“There’s a Greek legend—no, it’s in something Plato wrote—about how true lovers are really two halves of the same person. It says that people wander around searching for their other half, and when they find him or her, they are finally whole and perfect. The thing that gets me is that the story says that originally all people were really pairs of people, joined back to back, and that some of the pairs were man and man, some woman and woman, and others man and woman. What happened was that all of these double people went to war with the gods, and the gods, to punish them, split them all in two. That’s why some lovers are heterosexual and some are homosexual, female and female, or male and male.”
― Annie on My Mind
― Annie on My Mind
“I finally heard the truth,’ Grigor told him. He couldn’t explain when
he’d heard it, or from whom, but he’d heard it in his heart, without words, a
deep knowing, and nothing could hurt him or frighten him now. It was so
simple that the reasoning of it tended to slip through his mind as soon as he
touched it, like a rabbit in the woods. Once you breathe, it’s gone.”
― Lapvona
he’d heard it, or from whom, but he’d heard it in his heart, without words, a
deep knowing, and nothing could hurt him or frighten him now. It was so
simple that the reasoning of it tended to slip through his mind as soon as he
touched it, like a rabbit in the woods. Once you breathe, it’s gone.”
― Lapvona
“She'd laughed, and if he could have bottled the sound and gotten drunk on it every night, he would have. It terrified him.”
― Six of Crows
― Six of Crows
“Raphael looked around at the sombre grey Waters lapping the Walls and the dripping Statues. She didn't say anything.
'It's usually a lot drier than this,' I said quickly in case she was thinking that my Home was inhospitable and damp.”
― Piranesi
'It's usually a lot drier than this,' I said quickly in case she was thinking that my Home was inhospitable and damp.”
― Piranesi
“In my mind are all the tides, their seasons, their ebbs and their flows. In my mind are all the halls, the endless procession of them, the intricate pathways. When this world becomes too much for me, when I grow tired of the noise and the dirt and the people, I close my eyes and I name a particular vestibule to myself; then I name a hall.”
― Piranesi
― Piranesi
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