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Mark Haddon
“And eventually there is no one left in the world except people who don't look at other people's faces and who don't know what these pictures mean and these people are all special people like me. And they like being on their own and I hardly ever see them because they are like okapi in the jungle in the Congo, which are a kind of antelope and very shy and rare. And I can go anywhere in the world and I know that no one is going to talk to me or touch me or ask me a question. But if I don't want to go anywhere I don't have to, and I can stay at home and eat broccoli and oranges and licorice laces all the time, or I can play computer games for a whole week, or I can just sit in the corner of the room and rub £1 coin back and forward over the ripple shapes on the surface of the radiator. And I wouldn't have to go to France.”
Mark Haddon, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time

Mark Haddon
“Metaphors are lies.”
Mark Haddon, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time

Arthur Golden
“If a few minutes of suffering could make me so angry, what would years of it do? Even a stone can be worn down with enough rain.”
Arthur Golden, Memoirs of a Geisha

Mark Haddon
“Sometimes we get sad about things and we don't like to tell other people that we are sad about them. We like to keep it a secret. Or sometimes, we are sad but we really don't know why we are sad, so we say we aren't sad but we really are.”
Mark Haddon, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time

Arthur Golden
“Once when I was a little child of six or so, I watched a spider spinning its web in a corner of the house. Before the spider had even finished its job, a mosquito flew right into the web and was trapped there. The spider didn't pay it any attention at first, but went on with what it was doing; only when it was finished did it creep over on its pointy toes and sting that poor mosquito to death. As I sat there on that wooden floor and watched Hatsumomo come reaching for me with her delicate fingers, I knew I was trapped in a web she had spun for me.”
Arthur Golden Memoirs of a Geisha, Memoirs of a Geisha

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