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"turning the pages is hard not because i don’t enjoy the book but because the fragile pages don’t do well in such a massive book" — Dec 28, 2023 05:08AM
"turning the pages is hard not because i don’t enjoy the book but because the fragile pages don’t do well in such a massive book" — Dec 28, 2023 05:08AM
“Forgive me, for all the things I did but mostly for the ones that I did not.”
― The Secret History
― The Secret History
“I, too, want to feel the heat with somebody or, at worst, I want to be a child of the heat's eager production, the smoke that rises & dances thick in the air, a ghost over those who labor in our names & then become the ghosts themselves & it's a shame our wings don't arrive until after we've already raced off the cliff & met whatever waits below & it's a shame to still have living hands & barely anything left worthy of touch.”
― They Can't Kill Us Until They Kill Us: Essays
― They Can't Kill Us Until They Kill Us: Essays
“Intimacy can be an unbearable burden for those who, first experiencing it after a lifetime of proud self-sufficiency, suddenly realize it makes their world complete. Finding bliss becomes one with the fear of losing it. They doubt their right to hold someone else accountable for their happiness; they worry that their loved one may find their reverence tedious; they fear their yearning may have distorted their features in ways they cannot see. Thus, as the weight of all these questions and concerns bends them inward, their newfound joy in companionship turns into a deeper expression of the solitude they thought they had left behind.”
― Trust
― Trust
“How tremendous the agony of unmade decisions.”
― If We Were Villains
― If We Were Villains
“To a parent, your child wasn't just a person: your child was a place, a kind of Narnia, a vast eternal place where the present you were living and the past you remembered and the future you longed for all at the same time. You could see it every time you looked at her: layered in her face was the baby she'd been and the child she'd become and the adult she would grow up to be, and you saw them all simultaneously, like a 3-D image. It made your head spin. It was a place you could take refuge, if you knew how to get in. And each time you left it, each time your child passed out of your sight, you feared you might never be able to return to that place again.”
― Little Fires Everywhere
― Little Fires Everywhere
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