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  • #1
    Madeline Miller
    “I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #2
    Madeline Miller
    “In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #3
    Madeline Miller
    “Humbling women seems to me a chief pastime of poets. As if there can be no story unless we crawl and weep.”
    Madeline Miller, Circe

  • #4
    Madeline Miller
    “I thought: I cannot bear this world a moment longer. Then, child, make another.”
    Madeline Miller, Circe

  • #5
    Madeline Miller
    “It is a common saying that women are delicate creatures, flowers, eggs, anything that may be crushed in a moment's carelessness. If I had ever believed it, I no longer did.”
    Madeline Miller, Circe

  • #6
    Madeline Miller
    “I thought once that gods are the opposite of death, but I see now they are more dead than anything, for they are unchanging, and can hold nothing in their hands.”
    Madeline Miller, Circe

  • #7
    Madeline Miller
    “I would say, some people are like constellations that only touch the earth for a season.”
    Madeline Miller, Circe

  • #8
    Madeline Miller
    “So many years I had spent as a child sifting his bright features for his thoughts, trying to glimpse among them one that bore my name. But he was a harp with only one string, and the note it played was himself.

    “You have always been the worst of my children,” he said. “Be sure to not dishonor me.”

    “I have a better idea. I will do as I please, and when you count your children, leave me out.”
    Madeline Miller, Circe

  • #9
    Madeline Miller
    “You threw me to the crows, but it turns out I prefer them to you.”
    Madeline Miller, Circe

  • #10
    Madeline Miller
    “The thought was this: that all my life had been murk and depths, but I was not a part of that dark water. I was a creature within it.”
    Madeline Miller, Circe

  • #11
    Madeline Miller
    “That is one thing gods and mortals share. When we are young, we think ourselves the first to have each feeling in the world.”
    Madeline Miller, Circe

  • #12
    Madeline Miller
    “Only that: we are here. This is what it means to swim in the tide, to walk the earth and feel it touch your feet. This is what it means to be alive.”
    Madeline Miller, Circe

  • #13
    Madeline Miller
    “But perhaps no parent can truly see their child. When we look we see only the mirror of our own faults.”
    Madeline Miller, Circe

  • #14
    Madeline Miller
    “You cannot know how frightened gods are of pain. There is nothing more foreign to them, and so nothing they ache more deeply to see.”
    Madeline Miller, Circe

  • #15
    Madeline Miller
    “I stopped watching for ridicule, the scorpion's tail hidden in his words. He said what he meant; he was puzzled if you did not. Some people might have mistaken this for simplicity. But is it not a sort of genius to cut always to the heart?”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #16
    Madeline Miller
    “He was another knife I could feel it. A different sort, but a knife still. I did not care. I thought: give me the blade. Some things are worth spilling blood for.”
    Madeline Miller, Circe

  • #17
    Madeline Miller
    “I had been old and stern for so long, carved with regrets and years like a monolith. But that was only a shape I had been poured into. I did not have to keep it.”
    Madeline Miller, Circe

  • #18
    Madeline Miller
    “I wake sometimes in the dark terrified by my life's precariousness, its thready breath. Beside me, my husband's pulse beats at his throat; in their beds, my children's skin shows every faintest scratch. A breeze would blow them over, and the world is filled with more than breezes: diseases and disasters, monsters and pain in a thousand variations. I do not forget either my father and his kind hanging over us, bright and sharp as swords, aimed at our tearing flesh. If they do not fall on us in spite and malice, then they will fall by accident or whim. My breath fights in my throat. How can I live on beneath such a burden of doom? I rise then and go to my herbs. I create something, I transform something. My witchcraft is as strong as ever, stronger. This too is good fortune. How many have such power and leisure and defense as I do? Telemachus comes from our bed to find me. He sits with me in the greensmelling darkness, holding my hand. Our faces are both lined now, marked with our years. Circe, he says, it will be all right. It is not the saying of an oracle or a prophet. They are words you might speak to a child. I have heard him say them to our daughters, when he rocked them back to sleep from a nightmare, when he dressed their small cuts, soothed whatever stung. His skin is familiar as my own beneath my fingers. I listen to his breath, warm upon the night air, and somehow I am comforted. He does not mean it does not hurt. He does not mean we are not frightened. Only that: we are here. This is what it means to swim in the tide, to walk the earth and feel it touch your feet. This is what it means to be alive.”
    Madeline Miller, Circe

  • #19
    Meg Wolitzer
    “But, she knew, you didn’t have to marry your soulmate, and you didn’t even have to marry an Interesting. You didn’t always need to be the dazzler, the firecracker, the one who cracked everyone up, or made everyone want to sleep with you, or be the one who wrote and starred in the play that got the standing ovation. You could cease to be obsessed with the idea of being interesting.”
    Meg Wolitzer, The Interestings

  • #20
    Meg Wolitzer
    “She recognized that that is how friendships begin: one person reveals a moment of strangeness, and the other person decides just to listen and not exploit it.”
    Meg Wolitzer, The Interestings

  • #21
    Meg Wolitzer
    “People could not get enough of what they had lost, even if they no longer wanted it.”
    Meg Wolitzer, The Interestings

  • #22
    Meg Wolitzer
    “I always thought it was the saddest and most devastating ending. How you could have these enormous dreams that never get met. How without knowing it you could just make yourself smaller over time. I don't want that to happen to me.”
    Meg Wolitzer, The Interestings

  • #23
    Meg Wolitzer
    “You stayed around your children as long as you could, inhaling the ambient gold shavings of their childhood, and at the last minute you tried to see them off into life and hoped that the little piece of time you’d given them was enough to prevent them from one day feeling lonely and afraid and hopeless. You wouldn’t know the outcome for a long time.”
    Meg Wolitzer, The Ten-Year Nap

  • #24
    Meg Wolitzer
    “And didn't it always go like that--body parts not lining up the way you wanted them to, all of it a little bit off, as if the world itself were an animated sequence of longing and envy and self-hatred and grandiosity and failure and success, a strange and endless cartoon loop that you couldn't stop watching, because, despite all you knew by now, it was still so interesting.”
    Meg Wolitzer, The Interestings

  • #25
    Meg Wolitzer
    “But clearly life took people and shook them around until finally they were unrecognizable even to those who had once known them well. Still, there was power in once having known someone.”
    Meg Wolitzer, The Interestings

  • #26
    Meg Wolitzer
    “You know, I sometimes think that the most effective people in the world are introverts who taught themselves how to be extroverts.”
    Meg Wolitzer, The Female Persuasion

  • #27
    Meg Wolitzer
    “Part of the beauty of love was that you didn’t need to explain it to anyone else. You could refuse to explain. With love, apparently you didn’t necessarily feel the need to explain anything at all.”
    Meg Wolitzer, The Interestings
    tags: love

  • #28
    Meg Wolitzer
    “I think that’s what the people who change our lives always do. They give us permission to be the person we secretly really long to be but maybe don’t feel we’re allowed to be.”
    Meg Wolitzer, The Female Persuasion

  • #29
    Meg Wolitzer
    “And specialness - everyone wants it. But Jesus, is it the most essential thing there is? Most people aren't talented. So what are they supposed to do - kill themselves?”
    Meg Wolitzer, The Interestings

  • #30
    Meg Wolitzer
    “Self-preservation is as important as generosity. Because if you don't preserve yourself, keep enough for yourself, then of course you have nothing to give.”
    Meg Wolitzer, The Female Persuasion



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