“Morning's great that way. You can cry yourself to sleep and wake up wondering what the fuss was over.”
― Terri Farley, quote from Seven Tears Into the Sea
“It never seemed fair that just when you're old enough to do anything you want, you can't. You have to start working, so there's no time. And if there is time, you're not working, so there's no money.”
― Terri Farley, quote from Seven Tears Into the Sea
“Beckon The Sea,
I'll Come To The....
Shed Seven Tears,
Perchance Seven Years....”
― Terri Farley, quote from Seven Tears Into the Sea
“Gwen?"
"Yes."
"You know why we have to be together, don't you?"
"..."
"I'm your selkie.”
― Terri Farley, quote from Seven Tears Into the Sea
“Courtship? Had I said courtship? What did I think, that this was Jane freakin' Eyre?”
― Terri Farley, quote from Seven Tears Into the Sea
“I was doing it again, and I do NOT ogle strangers.”
― Terri Farley, quote from Seven Tears Into the Sea
“It's true that the two halves were no longer hinged. They weren't clinging to each other, but each was a cream-colored wing with a rosy flush inside. I held one half in each hand. If I took this shell across the room or across the universe, and the other one stayed here, they'd still be two halves of a whole, and anyone would know they belonged together.”
― Terri Farley, quote from Seven Tears Into the Sea
“Waves broke, then sighed as if they were searching, not finding, then coming back, never giving up the search, returning again and again.”
― Terri Farley, quote from Seven Tears Into the Sea
“The thing about mountains is that you have to keep on climbing them, and that it's always hard, but there's a view from top every time when you finally get there.”
― Nancy Garden, quote from Annie on My Mind
“Time was nothing. Seconds were days, were years, were the breaths that caught between their mouths and the bite of Neil's fingernails against his palms, the scrape of teeth against his lower lip and the warm slide of a tongue against his.”
― Nora Sakavic, quote from The King's Men
“For a long while I have believed – this is perhaps my version of Sir Darius Xerxes Cama’s belief in a fourth function of outsideness – that in every generation there are a few souls, call them lucky or cursed, who are simply born not belonging, who come into the world semi-detached, if you like, without strong affiliation to family or location or nation or race; that there may even be millions, billions of such souls, as many non-belongers as belongers, perhaps; that, in sum, the phenomenon may be as “natural” a manifestation of human nature as its opposite, but one that has been mostly frustrated, throughout human history, by lack of opportunity.
And not only by that: for those who value stability, who fear transience, uncertainly, change, have erected a powerful system of stigmas and taboos against rootlessness, that disruptive, anti-social force, so that we mostly conform, we pretend to be motivated by loyalties and solidarities we do not really feel, we hide our secret identities beneath the false skins of those identities which bear the belongers’ seal of approval.
But the truth leaks out in our dreams; alone in our beds (because we are all alone at night, even if we do not sleep by ourselves), we soar, we fly, we flee. And in the waking dreams our societies permit, in our myths, our arts, our songs, we celebrate the non-belongers, the different ones, the outlaws, the freaks.
What we forbid ourselves we pay good money to watch, in a playhouse or a movie theater, or to read about between the secret covers of a book. Our libraries, our palaces of entertainment tell the truth. The tramp, the assassin, the rebel, the thief, the mutant, the outcast, the delinquent, the devil, the sinner, the traveler, the gangster, the runner, the mask: if we did not recognize in them our least-fulfilled needs, we would not invent them over and over again, in every place, in every language, in every time.”
― Salman Rushdie, quote from The Ground Beneath Her Feet
“… it would even be inexact to say that I thought of those who read it as readers of my book. Because they were not, as I saw it, my readers. More exactly they were readers of themselves, my book being a sort of magnifying glass … by which I could give them the means to read within themselves.”
― Marcel Proust, quote from Time Regained
“-Atención -decía Bobby Thompson-. Éste es uno de los lobos que camina entre ustedes.”
― Richard Bachman, quote from The Running Man
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