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fd6d9fc They're not me, but I wish I was them. Maybe not them, exactly, because they're not so happy either. But I wish I was one of those people, the people who know what to say, the people who can't see the difference. Because it seems to me that you have more chance of being able to live a life you can stand if you're like that. Nick Hornby
34a2c0c I took her outside on to a little roof terrace that looked like it never got the sun at nay time of the day r year, but there was a picnic table and a grill out there anyway. Those little grills are everywhere in England, right? To me they've come to represent the trumph of hope over circumstance, seeing as all you can do is peer at them out the window through the pissing rain. humor london Nick Hornby
7ded203 Why should we be denied basic human rights just because we've messed up our relationships? Nick Hornby
70dd89f My own feeling about JJ, without knowing anything about him, was that he might have been a gay person, because he had long hair and spoke American. A lot of Americans are gay people, aren't they? I know they didn't invent gayness, because they say that was the Greeks. But they helped bring it back into fashion. Being gay was a bit like the Olympics: it disappeared in ancient times, and then they brought it back in the twentieth century. Any.. Nick Hornby
6dcfe81 It's like everyone's a supporting actor in the film of your life story. Nick Hornby
7ef762c You see the profound effect literature can have on life? Who says it's all a waste of time? If only I could produce one book that left someone with that kind of ferocious grievance. If you have read one of my books, you probably feel cheated out of however much money it might have cost you, and you'll certainly begrudge the time you wasted on it. But even at my most bullish and self-aggrandizing, I can't quite make myself believe that I've .. Nick Hornby
15b2d1c You'd think that even a bad doctor on a bad day would feel better than a good drug dealer on a good day, but I suspect that this might not be true. I suspect that drug dealers have days when everything clicks, and it's all buzz buzz buzz, and they chalk off their jobs one by one, and they return home with a sense of accomplishment. Nick Hornby
d381ddc Cynicism is our shared common language, the Esperanto that actually caught on, and though I'm not fluent in it - I like too many things, and I'm not envious of enough people - I know enough to get by. Nick Hornby
dd490e9 He'd still be who he was, and that, it seemed to him, was the basic problem. Nick Hornby
af56df6 What was he doing with her? How on earth could he love her? But he did. Or, at least, she made him feel sick, sad, and distracted. Perhaps there was another way of describing that unique and useless combination of feelings, but "love" would have to do for now." Nick Hornby
73277cc But later, just as we're turning the corner into my road, and I'm beginning to panic about the pain and difficulty of the impending conversation, I see a woman on her own, Saturday-night-smart, off to meet somebody somewhere, friends, or a lover. And when I was living with Laura, I missed... what? Maybe I missed somebody traveling on a bus or tube or cab, *going out of her way*, to meet me, maybe dressed up a little, wearing more makeup tha.. Nick Hornby
84aa87d In Victorian London they used to burn phosphorus at seances in an attempt to see ghosts, and I suspect that the pop-music equivalent is our obsession with B-sides and alternate versions and unreleased material. Nick Hornby
58888f5 I'd never really had arguments like this before, arguments I couldn't understand properly, arguments where both sides were right and wrong all at the same time. Nick Hornby
2ae7946 We fought, Wilkie Collins and I. We fought bitterly and with all our might, to a standstill, over a period of about three weeks, on trains and aeroplanes and by hotel swimming pools. Sometimes - usually late at night, in bed - he could put me out cold with a single paragraph; every time I got through twenty or thirty pages, it felt to me as though I'd socked him good, but it took a lot out of me, and I had to retire to my corner to wipe the.. Nick Hornby
575cd14 She began to fear that she would always be greedy, all the time. Nothing ever seemed to fill her up. Nothing ever seemed to touch the sides. Nick Hornby
062039d I'm still pretty sick about what I've lost, but I only admit it to myself late at night, which is probably why I'm not the best sleeper. loss Nick Hornby
916a074 There is no such thing as an accident. That's what science is all about. (...) There are only patterns we don't yet recognize. Tad Williams
2727ee1 Sometimes I talk about baseball just to annoy people who don't understand it. Tad Williams
6f41693 It is only when our fate hangs in the balance, when our very life depends on something, that we see whether or not we trust that the rope to which we are clinging will support us. If we do not, then we let of of the ledge and swing on it with our full weight. Margaret George
61314ad Most of all I remember the three of them operating during that time as if they were a single person, sharing a single meal, a single body, a single silence, and a single fear. Jhumpa Lahiri
b736db8 Gogol is unaccustomed to this sort of talk at mealtimes, to the indulgent ritual of the lingering meal, and the pleasant aftermath of bottles and crumbs and empty glasses that clutter the table. Jhumpa Lahiri
