“Love is all right, as things go, but lovers can be a terrible waste of a girl's time.”
― Anna Godbersen, quote from Bright Young Things
“It is easy to forget now, how effervescent and free we all felt that summer.”
― Anna Godbersen, quote from Bright Young Things
“All really interesting girls invent themselves.”
― Anna Godbersen, quote from Bright Young Things
“Among her other talents were forgetting what she did not like and ignoring what she preferred not to see.”
― Anna Godbersen, quote from Bright Young Things
“It is often advantageous to forget. Forget your wincing humiliations, forget life's blows, and get on. For blocks in every direction, down every street in the city, people not yet old enough to have lines on their foreheads were laughing away memory, warmly ensconced in shrines of forgetfulness. Those who followed the word of God and those who preferred what the priests called "hoodoo" alike. People everywhere forgetting with drink or forgetting with religion or forgetting with the numbing quality of their many heaps of things. They looked forward and imagined rosy tomorrows, and gave up whatever horrors heckled their dreams, and listened to the pretty stories of whomever ruled their pulpit.”
― Anna Godbersen, quote from Bright Young Things
“It is easy to forget now, how effervescent and free we all felt that summer. Everything fades: the shimmer of gold over White Cove; the laughter in the night air; the lavender early morning light on the faces of skyscrapers, which had suddenly become so heroically tall. Every dawn seemed to promise fresh miracles, among other joys that are in short supply these days. And so I will try to tell you, while I still remember, how it was then, before everything changed-that final season of the era that roared.”
― Anna Godbersen, quote from Bright Young Things
“That is what I want to tell you about: the girls with their short skirts and bright eyes and big-city dreams.
The girls of 1929.”
― Anna Godbersen, quote from Bright Young Things
“Well, if you weren't flirting with him"-his voice had now grown a little plaintive-"who was he, and what did you want with him anyway?"
"If you are so determined to bore me, I may just have to go home." Astrid sighed carelessly, "What a shame, when I am wearing such a pretty dress.”
― Anna Godbersen, quote from Bright Young Things
“He was just like summer, and she loved summer. If she had any wish, it would be to live a lifetime of summers.”
― Anna Godbersen, quote from Bright Young Things
“In New York there is always something to look at, but it is all infinitely more interesting through a window in the backseat of a limousine.”
― Anna Godbersen, quote from Bright Young Things
“But in that moment she realized how false most smiles were and what a tremendous waste of time.”
― Anna Godbersen, quote from Bright Young Things
“Girls took to dressing like boys, and though women had obtained the vote, we had swiftly moved on to pursuing flashier freedoms: necking in cars and smoking cigarettes and walking down city streets in flesh colored stockings.”
― Anna Godbersen, quote from Bright Young Things
“... and in that part of the world the darkness could go on and on forever, as though there would never be light again. She hadn't ever been able to tolerate that very well.”
― Anna Godbersen, quote from Bright Young Things
“...when girls use the brightness of their eyes or the softness of their skin, they have an uncommon advantage in getting what they want.”
― Anna Godbersen, quote from Bright Young Things
“It was like the color of his eyes, she supposed - not quite one shade or another, and utterly unlike anyone else's.”
― Anna Godbersen, quote from Bright Young Things
Anna Godbersen
Born place: in Berkeley, California, The United States
Born date April 10, 1980
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“I sucked on a blade of grass and watched the millwheel turn. I was lying on my stomach on the stream's opposite bank, my head propped in my hands. There was a tiny rainbow in the mist above the froth and boil at the foot of the waterfall, and an occasional droplet found its way to me. The steady splashing and the sound of the wheel drowned out all other noises in the wood. The mill was deserted today, and I contemplated it because I had not seen its like in ages. Watching the wheel and listening to the water were more than just relaxing. It was somewhat hypnotic. …
My head nodding with each creak of the wheel, I forced everything else from my mind and set about remembering the necessary texture of the sand, its coloration, the temperature, the winds, the touch of salt in the air, the clouds...
I slept then and I dreamed, but not of the place that I sought.
I regarded a big roulette wheel, and we were all of us on it-my brothers, my sisters, myself, and others whom I knew or had known-rising and falling, each with his allotted section. We were all shouting for it to stop for us and wailing as we passed the top and headed down once more. The wheel had begun to slow and I was on the rise. A fair-haired youth hung upside down before me, shouting pleas and warnings that were drowned in the cacophony of voices. His face darkened, writhed, became a horrible thing to behold, and I slashed at the cord that bound his ankle and he fell from sight. The wheel slowed even more as I neared the top, and I saw Lorraine then. She was gesturing, beckoning frantically, and calling my name. I leaned toward her, seeing her clearly, wanting her, wanting to help her. But as the wheel continued its turning she passed from my sight. “Corwin!”
I tried to ignore her cry, for I was almost to the top. It came again, but I tensed myself and prepared to spring upward. If it did not stop for me, I was going to try gimmicking the damned thing, even though falling off would mean my total ruin. I readied myself for the leap. Another click... “Corwin!”
It receded, returned, faded, and I was looking toward the water wheel again with my name echoing in my ears and mingling, merging, fading into the sound of the stream.
…
It plunged for over a thousand feet: a mighty cataract that smote the gray river like an anvil. The currents were rapid and strong, bearing bubbles and flecks of foam a great distance before they finally dissolved. Across from us, perhaps half a mile distant, partly screened by rainbow and mist, like an island slapped by a Titan, a gigantic wheel slowly rotated, ponderous and gleaming. High overhead, enormous birds rode like drifting crucifixes the currents of the air.
We stood there for a fairly long while. Conversation was impossible, which was just as well. After a time, when she turned from it to look at me, narrow-eyed, speculative, I nodded and gestured with my eyes toward the wood. Turning then, we made our way back in the direction from which we had come.
Our return was the same process in reverse, and I managed it with greater ease. When conversation became possible once more, Dara still kept her silence, apparently realizing by then that I was a part of the process of change going on around us.
It was not until we stood beside our own stream once more, watching the small mill wheel in its turning, that she spoke.”
― Roger Zelazny, quote from The Great Book of Amber
“I’m going, and don’t you dare try to stop me.”
I ran through the door, willing myself to make it downstairs before I started to cry.”
― Claudia Gray, quote from Stargazer
“Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.”
― W.B. Yeats, quote from The Collected Poems of W.B. Yeats
“You are perfect for a female."
"Not where I come from."
"Then they're using the wrong standard.”
― J.R. Ward, quote from Lover Unleashed
“But do I have “low intelligence”?”
― Jeff Kinney, quote from Diary of a Wimpy Kid
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