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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| cbb130c | He took away chunks of me with blase swipes: my independence, my pride, my esteem. I gave, and he took and took. He Giving Treed me out of existence. That whore, he picked that little whore over me. He killed my soul, which should be a crime. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| 28dcb96 | Amy knew that was what I had loved most about us back when I loved us: not the big moments, not the Romantic with capital-R moments, but our secret inside jokes. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| ac2c084 | sat in groups together purging ourselves, theoretically, of anger and self-hatred. We learned not to turn on ourselves. We learned to blame. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| 739f518 | I'm so much happier now that I'm dead. Technically missing. Soon to be presumed dead. Gone. And my lazy lying shitting oblivious husband will go to prison for my murder. Nick Dunne took my pride and my dignity and my hope and my money. He took and took from me until I no longer existed. That's murder. Let the punishment fit the crime. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| f368e26 | Lately, I've been leaning towards kindness. - Camille Preaker | hopeful | Gillian Flynn | |
| 73c80d4 | I wanted to slice barren into my skin. That's how I'd stay, my insides unused. Empty and pristine. I pictured my pelvis split open, to reveal a tidy hollow, like the nest of a vanished animal. | sharp-objects | Gillian Flynn | |
| b1bcd0d | I like old movies on television where a man lights a woman's cigarette. That's all they seemed to do in those old movies, the men and women. I'm normally so totally disregardless. But every time I see an old movie on television, I keep a sharp eye out for a man lighting a woman's cigarette. | Don DeLillo | ||
| 07e576a | The supermarket shelves have been rearranged. It happened one day without warning. There is agitation and panic in the aisles, dismay in the faces of older shoppers. They walk in a fragmented trance, stop and go, clusters of well-dressed figures frozen in the aisles, trying to figure out the pattern, discern the underlying logic, trying to remember where they'd seen the Cream of Wheat. | Don DeLillo | ||
| 2fa9557 | Solitude asks no pledges of anyone. | Don DeLillo | ||
| 0ef3f4a | Marriage is not only time: it is also, parodoxically, the denial of time. For forty years I saw myself through John's eyes. I did not age. | Joan Didion | ||
| af7b5db | It is the season of suicide and divorce and prickly dread, wherever the wind blows. | Joan Didion | ||
| 89ea778 | the revelation that the dream was teaching the dreamers how to live. | Joan Didion | ||
| 3e45dc8 | They mentioned everything but one thing: that she had left the point in a bedroom in Encino. | Joan Didion | ||
| 3c00ca5 | We all remember what we need to remember. | Joan Didion | ||
| 9dc1bac | There could be no snake in Quntana Roo's garden. Only later did I see that I had been raising her as a doll. | Joan Didion | ||
| 08998eb | Grief turns out to be a place none of us know until we reach it. We anticipate (we know) that someone close to us could die, but we do not look beyond the few days or weeks that immediately follow such an imagined death. We misconstrue the nature of even those few days or weeks. We might expect if the death is sudden to feel shock. We do not expect this shock to be obliterative, dislocating to both body and mind. We might expect that we wil.. | Joan Didion | ||
| ead5fb8 | I think we are well advised to keep on nodding terms with the people we used to be, whether we find them attractive company or not. | Joan Didion | ||
| c2916d7 | Margaret, are you grieving Over Goldengrove unleaving? . . . It is the blight man was born for, It is Margaret you mourn for. | Joan Didion | ||
| a8a67e9 | About the cathouse: the notion that an accepted element in the social order is a whorehouse goes hand in hand with the woman on a pedestal. | Joan Didion | ||
| 8dfa3b6 | This process, one of trading the state to outside owners in exchange for their (it now seems) entirely temporary agreement to enrich us, in toher words the pauperization of California, had in fact begun at the time Americans first entered the state, took what they could, and, abetted by the native weekness for boosterism, set about selling the rest. | Joan Didion | ||
| 6b2b92b | Memory fades, memory adjusts , memory conforms to what we think we remember. | Joan Didion | ||
| c585924 | The death of a parent, he wrote, "despite our preparation, indeed, despite our age, dislodges things deep in us, sets off reactions that surprise us and that may cut free memories and feelings that we had thought gone to ground long ago." -- | Joan Didion | ||
| aff1729 | I am an anthropologist who lost faith in her own method, who stopped believing that observable activity defined anthropos. | joan-didion social-science | Joan Didion | |
