The Familiar Quotes

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Mark Z. Danielewski
“Just a glance at the ragged mess around her fingernails communicated more than the lenghiest essays on the nature of distress.”
Mark Z. Danielewski, One Rainy Day in May

Nick Hornby
“There was an awful lot to be said for familiarity, if you thought about it. It was an extremely underrated virtue, ignorable until the very moment that you were in danger of losing whatever or whoever it was that was familiar—a house, a view, a partner.”
Nick Hornby, Juliet, Naked

Derek     Thompson
“Almost every piece of media people consume, every purchase they make, every design they confront lives on a continuum between fluency and disfluency - ease of thinking and difficulty of thinking. Most people lead lives of quiet fluency. They listen to music that sounds like the music they've already heard. They look forward to movies with characters, actors, and plot that they recognize. they don't heed ideas from opposing parties, particularly if these ideas seem painfully complicated. (...) the greatest joys often come from discovering fluency in places you didn't expect.”
Derek Thompson, Hit Makers: The Science of Popularity in an Age of Distraction

Leigh Bardugo
“You are quite mad,' he said.
'One has to get through the day somehow.”
Leigh Bardugo, The Familiar

Leigh Bardugo
“The rat didn't dream of the ocean, not if it wanted to survive the cat.”
Leigh Bardugo, The Familiar

Leigh Bardugo
“What was worse, Luzia wondered, to be loved so hungrily that only a king could free you? Or to know the man who wanted you most had contemplated dooming you for an eternity?”
Leigh Bardugo, The Familiar

Leigh Bardugo
“After so many years of refusing to die, Santángel had been sure he would be afraid to face the hour of his mortality. But he had no urge to weep or wail. He had seen plenty of the world. Without Luzia at his side, he had no wish to see more of it.”
Leigh Bardugo, The Familiar

Leigh Bardugo
“She reminds his heart to beat again, as she did so long ago. He kisses her fingers, and combs her hair, and he treasures her, as only a man who has lost his luck and found it once more ever can.”
Leigh Bardugo, The Familiar