basic Eight

  • #21
    Daniel Handler
    “I saw myself, clearly, a scorned woman drunk and angry at a party. Hell hath no fury etc.”
    Daniel Handler, The Basic Eight

  • #22
    Glen Duncan
    “Kneecaps only exist to get hit with claw-hammers; grace only exists to be fallen from.”
    Glen Duncan, I, Lucifer

  • #23
    Glen Duncan
    “How to describe hell? Disembowelled landscape busy with suffering, incessant heat, permanent scarlet twilight, a swirling snowfall of ash, the stink of pain and the din of...if only, hell is two things: the absence of God and the presence of time. Infinite variations on that theme. Doesn't sound so bad, does it? Well, trust me.”
    Glen Duncan, I, Lucifer

  • #24
    Glen Duncan
    “Peace is purchased in the currency of loss.”
    Glen Duncan, I, Lucifer

  • #25
    Glen Duncan
    “It is, you must concede, unpleasantly messy, this business of having feelings, this mattering to each other. I've always thought of it as gory, a sort of perpetually occurring road accident - everyone going too fast, too close, without due care and attention, or with too much . . .”
    Glen Duncan, I, Lucifer

  • #26
    Glen Duncan
    “You can't blame me. I mean that literally. You're incapable of blaming me. You're human. Being human is choosing freedom over imprisonment, autonomy over dependency, liberty over servitude. You can't blame me because you know (come on, man, you've always known) that the idea of spending eternity with nothing to do except praise God is utterly unappealing. You'd be catatonic after an hour. Heaven's a swiz because to get in you have to leave yourself outside. You can't blame me because -- now do please be honest with yourself for once -- you'd have left, too.”
    Glen Duncan, I, Lucifer

  • #27
    Glen Duncan
    “I'm supposed to be guilty of all sorts of crimes and misdemeanors, but when you get right down to it, I'm really only guilty of one: wondering. The road to Hell, you say, is paved with good intentions. Charming. But actually it's paved with intriguing questions. You want to know. Man do you want to know.”
    Glen Duncan, I, Lucifer

  • #28
    Gregory Maguire
    “People who claim that they're evil are usually no worse than the rest of us... It's people who claim that they're good, or any way better than the rest of us, that you have to be wary of.”
    Gregory Maguire, Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West

  • #29
    Gregory Maguire
    “Remember this: Nothing is written in the stars. Not these stars, nor any others. No one controls your destiny.”
    Gregory Maguire, Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West

  • #30
    Gregory Maguire
    “One never learns how the witch became wicked, or whether that was the right choice for her~is it ever the right choice? Does the devil ever struggle to be good again, or if so is he not a devil?”
    Gregory Maguire, Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West



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