3e1f463 In the days that follow, he begins to remember things about Moushumi, images that come to him without warning while he is sitting at his desk at work, or during a meeting, or drifting off to sleep, or standing in the mornings under the shower. They are scenes he has carried within him, buried but intact, scenes he has never thought about or had reason to conjure up until now. Jhumpa Lahiri
bc9b4a8 Too much information, and yet, in her case, not enough. In a world of diminishing mystery, the unknown persists. Jhumpa Lahiri
c335bbb And I looked, held prisoner, bound to him. Looked, as he dropped the last of his masks, and showed me the depths of himself, and the wounds of his soul. I would have wept for his hurt, and for mine, had I been able. But his eyes held mine, tearless and open, boundless as the salt sea. His body held mine captive, driving me before his strength, like the west wind in the sails of a bark. And I voyaged into him,as he into me... Diana Gabaldon
dc2560a He wished to cover her with his body, possess her-for if he could do that, he could pretend to himself that she was safe. Covering her so...he might protect her. Or so he felt, even knowing how senseless the feeling was. Diana Gabaldon
e580d08 He had learned early on the trick of living separately in a crowd, private in his mind when his body could not be. But he was born a mountain-dweller, and had learned early, too, the enchantment of solitude, and the healing of quiet places. Diana Gabaldon
b480789 And in the end, it does not matter. I am what God has made me, and must deal with the Times in which He has placed me. Diana Gabaldon
da944e0 And if she had not come back to me...if you had not come...if I had known for sure that both of you were dead...Then I would still have lived...and done what must be done. So will you. Diana Gabaldon
61d5166 There was only one small probelm. It wasn't Frank I reached for, deep in the night, waking out of sleep. It wasn't his smooth, lithe body that walked my dreams a roused me so that I came awake moist and gasping, my heart pounding from the half-remembered touch. But I would never touch that man again. "Jamie," I whispered. "Oh Jamie." frank-randall jamie-fraser Diana Gabaldon
1a15386 How many 'inventions' are really memories, of the things we once knew? Diana Gabaldon
e87b9ff A general cry of "What book? What book? Let us see this famous book!" Diana Gabaldon
6587426 Reading is of course dry work, and further refreshment was called for and consumed. Diana Gabaldon
59c9876 Life on Earth is quite a bargain. Dreams, for one, don't charge admission. Illusions are costly only when lost. Wisława Szymborska
2501818 We call it a grain of sand, but it calls itself neither grain nor sand. It does just fine, without a name, whether general, particular, permanent, passing, incorrect, or apt. Our glance, our touch means nothing to it. It doesn't feel itself seen and touched. And that it fell on the windowsill is only our experience, not its. For it, it is not different from falling on anything else with no assurance that it has finished falling or that it i.. Wisława Szymborska
9efa156 there were doorknobs and doorbells where one touch had covered another beforehand. suitcases checked and standing side by side. one night, perhaps, the same dream grown hazy by morning. every beginning is only a sequel, after all, Wisława Szymborska
da8cef0 for the public, it seemed, preferred to believe that which disturbed it least and to ignore troublesome information. Which is a failing common to all nations. M.M. Kaye
2274968 The real question is not where do ideas come from but where do they go. Paul Beatty
5c923e1 Daddy never believed in closure. He said it was a false psychological concept. Something invented by therapists to assuage white Western guilt. In all his years of study and practice, he'd never heard a patient of color talk of needing "closure." They needed revenge. They needed distance. Forgiveness and a good lawyer maybe, but never closure. He said people mistake suicide, murder, lap band surgery, interracial marriage, and overtipping fo.. Paul Beatty
f981e33 From time to time you'll see documentaries about low-ranked wolves who somehow rise to the top of the pack - an omega that earns a position as an alpha. Frankly, I don't buy it. I think that, in actuality, those documentary makers have misidentified the wolf in the first place. For example, an alpha personality, to the man on the street, is usually considered bold and take-charge and forceful. In the wolf world, though that describes the be.. Jodi Picoult
c26b966 As the twenty-first century unfolds, it is becoming more and more evident that the major problems of our time - energy, the environment, climate change, food security, financial security - cannot be understood in isolation. They are systemic problems, which means that they are all interconnected and interdependent. Ultimately, these problems must be seen as just different facets of one single crisis, which is largely a crisis of perception... Fritjof Capra
aee4d1f After years of seeing the world in absolutes, he has taught me how to pick out all the shades of possibilities. Jodi Picoult
fdafdae Just in case it... doesn't work. I want you to know, Delilah. You have been the biggest adventure of my life. Jodi Picoult
7a7bf37 Things don't always look as they seem. Jodi Picoult
a1d2116 Children are the anchors of a mother's life. --SOPHOCLES, Phaedra, fragment 612 Jodi Picoult