Abby

Add friend
Sign in to Goodreads to learn more about Abby.


Loading...
Sylvia Plath
“I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.”
Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

William Faulkner
“[B]ecause the second time I ever saw you I learned what I had read in books but I never had actually believed: that love and suffering are the same thing and that the value of love is the sum of what you have to pay for it and anytime you get it cheap you have cheated yourself.”
William Faulkner

Luke Davies
“Once upon a time, there was Candy and Dan. Things were very hot that year. All the wax was melting in the trees. He would climb balconies, climb everywhere, do anything for her, oh Danny boy. Thousands of birds, the tiniest birds, adorned her hair. Everything was gold. One night the bed caught fire. He was handsome and a very good criminal. We lived on sunlight and chocolate bars. It was the afternoon of extravagant delight. Danny the daredevil. Candy went missing. The days last rays of sunshine cruise like sharks. I want to try it your way this time. You came into my life really fast and I liked it. We squelched in the mud of our joy. I was wet-thighed with surrender. Then there was a gap in things and the whole earth tilted. This is the business. This, is what we're after. With you inside me comes the hatch of death. And perhaps I'll simply never sleep again. The monster in the pool. We are a proper family now with cats and chickens and runner beans. Everywhere I looked. And sometimes I hate you. Friday -- I didn't mean that, mother of the blueness. Angel of the storm. Remember me in my opaqueness. You pointed at the sky, that one called Sirius or dog star, but on here on earth. Fly away sun. Ha ha fucking ha you are so funny Dan. A vase of flowers by the bed. My bare blue knees at dawn. These ruffled sheets and you are gone and I am going to. I broke your head on the back of the bed but the baby he died in the morning. I gave him a name. His name was Thomas. Poor little god. His heart pounds like a voodoo drum.”
Luke Davies, Candy

Christopher McCandless
“...there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.”
Christopher McCandless

Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
“And so it goes...”
Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five

year in books
Itsamem...
37 books | 18 friends

Bruno L...
143 books | 25 friends

Grace K...
14 books | 55 friends

Tee Junior
2 books | 83 friends

Alexand...
2 books | 39 friends

Ashley ...
15 books | 34 friends

Peggy Jane
0 books | 49 friends

Chun Wing
1 book | 10 friends

More friends…


Polls voted on by Abby

Lists liked by Abby