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24c4183 I feel I stand in a desert with my hands outstretched, and you are raining down upon me. Patricia Highsmith
ea53c04 Anticipation! It occurred to him that his anticipation was more pleasant to him than the experiencing. Patricia Highsmith
adfc787 Do people always fall in love with things they can't have?' 'Always,' Carol said, smiling, too. love patricia-highsmith the-price-of-salt starcrossed-lovers forbidden-love impossible-love lesbian in-love unrequited-love Patricia Highsmith
7e9810d It would be Carol, in a thousand cities, a thousand houses, in foreign lands where they would go together, in heaven and in hell. Patricia Highsmith
00c120a I know what they'd like, they'd like a blank they could fill in. A person already filled in disturbs them terribly. Patricia Highsmith
6e18696 But there was not a moment when she did not see Carol in her mind, and all she saw, she seemed to see through Carol. That evening, the dark flat streets of New York, the tomorrow of work, the milk bottle dropped and broken in her sink, became unimportant. She flung herself on her bed and drew a line with a pencil on a piece of paper. And another line, carefully, and another. A world was born around her, like a bright forest with a million s.. Patricia Highsmith
4741761 What was it to love someone, what was love exactly, and why did it end or not end? Those were the real questions, and who could answer them? Patricia Highsmith
a75f5c2 January. It was all things. And it was one thing, like a solid door. Its cold sealed the city in a gray capsule. January was moments, and January was a year. January rained the moments down, and froze them in her memory: [...]Every human action seemed to yield a magic. January was a two-faced month, jangling like jester's bells, crackling like snow crust, pure as any beginning, grim as an old man, mysteriously familiar yet unknown, like a w.. Patricia Highsmith
49866e1 Perhaps it was freedom itself that choked her. Patricia Highsmith
b9f51b3 How was it possible to be afraid and in love... The two things did not go together. How was it possible to be afraid, when the two of them grew stronger together every day? And every night. Every night was different, and every morning. Together they possessed a miracle. Patricia Highsmith
4c61a5f Then Carol slipped her arm under her neck, and all the length of their bodies touched fitting as if something had prearranged it. Happiness was like a green vine spreading through her, stretching fine tendrils, bearing flowers through her flesh. She had a vision of a pale white flower, shimmering as if seen in darkness, or through water. Why did people talk of heaven, she wondered Patricia Highsmith
a7c238c It always gets late with you. - Is that a compliment? Patricia Highsmith
55039e5 Was it love or wasn't it that she felt for Carol? And how absurd it was that she didn't even know. She had heard about girls falling in love, and she knew what kind of people they were and what they looked like. Neither she nor Carol looked like that. Yet the way she felt about Carol passed all the tests for love and fitted all the descriptions. stereotypes love patricia-highsmith the-price-of-salt lesbian lgbt Patricia Highsmith
a2bc735 I think people often try to find through sex things that are much easier to find in other ways. Patricia Highsmith
f9cb236 He liked the fact that Venice had no cars. It made the city human. The streets were like veins, he thought, and the people were the blood, circulating everywhere. Patricia Highsmith
bf393e3 Happiness was like a green vine spreading through her, stretching fine tendrils, bearing flowers through her flesh. Patricia Highsmith
a619b18 They were not friends. They didn't know each other. It struck Tom like a horrible truth, true for all time, true for the people he had known in the past and for those he would know in the future: each had stood and would stand before him, and he would know time and time again that he would never know them, and the worst was that there would always be the illusion, for a time, that he did know them, and that he and they were completely in ha.. Patricia Highsmith
c7e2343 And she did not have to ask if this was right, no one had to tell her, because this could not have been more right or perfect. sex romantic love patricia-highsmith the-price-of-salt lesbian perfect right Patricia Highsmith
c742bd0 I know you have it in you, Guy," Anne said suddenly at the end of a silence, "the capacity to be terribly happy." silence happy human truth terribly strangers-on-a-train patricia-highsmith train strangers Patricia Highsmith
eb7f682 Carol raised her hand slowly and brushed her hair back, once on either side, and Therese smiled because the gesture was Carol, and it was Carol she loved and would always love. Oh, in a different way now because she was a different person, and it was like meeting Carol all over again, but it was still Carol and no one else. It would be Carol, in a thousand cities, a thousand houses, in foreign lands where they would go together, in heaven a.. romantic patricia-highsmith the-price-of-salt declaration-of-love happy-ending soul-mates ending Patricia Highsmith