| 1a93866 | I think I have never known anyone who led quite unexamined a life. | charlotte-douglas didion | Joan Didion | |
| 00d7fc8 | Grief has no distance. Grief comes in waves, paroxysms, sudden apprehensions that weaken the knees and blind the eyes and obliterate the dailiness of life. | Joan Didion | ||
| a4bf19a | This is my attempt to make sense of the period that followed, weeks and then months that cut loose any fixed idea I had ever had about death, about illness, about probability and luck, about good fortune and bad, about marriage and children and memory, about grief, about the ways in which people do and do not deal with the fact that life ends, about the shallowness of sanity, about life itself. | Joan Didion | ||
| 5f99686 | I am what I am. To look for 'reasons' is beside the point. | Joan Didion | ||
| cc84b8e | their suburbia house in Brentwood" was how she referred to the house when we bought it, a twelve-year-old establishing that it was not her decision, not her taste, a child claiming the distance all children imagine themselves to need." | Joan Didion | ||
| 054158f | I put the word "diagnosis" in quotes because I have not yet seen that case in which a "diagnosis" led to a "cure," or in fact to any outcome other than a confirmed, and therefore an enforced, debility." | diagnosis health medicine | Joan Didion | |
| 34e7a71 | I invent a reason for the Hertz attendant to start the rental car. I am seventy-five years old: this is not the reason I give. | Joan Didion | ||
| 89bf17a | Try to think about having enough left to break a bottle over it. | Joan Didion | ||
| 93843bb | Did not the Donner-Reed Party, after all, eat its own dead to reach Sacramento? | Joan Didion | ||
| a73bf09 | Death," he wrote, "so omnipresent in the past that it was familiar, would be effaced, would disappear. It would become shameful and forbidden." | Joan Didion | ||
| ecf7e87 | Yet I had always at some level apprehended, because I was born fearful, that some events in life would remain beyond my ability to control or manage them. Some events would just happen. | Joan Didion | ||
| 1d20af2 | You couldn't pay for her hats,' her father, a ship's captain, had told her suitors by way of discouragement, and perhaps they had all been discouraged but my grandfather, an innocent from the Georgetown Divide who read books. | Joan Didion | ||
| a7fb4ec | In the South they are convinced that they have bloodied their place with history. In the West we do not believe that anything we do can bloody the land, or change it, or touch it. | south west | Joan Didion | |
| 8abd1a3 | Yet I was myself in no way prepared to accept this news as final: there was a level on which I believed that what had happened remained reversible. That was why I needed to be alone. After | Joan Didion | ||
| 6bc454d | Grief comes in waves, paroxysms, sudden apprehensions that weaken the knees and blind the eyes and obliterate the dailiness of life. | Joan Didion | ||
| ef0afe3 | We had gone with David and Jean Halberstam to see the Lakers play the Knicks. David had gotten seats through the commissioner of the NBA, David Stern. The Lakers won. Rain had been sluicing down the glass beyond the escalator. "It's good luck, an omen, a great way to start this trip," I remembered John saying. He did not mean the good seats and he did not mean the Laker win and he did not mean the rain, he meant we were doing something we d.. | Joan Didion | ||
| 3211480 | I sat by the window and watched the ice floes on the Hudson and thought about the sentence. It was as close a declaration of love as J.J. was capable of making. It was not the kind of sentence, if you had written it, you would want wrong, but neither was it the kind of sentence, if that was the way you had written it, you would want changed. How had he written it? What did he have in mind? How would he want it? The decision was left to me. .. | Joan Didion | ||
| 0d74ea7 | Grief turns out to be a place none of us know until we reach it. | Joan Didion | ||
| 1f96880 | About Georgia O'Keeffe) At the Art Students League in New York one of her fellow students advised her that, since he would be a great painter and she would end up teaching painting in a girs' school, any work of hers was less important than modeling for him. Another painted over her work to show her how the Impressionists did trees. She had not before heard how the Impressionists did trees and she did not much care. At twenty-four she left .. | Joan Didion | ||
| 461d022 | I suppose everything had changed and nothing had. | Joan Didion | ||
| 0317205 | sensations of somatic distress occurring in waves lasting from twenty minutes to an hour at a time, a feeling of tightness in the throat, choking with shortness of breath, need for sighing, and an empty feeling in the abdomen, lack of muscular power, and an intense subjective distress described as tension or mental pain." Tightness in the throat." | Joan Didion |