Taylor

“And even if these scenes of our youth were given back to use we would hardly know what to do. The tender, secret influence that passed from them into us could not rise again. We might be amongst them and move in them; we might remember and love them and be stirred by the sight of them. But it would be like gazing at the photograph of a dead comrade; those are his features, it is his face, and the days we spent together take on a mournful life in the memory; but the man himself it is not”
― Erich Maria Remarque, All Quiet on the Western Front

“That it’s what makes room for the universes inside you, all the endless inbent fractals of connection and symphonies of different voices, the infinities you can never show another soul. And you think it makes you a fraud, the tiny fraction anyone else ever sees? Of course you’re a fraud, of course what people see is never you. And of course you know this, and of course you try to manage what part they see if you know
it’s only a part. Who wouldn’t? It’s called free will, Sherlock. But at the same time it’s why it feels so good to break down and cry in front of
others, or to laugh, or speak in tongues, or chant in Bengali — it’s not English anymore, it’s not getting squeezed through any hole.”
― David Foster Wallace

“Pretend to be good and even God will be fooled”
― Kurt Vonnegut Jr., God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater

“Take twenty years of my life, comrade, and stand up - take more, for I do not know what I can even attempt to do with it now”
― Erich Maria Remarque, All Quiet on the Western Front