77cfc27 She thought of people she had seen holding hands in movies, and why shouldn't she and Carol? in-the-closet patricia-highsmith the-price-of-salt gay-rights lesbian lgbt Patricia Highsmith
eb67893 The justice I have received, I shall give back. revenge Patricia Highsmith
48fc46e He loved possessions, not masses of them, but a select few that he did not part with. They gave a man self-respect. Not ostentation but quality, and the love that cherished the quality. Possessions reminded him that he existed, and made him enjoy his existence. It was as simple as that. And wasn't that worth something? He existed. Not many people in the world knew how to, even if they had the money. It really didn't take money, masses of mo.. Patricia Highsmith
c71359a But when they kissed goodnight in bed, Therese felt their sudden release, that leap of response in both of them, as if their bodies were of some materials which put together inevitably created desire. Patricia Highsmith
f7fa752 Their eyes met at the same instant moment, Therese glancing up from a box she was opening, and the woman just turning her head so she looked directly at Therese. She was tall and fair, her long figure graceful in the loose fur coat that she held open with a hand on her waist, her eyes were grey, colorless, yet dominant as light or fire, and, caught by them, Therese could not look away. She heard the customer in front of her repeat a questio.. Patricia Highsmith
6067a83 The night was a time for bestial affinities, for drawing closer to oneself. Patricia Highsmith
b9ceb15 What a strange girl you are. love the-price-of-salt Patricia Highsmith
491464e Do you like her' ''Of course!' What a question! Like asking her if she believe in God. Patricia Highsmith
5385907 Her life was a series of zigzags. At nineteen, she was anxious. character life patricia-highsmith the-price-of-salt teenager young Patricia Highsmith
0ee4394 How easy it was to lie when one had to lie! Patricia Highsmith
df87f21 What could be duller than past history!' Therese said, smiling. 'Maybe futures that won't have any history. Patricia Highsmith
c5c7332 But there were too many points at which the other self could invade the self he wanted to preserve, and there were too many forms of invasion: certain words, sounds, lights, actions his hands or feet performed, and if he did nothing at all, heard and saw nothing, the shouting of some triumphant inner voice that shocked him and cowed him. words mind life inner-voicery strangers-on-a-train patricia-highsmith lights sounds inner-voice shocked invasion train shouting self strangers voice Patricia Highsmith
788e754 Was life, were human relations like this always, Therese wondered. Never solid ground underfoot. Always like gravel, a little yielding, noisy so the whole world could hear, so one always listened, too, for the loud, harsh step of the intruder's foot. Patricia Highsmith
1d9ae0f What chance combination of shadow and sound and his own thoughts had created it? mind thoughts nightp strangers-on-a-train patricia-highsmith trickster sound train shadow strangers creation Patricia Highsmith
666fb3f This is what I like, sitting at a table and watching people go by. It does something to your outlook on life. The Anglo-Saxons make a great mistake not staring at people from a sidewalk table. Patricia Highsmith
f6b98a9 Tom laughed at the phrase "sexual deviation." Where was the sex? Where was the deviation? He looked at Freddie and said low and bitterly: "Freddie Miles, you're a victim of your own dirty mind." Patricia Highsmith
3b81af2 An inarticulate anxiety, a desire to know, know anything, for certain, had jammed itself in her throat so for a moment she felt she could hardly breathe. Do you think, do you think, it began. Do you think both of us will die violently someday, be suddenly shut off? But even that question wasn't definite enough. Perhaps it was a statement after all: I don't want to die yet without knowing you. Do you feel the same way, Carol? She could have .. Patricia Highsmith
e7481cd My angel," Carold said. "Flung out of space." -- Patricia Highsmith
6ec21c3 I think friendships are the result of certain needs that can be completely hidden from both people, sometimes hidden forever. Patricia Highsmith
31fa8c3 Honestly, I don't understand why people get so worked up about a little murder! murder Patricia Highsmith
0f781ab The dusky and faintly sweet smell of her perfume came to Therese again, a smell suggestive of dark green silk, that was hers alone, like the smell of a special flower. Patricia Highsmith
c2408ae At any rate, Therese thought, she was happier than she ever had been before. And why worry about defining everything? labels happy fluid-sexuality patricia-highsmith the-price-of-salt lesbian lgbt sexuality Patricia Highsmith
813ce82 She had seen just now what she had only sensed before, that the whole world was ready to be their enemy, and suddenly what she and Carol had together seemed no longer love or anything happy but a monster between them, with each of them caught in a fist. love patricia-highsmith the-price-of-salt starcrossed-lovers impossible-love lesbian society lgbt Patricia Highsmith
ef42528 If you wanted to be cheerful, or melancholic, or wistful , or thoughtful, or courteous, you simply had to act those things with every gesture. Patricia Highsmith
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