Brooke > Brooke's Quotes

“In each of us lie good and bad, light and dark, art and pain, choice and regret, cruelty and sacrifice. We’re each of us our own chiaroscuro, our own bit of illusion fighting to emerge into something solid, something real. We’ve got to forgive ourselves that. I must remember to forgive myself. Because there is a lot of grey to work with. No one can live in the light all the time.”
― Libba Bray

“I am a jumble of passions, misgivings, and wants. It seems that I am always in a state of wishing and rarely in a state of contentment.”
― Libba Bray, The Sweet Far Thing

“We all do things we desperately wish we could undo. Those regrets just become part of who we are, along with everything else. To spend time trying to change that, well, it's like chasing clouds.”
― Libba Bray

“I know because I read...Your mind is not a cage. It's a garden. And it requires cultivating.”
― Libba Bray

“There are no safe choices. Only other choices.”
― Libba Bray, A Great and Terrible Beauty

“Sometimes we seek that which we are not yet ready to find.”
― Libba Bray, Rebel Angels

“I should never be left alone with my mind for too long.”
― Libba Bray

“We're all strangers connected by what we reveal, what we share, what we take away--our stories. I guess that's what I love about books--they are thin strands of humanity that tether us to one another for a small bit of time, that make us feel less alone or even more comfortable with our aloneness, if need be.”
― Libba Bray

“I'm like everyone else in this stupid, bloody, amazing world. I'm flawed. Impossibly so. But hopeful. I'm still me.”
― Libba Bray, The Sweet Far Thing

“I'm just saying it's not all sand castles and ninjas.”
― Libba Bray, Going Bovine

“How terrible it is to have no cares, no longings. I do not fit. I feel too deeply and want too much. As cages go, it is a gilded one, but I shall not live well in it or any cage, for that matter.”
― Libba Bray, The Sweet Far Thing

“In books, the truth makes everything good and fine. The good prevail. The wicked are punished. There is happiness. But it's not like that really, is it?"
"No," I say. "I suppose it only makes everything known.”
― Libba Bray

“Really, being a librarian is a much more dangerous job than you realize.”
― Libba Bray, Beauty Queens

“You’ve been assigned an identity since birth. Then you spend the rest of your life walking around in it to see if it really fits. You try on all these different selves and abandon just as many. But really it’s about dismantling all that false armor, getting down to what’s real.”
― Libba Bray, Going Bovine

“I changed the world; the world changed me.
Everything you do comes back to you. When you affect a situation, you are also affected.”
― Libba Bray, A Great and Terrible Beauty

“Dude, this is a stoner conversation and we're not even high”
― Libba Bray, Going Bovine

“Maybe that's what real friendship is -- getting so used to people that you need to be annoyed by them.”
― Libba Bray, Going Bovine

“In our travels, we have come across many equations--math for understanding the universe, for making music, for mapping stars, and also for tipping, which is important. Here is our favorite equation: Us plus Them equals All of Us. It is very simple math. Try it sometime. You probably won’t even need a pencil.”
― Libba Bray, Going Bovine

“Women who have power are always feared.”
― Libba Bray, A Great and Terrible Beauty

“We create the illusions we need to go on. And one day, when they no longer dazzle or comfort, we tear them down, brick by glittering brick, until we are left with nothing but the bright light of honesty. The light is liberating. Necessary. Terrifying. We stand naked and emptied before it. And when it is too much for our eyes to take, we build a new illusion to shield us from its relentless truth.”
― Libba Bray, The Sweet Far Thing

“It's so laughable that it's somewhere beyond comedy and right into tragedy again.”
― Libba Bray

“Everything is randomly connected.”
― Libba Bray, Going Bovine

“Who but the mad would choose to keep on living? In the end, aren't we all just a little crazy?”
― Libba Bray, Going Bovine

“A cold wind was blowing from the north, and it made the trees rustle like living things.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

“Night gathers, and now my watch begins. It shall not end until my death. I shall take no wife, hold no lands, father no children. I shall wear no crowns and win no glory. I shall live and die at my post. I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the fire that burns against cold, the light that brings the dawn, the horn that wakes the sleepers, the shield that guards the realms of men. I pledge my life and honor to the Night's Watch, for this night and all the nights to come.”
― George R.R. Martin

“His dagger was out, poised at her throat. “Sing, little bird. Sing for your little life.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Clash of Kings