Desertion Quotes

“It was always the same; other people gave up loving before she did. They got spoilt, or else they went away; in any case, they were partly to blame. Why did it happen so? She herself never changed; when she loved anyone, it was for life. She could not understand desertion; it was something so huge, so monstrous that the notion of it made her little heart break.”
― Émile Zola, Une page d'amour

“Something must be radically wrong with a culture and a civilisation when its youth begins to desert it. Youth is the natural time for revolt, for experiment, for a generous idealism that is eager for action. Any civilisation which has the wisdom of self-preservation will allow a certain margin of freedom for the expression of this youthful mood. But the plain, unpalatable fact is that in America today that margin of freedom has been reduced to the vanishing point. Rebellious youth is not wanted here. In our environment there is nothing to challenge our young men; there is no flexibility, no colour, no possibility for adventure, no chance to shape events more generously than is permitted under the rules of highly organised looting. All our institutional life combines for the common purpose of blackjacking our youth into the acceptance of the status quo; and not acceptance of it merely, but rather its glorification.”
― Harold Edmund Stearns, America and the young intellectual

“Morale still seems reasonably high and, while the desertion rate has risen, it is still limited to those who can walk.”
― Woody Allen

“When desertion is not an option, sabotage is a must.”
― Curious George Brigade

“The news that she had gone of course now spread rapidly, and by lunch time Riseholme had made up its mind what to do, and that was hermetically to close its lips for ever on the subject of Lucia. You might think what you pleased, for it was a free country, but silence was best. But this counsel of perfection was not easy to practice next day when the evening paper came. There, for all the world to read were two quite long paragraphs, in "Five o'clock Chit-Chat," over the renowned signature of Hermione, entirely about Lucia and 25 Brompton Square, and there for all the world to see was the reproduction of one of her most elegant photographs, in which she gazed dreamily outwards and a little upwards, with her fingers still pressed on the last chord of (probably) the Moonlight Sonata. . . . She had come up, so Hermione told countless readers, from her Elizabethan country seat at Riseholme (where she was a neighbour of Miss Olga Bracely) and was settling for the season in the beautiful little house in Brompton Square, which was the freehold property of her husband, and had just come to him on the death of his aunt. It was a veritable treasure house of exquisite furniture, with a charming music-room where Lucia had given Hermione a cup of tea from her marvellous Worcester tea service. . . . (At this point Daisy, whose hands were trembling with passion, exclaimed in a loud and injured voice, "The very day she arrived!") Mrs. Lucas (one of the Warwickshire Smythes by birth) was, as all the world knew, a most accomplished musician and Shakespearean scholar, and had made Riseholme a centre of culture and art. But nobody would suspect the blue stocking in the brilliant, beautiful and witty hostess whose presence would lend an added gaiety to the London season.”
― E.F. Benson, Lucia in London

“Lovecraft says he knows about tentacles
but that motherfucker never bedded a girl from
West Chester
and survived

She was a toothache
that one
and she tasted like crack
the best thing about her
was if I was ever hungry
I could always make a meal out of whatever
was making rest at the corners of her mouth
I can't remember her name
as is the case with most of them
then again I can't remember
how many donuts I ate this morning
or how many beers I'll drink tonight,
tomorrow”
― Dave Matthes, Wanderlust and the Whiskey Bottle Parallel: Poems and Stories

“We do not have the right to dictate to God how love will be revealed in our lives. We are open to all the varied and unexpected ways Love can choose to bless and use us. That is all we need to ensure our happiness. One who knows their connection with divine Love can never feel the isolation of loneliness or the fear of being rejected or deserted. One cannot be separated from or turned away from a love that knows no parting and is present and available under all circumstances.”
― Donna Goddard, The Love of Being Loving

“গায়ে বুনোমাটির গন্ধওয়ালা বয়সে বেশ খানিক ছোট বা বড় ছেলেগুলো ভীষণ শান্ত, অথচ রাগী প্রকৃতির হয়, আদ্যোপান্ত সিগারেটে ডুবে থাকে সারাক্ষণ। কপালের প্রতিটা ভাঁজে ছেলেবেলায় ফেলে আসা কাঠের উনুন, ভাতের থালা, মায়ের সবজি কাটার বঁটি, স্টুডিওতে তোলা পাসপোর্ট ছবি ও বাবার হাওয়া ভরা সাইকেল রাখা থাকে।

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― Kripa Basu, দ্রাঘিমা ও প্রত্নবালিকা

“JAKE DOVER: "The important thing was to be alive at the end; and in this respect, the Yankee and your father were both victors. And in war, or in just plain old day-to-day living, the important thing is to win—not how you win.”
JOHNNY SHAW: “No, sir. I don’t believe that, Mr. Dover.”
JAKE DOVER: “Don’t start jumping to any quick decisions yet; I’ve got more to say. When I get through talking, you can do as you please. And I don’t care what you decide to do. You’ll find that not caring balances off caring too much, when it comes to survival in this world.”
― Charles Willeford, The Difference