Mass Quotes #12
“It’s hard being left behind. I wait for Henry, not knowing where he is, wondering if he’s okay. It’s hard to be the one who stays.
I keep myself busy. Time goes faster that way.
I go to sleep alone, and wake up alone. I take walks. I work until I’m tired. I watch the wind play with the trash that’s been under the snow all winter. Everything seems simple until you think about it. Why is love intensified by absence?
Long ago, men went to sea, and women waited for them, standing on the edge of the water, scanning the horizon for the tiny ship. Now I wait for Henry. He vanishes unwillingly, without warning. I wait for him. Each moment that I wait feels like a year, an eternity. Each moment is slow and transparent as glass. Through each moment I can see infinite moments lined up, waiting. Why has he gone where I cannot follow?”
– Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler’s Wife
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know you were coming or I’d have cleaned up a little more. My life, I mean, not just the apartment.”
– Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler’s Wife
“‘Bartleby the Scrivener.’ One of Herman Melville’s short stories.”
“I guess. The point is that this guy had lost touch with reality. And you know what happens to him at the end of the story?”
“It’s fiction, Cliff.”
“He dies. That’s what happens. Suggest anything to you?”
“We all die, Cliff.”
– Thomas King, Green Grass, Running Water
“Our lives are defined by opportunities, even the ones we miss.”
– The Curious Case of Benjamin Button
“We’re meant to lose the people we love. How else would we know how important they are?”
– The Curious Case of Benjamin Button
“I think we dream so we don’t have to be apart so long. If we’re in each other’s dreams, we can play together all night.”
– Bill Watterson
“A house without books is like a room without windows.”
– Horace Mann
“Stories never really end…even if the books like to pretend they do. Stories always go on. They don’t end on the last page, any more than they begin on the first page.”
– Cornelia Funke
“Isn’t it odd how much fatter a book gets when you’ve read it several times? As if something were left between the pages every time you read it. Feelings, thoughts, sounds, smells… and then, when you look at the book again many years later, you find yourself there, too, a slightly younger self, slightly different, as if the book had preserved you like a pressed flower…both strange and familiar.”
– Cornelia Funke, Inkspell
“I wouldn’t trade your love for all the candy in this great, big world. Me, I feel so crazy blessed and so lucky, to be the place you go, when you need to feel safe, when you need a kiss. Don’t be afraid, because what you’ll have is me.”
– Plumb, Me
“And we know it’s never simple, never easy
Never a clean break
No one here to save me
You’re the only one I know like the back of my hand”
– Taylor Swift, Breathe
“Fate is like a strange, unpopular restaurant filled with odd little waiters who bring you things you never asked for and don’t always like.”
– Lemony Snicket
“If you are allergic to a thing, it is best not to put that thing in your mouth, particularly if the thing is cats.”
– Lemony Snicket
“Happiness is like a butterfly; the more you chase it, the more it will elude you, but if you turn your attention to other things, it will come and sit softly on your shoulder”
– Henry David Thoreau
“The more research I’ve done on this, the more it seems to be that it’s not the words so much as the force behind them. I think people get too caught up in whether a word is or isn’t offensive and lose sight of what’s actually being said.”
– Justine Larbalestier, LIAR
“Zach was my boyfriend. He told me everything,” she says, but her voice falters. No one tells anyone everything.”
– Justine Larbalestier, LIAR
“Imagining the future is a kind of nostalgia. You spend your whole life stuck in the labyrinth, thinking about how you’ll escape it one day, and how awesome it will be, and imagining that future keeps you going, but you never do it. You just use the future to escape the present.”
– John Green, Looking for Alaska
“People worry about kids playing with guns, and teenagers watching violent videos; we are scared that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands – literally thousands – of songs about broken hearts and rejection and pain and misery and loss.”
– Nick Hornby
“The characters arrive when evoked, but full of the spirit of mutiny. For they have these numerous parallels with people like ourselves, they try to live their own lives and are consequently often engaged in treason against the main scheme of the book. They “run away,” they “get out of hand”: they are creations inside a creation, and often inharmonious towards it; if they are given complete freedom they kick the book to pieces, and if they are kept too sternly in check, they revenge themselves by dying, and destroy it by intestinal decay.”
– E. M. Forester, Aspects of the Novel
“I’d rather have had your freedom than my land.”
Carl shook his head mournfully. “Freedom so often means that one isn’t needed anywhere. Here you are an individual, you have a background of your own, you would be missed. But off there in the cities there are thousands of rolling stones like me. We are all alike; we have no ties, we know nobody, we own nothing. When one of us dies, they scarcely know where to bury him. Our landlady and the delicatessen man are our mourners, and we leave nothing behind us but a frock-coat and a fiddle, or an easel, or a typewriter, or whatever tool we got our living by. All we have ever managed to do is pay our rent, the exorbitant rent that one has to pay for a few square feet of space near the heart of things. We have no house, no place, no people of our own. We live in the streets, in the parks, in the theaters. We sit in restaurants and concert halls and look about at the hundreds of our own kind and shudder.”
– Willa Cather, O Pioneers!
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