“Sometimes I feel like relationships consist of telling your same life stories to different people until someone finally appreciates them.”
― Kate Rockland, quote from Falling Is Like This
“Unhappiness slowly creeps up on you, like a shape-shifting monster waiting in the darkness of your hallway, his bulging eyes watching your every move. The breath on his slimy tongue makes the hairs on your neck stand up.”
― Kate Rockland, quote from Falling Is Like This
“In reality punk people are usually the gentlest, kindest folks you'll ever know. They're like hippies, only they wear way more black.”
― Kate Rockland, quote from Falling Is Like This
“In my family strange is relative.”
― Kate Rockland, quote from Falling Is Like This
“I swear you must have a rainbow shooting out of your ass, you're so bright and shiny and wonderful.”
― Kate Rockland, quote from Falling Is Like This
“Manhattan can act as a giant suction cup, sucking you into its folds. The city breeds no wimps and makes no apologies.”
― Kate Rockland, quote from Falling Is Like This
“I thought about the cast of The Wizard of Oz on the yellow brick road and wondered which character I was. Perhaps the Tin Man, in search of a red, pulsating heart. Or at least someone to give it to.”
― Kate Rockland, quote from Falling Is Like This
“I loved our mutual corny sense of humor. Underneath all his macho bravado, he was a dork. Just like me.”
― Kate Rockland, quote from Falling Is Like This
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“I am fascinated by the evolution of language, and how local versions diverge to become dialects like Cornish English and Geordie and then imperceptibly diverge further to become mutually unintelligible but obviously related languages like German and Dutch. The analogy to genetic evolution is close enough to be illuminating and misleading at the same time. When populations diverge to become species, the time of separation is defined as the moment when they can no longer interbreed. I suggest that two dialects should be deemed to reach the status of separate languages when they have diverged to an analogously critical point: the point where, if a native speaker of one attempts to speak the other it is taken as a compliment rather than as an insult.”
― Richard Dawkins, quote from An Appetite for Wonder: The Making of a Scientist
“Wander with me through one mood of the myriad moods of sadness into which one is plunged by John Barleycorn. I ride out over my beautiful ranch. Between my legs is a beautiful horse. The air is wine. The grapes on a score of rolling hills are red with autumn flame. Across Sonoma Mountain wisps of sea fog are stealing. The afternoon sun smoulders in the drowsy sky. I have everything to make me glad I am alive. I am filled with dreams and mysteries. I am all sun and air and sparkle. I am vitalised, organic. I move, I have the power of movement, I command movement of the live thing I bestride. I am possessed with the pomps of being, and know proud passions and inspirations. I have ten thousand august connotations. I am a king in the kingdom of sense, and trample the face of the uncomplaining dust.... And yet, with jaundiced eye I gaze upon all the beauty and wonder about me, and with jaundiced brain consider the pitiful figure I cut in this world that endured so long without me and that will again endure without me. I remember the men who broke their hearts and their backs over this stubborn soil that now belongs to me. As if anything imperishable could belong to the perishable! These men passed. I, too, shall pass. These men toiled, and cleared, and planted, gazed with aching eyes, while they rested their labour-stiffened bodies on these same sunrises and sunsets, at the autumn glory of the grape, and at the fog-wisps stealing across the mountain. And they are gone. And I know that I, too, shall some day, and soon, be gone.”
― Jack London, quote from John Barleycorn: Alcoholic Memoirs
“If you weren't, well, you--I'd want to kiss you right now. It was fortunate that the room was so dark. Victoria's cheeks turned bright red.”
― Claire Legrand, quote from The Cavendish Home for Boys and Girls
“its muscles white and glistening beneath its creamy hide, its chest broad and heaving, its horn poised and thick.”
― Laura London, quote from The Windflower
“The skies we slept under were too uncertain for forecasts. They came and went on the moody gusts of the Atlantic, bringing half a dozen weathers in an afternoon and playing all four movements of a wind symphony, allegro, andante, scherzo and adagio on the broken backs of white waves.”
― Niall Williams, quote from Four Letters of Love
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