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“There is the family of our birth and then there is a more noble world to which we really belong; the richness of this ideal world is often proportional to the poverty of the real, as personal grandiosity is proportional to shame.”
― Trickster Makes This World: Mischief, Myth, and Art
― Trickster Makes This World: Mischief, Myth, and Art
“When I talk to you I am happy. Because you listen, and my words find a home.”
― The Book of Questions: Volume I [I. The Book of Questions, II. The Book of Yukel, III. Return to the Book]
― The Book of Questions: Volume I [I. The Book of Questions, II. The Book of Yukel, III. Return to the Book]
“The act of love, for instance, is a confession. Selfishness screams aloud, vanity shows off, or else true generosity reveals itself.”
― The Fall
― The Fall
“I knew you were too fine for me."
"No," she protested. "I'm not a highborn lady, I'm a commoner."
"There's nothing common about you." Ethan began to play with her hair, sifting his fingers through it, lifting a lock to brush the ends against his lips and cheeks. "Do you want to know why I gave you violets? They're beautiful and small, but tough enough to grow in the cracks of city pavement. More than once, I've been in some dark place and seen them clustered near a broken stoop, or at the base of a brick wall, bright as jewels. Even without sunlight or good soil, they show up to do a flower's job.”
― Hello Stranger
"No," she protested. "I'm not a highborn lady, I'm a commoner."
"There's nothing common about you." Ethan began to play with her hair, sifting his fingers through it, lifting a lock to brush the ends against his lips and cheeks. "Do you want to know why I gave you violets? They're beautiful and small, but tough enough to grow in the cracks of city pavement. More than once, I've been in some dark place and seen them clustered near a broken stoop, or at the base of a brick wall, bright as jewels. Even without sunlight or good soil, they show up to do a flower's job.”
― Hello Stranger
“What escapes us tears us from ourselves and ruins us. I seek what cannot be sought. I am a miscarried void, the hollowest quest.”
― The Book of Questions: Volume I [I. The Book of Questions, II. The Book of Yukel, III. Return to the Book]
― The Book of Questions: Volume I [I. The Book of Questions, II. The Book of Yukel, III. Return to the Book]
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