October 2010
“It’s clear to me now that I have been moving toward you and you toward me for a long time. Though neither of us was aware of the other before we met, there was a kind of mindless certainty bumming blithely along beneath our ignorance that ensured we would come together. Like two solitary birds flying the great prairies by celestial reckoning, all of these years and lifetimes we have been moving toward one another.”
—The Bridges of Madison County, Robert James Waller (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
“I have a very child-like rage and a very child-like loneliness.”
—Richey James Edwards (via jacvanek)
“It had been so beautiful. Life had been so simple and so terribly beautiful.”
—The Crying Tree: A Novel, Naseem Rakha (via jacvanek)
“Memory is the only thing that binds you to earlier selves; for the rest, you become an entirely different being every decade or so, sloughing off the old persona, renewing and moving on. You are not who you were, he told her, nor who you will be.”
—Charlotte Gray, Sebastian Faulks (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
“We are travelers on a cosmic journey, stardust, swirling and dancing in the eddies and whirlpools of infinity. Life is eternal. We have stopped for a moment to encounter each other, to meet, to love, to share. This is a precious moment. It is a little parenthesis in eternity.”
—Paulo Coelho (via jacvanek)
“There are two kind of men,’ said Ka, in a didatic voice. ‘The first kind does not fall in love until he’s seen how the girls eats a sandwich, how she combs her hair, what sort of nonsense she cares about, why she’s angry at her father, and what sort of stories people tell about her. The second type of man — and I am in this category — can fall in love with a woman only if he knows next to nothing about her.”
—Snow, Orhan Pamuk (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
“It isn’t possible to love and part. You will wish that it was. You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you. I know by experience that the poets are right: love is eternal.”
—A Room With A View, E.M. Forster (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
“The soul is a terrible reality. It can be bought and sold and bartered away.”
—The Picture of Dorian Gray, Oscar Wilde (via jacvanek)
“She was terrific to hold hands with. Most girls if you hold hands with them, their goddamn hand dies on you, or else they think they have to keep moving their hand all the time, as if they were afraid they’d bore you or something. Jane was different. We’d get into a goddamn movie or something, and right away we’d start holding hands, and we wouldn’t quit till the movie was over. And without changing the position or making a big deal out of it. You never even worried, with Jane, whether your hand was sweaty or not. All you knew was, you were happy. You really were.”
—The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger (via jacvanek)
“Nobody notices when we leave. I mean, the moment when we really choose to go. At best you might feel, a whisper or the wave of a whisper, undulating down.”
—The Lovely Bones (via jacvanek)
“In a universe of ambiguity, this kind of certainty comes only once, and never again, no matter how many lifetimes you live.”
—The Bridges of Madison County, Robert James Waller (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
“It had been so beautiful. Life had been so simple and so terribly beautiful.”
—The Crying Tree: A Novel, Naseem Rakha (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
“In my next life I want to live my life backwards. You start out dead and get that out of the way. Then you wake up in an old people’s home feeling better every day. You get kicked out for being too healthy, go collect your pension, and then when you start work, you get a gold watch and a party on your first day. You work for 40 years until you’re young enough to enjoy your retirement. You party, drink alcohol, and are generally promiscuous, then you are ready for high school. You then go to primary school, you become a kid, you play. You have no responsibilities, you become a baby until you are born. And then you spend your last 9 months floating in luxurious spa-like conditions with central heating and room service on tap, larger quarters every day and then Voila! You finish off as an orgasm!”
—Woody Allen (via beautilation)
“We are so limited, you have to use the same word for loving Rosaleen as you do for loving Coke with peanuts. Isn’t that a shame we don’t have many more ways to say it?”
—The Secret Life of Bees, Sue Monk Kidd (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
