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"the wind blows some of them back on me."

"But if women are supposed to be led by men and there aren't any men to lead them, what happens then? What happens then?"

"Why," she said, "I'm talking about my life. I've got you to take care of and feed and torment and trick and love—l've got you to put up. with. From now on, I can have a wonderful time complaining about being a woman. But I won't be terrified that I'm not one."

"What kind of room do you think Giovanni should be living in" the room as a symbol of depression and lack of self worth

"He smiled, "Why, you will go home and then you will find that home is not home anymore. Then you will really be in trouble. As long as you stay here, you can always think: One day I will go home."

"He could not endure being very far from me for very long. I was the only person on God's cold, green earth who cared about him, who knew his speech and silence, knew his arms, and did not carry a knife. The burden of his salvation seemed to be on me and I could not endure it."

"It would help if i were able to feel guilty. But the end of innocence is also the end of guilt."

"For neither my father nor Hella was real at that moment. And yet even this was not as real as my despairing sense that nothing was real for me, nothing would ever be real for me again—unless, indeed, this sensation of falling was reality."

"Giovanni smiled his humble, grateful smile and told me in as many ways as he could find how wonderful it was to have me there, how I stood, with my love and my ingenuity, between him and the dark."

bottom of page 87 and top of page 88 describing the trash holy shit.

"all of the garbage of this city?
Where do they take it? I don't know where they take it-but it might very well be my room."
"But I sensed, when I woke up and looked around the room, the bravado and the cowardice of his figure of speech. This was not the garbage of Paris, which would have been anonymous: this was Giovanni's regurgitated life."

"that room. It became, in a way, every room I had ever been in and every room I find myself in hereafter will remind me of Giovanni's room. I did not really stay there very long. we met before the spring began and I left there during the summer but it still seems to me that I spent a lifetime there. Life in that room seemed to be occurring underwater, as I say, and it is certain that I underwent a sea change there"

"With this fearful intimation there opened in me a hatred for Giovanni which was as powerful as my love and which was nourished by the same roots."

"Wherever we ate breakfast and wherever we walked, when we got home we were always too tired to sleep right away."

"not many people have ever died of love. But multitudes have perished, and are perishing every hour—and in the oddest places!—for the lack of it."

the entirety of pages 56 and 57 wow!!

"Love him," said Jacques, with vehemence, "love him and let him love you. Do you think anything else under heaven really matters? And how long, at the best, can it last since you are both men and still have everywhere to go? Only five minutes, I assure you, only five minutes, and most of that, hélas! in the dark."

"Confusion is a luxury which only the very, very young can possibly afford and you are not that young anymore"

"And you know what happens in this water, time? The big fish eat the little fish. That's all. The big fish eat the little fish and the ocean doesn't care."

"the world is mostly divided between madmen who remember and madmen who forget. Heroes are rare." This entire page is mind blowing

"'No one can stay in the garden of Eden,' Jacques said. And then: 'I wonder why.'"

"it was mainly because [my father] would then have had to face the knowledge that he had left something, somewhere, undone, something of the utmost importance."