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“Elsewhere is a negative mirror. The traveler recognizes the little that is his, discovering the much he has not had and will never have.”

"The city, however, does not tell its past, but contains it like the lines of a hand, written in the corners of the streets, the gratings of the windows, the banisters of the steps, the antennae of the lightning rods, the poles of the flags, every segment marked in turn with scratches, indentations, scrolls."

“But you can’t make people listen. They have to come round in their own time, wondering what happened and why the world blew up under them.”

“Monday burn Millay, Wednesday Whitman, Friday Faulkner, burn ‘em to ashes, then burn the ashes.”

“The newborn babies would cry intermittently. Although there was no cradle in my room, I too had delivered. I felt no different from the women in the next room.”

“I felt attracted to the gentle, fair-haired boy with whom I had been dancing for most of the evening. The first time since I learned I was pregnant. So, nothing could stop a woman’s cunt from stretching and opening, even when her belly already contained an embryo that would receive a stranger’s spurt of semen without flinching.”

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“In his mind, I had moved on from the type of girl who might say no to the type who had undoubtedly said yes. At a time when this distinction was paramount and dictated boys’ attitudes towards girls, Jean T was merely being pragmatic, confident that he could no longer get me pregnant since I was already expecting.”

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“Although I did not share my father’s aversion to ugliness, which often led us to associate with stupid people, I felt vaguely uncomfortable with anyone devoid of physical charms. Their resignation to the fact that they were unattractive seemed to me somehow indecent.”

Lol how French

“I’m not against a bit of superstition. It gives people the idea that this world’s not everything.”

"We can love with our minds, but can we love only with our minds? Love extends itself all the time, so that we can love even with our senseless nails: we love even with our clothes, so that a sleeve can feel a sleeve."

"It's a strange thing to discover and to believe that you are loved, when you know that there is nothing in you for anybody but a parent or a God to love."

“…hadn’t she always in those days been careful to write to me, as she put it, ‘between the lines’? But this latest love had burst the cage of lines. It had refused to be kept between them out of sight.”

“So long as one is happy one can endure any discipline: it was unhappiness that broke down the habits of work.”

“”You’ve got to get off the Wheel of Fear. Onto the Wheel of Freedom.” Al pushed her hair back, smiling bravely. “It sounds a bit too athletic for me.””

“She was disappointed to find that your handwriting can’t shed any light on your future. It only tells of character, and your present and your past, and her present and her past she was clear about. As for her character, she didn’t seem to have any. It was because of her character that she was reduced to going to bookshops.”

“The wedding was designed to be exhausting, to wring value from each moment they had paid for.”

Timely: “At one age — very young — it occurs to you that you’ll never be a ballet dancer. At a later age, you think you’ll never be this, never be that. You make your life around what you have left, what doors haven’t closed.”

“A bad idea had its own relentless logic, a momentum that was queasy but also correct.”

“‘You know, you’re a little complicated after all.’ ‘Oh no,’ she assured him hastily. ‘No, I’m not really — I’m just a — I’m just a whole lot of different simple people.’”

“One writes of scars healed, a loose parallel to the pathology of the skin, but there is no such thing in the life of an individual. … The marks of suffering are more comparable to the loss of a finger, or of the sight of an eye. We may not miss them, either, for one minute in a year, but if we should there is nothing to be done about it.”

“The truth was that for some months he had been going through that partitioning of the things of youth wherein it is decided whether or not to die for what one no longer believes …, he used to think that he wanted to be good, he wanted to be kind, he wanted to be brave and wise, but it was all pretty difficult. He wanted to be loved, too, if he could fit it in.”

“He put his two hands together and felt the palms. They were not dead and he could bring the pain of life by simply opening and closing them. He leaned his back against the stern and knew he was not dead. His shoulders told him.”

“He always thought of the sea as la mar which is what people call her in Spanish when they love her. …

But the old man always thought of her as feminine and as something that gave or withheld great favours, and if she did wild or wicked things it was because she could not help them. The moon affects her as it does a woman, he thought.”

“Not only are you beautiful but you are somehow on the grand scale. Everything you do, like pretending to be in love or pretending to be shy, gets across.”

“If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.”

“You have nice manners for a thief and a liar,” said the dragon. “You seem familiar with my name, but I don’t seem to remember smelling you before.”

“He was trembling with fear, but his little face was set and grim. Already he was a very different hobbit from the one that had run out without a pocket-handkerchief from Bag-End long ago.”

“In relative terms, is she more or less attractive than you?” “That’s the most depressing thing you could possibly say to me.”

“It was a mystery to me how Svetlana generated so many opinions. Any piece of information seemed to produce an opinion on contact. Meanwhile, I went from class to class, read hundreds, thousands of pages of the distilled ideas of the great thinkers of human history, and nothing happened.”

“She remembered that he had yet to learn to be laughed at, and it was rather too early to begin.”