“Cole, for Christ's sake, will you stop staring at me like I'm beefcake of the month?”
― Simon Holt, quote from Soulstice
“Our sins live with us for eternity, and that is perhaps the most frightening thing of all. - Sims”
― Simon Holt, quote from Soulstice
“I think you inhaled too much lead from those scantron sheets”
― Simon Holt, quote from Soulstice
“It was safe to assume he'd not only read the play but then re-read it, cross-referenced the annotations, and probably joined an online chat group called Buds of the Bard or something equally nerdy”
― Simon Holt, quote from Soulstice
“Is my son turning into some kind of monster?”
― Simon Holt, quote from Soulstice
“Your heart gives you your power, Regina. Follow it, fight with it, and you cannot be defeated”
― Simon Holt, quote from Soulstice
“Freshman year. We made it. And with only one body possession and one accidental death to our names”
― Simon Holt, quote from Soulstice
“Gina de verdad crees que viniste aquí por tu propia voluntad? Estas atraída hacia mi así como yo así a ti. Tu debilidad es mi fortaleza. Imagina la liberación. Gina..." La voz se sereno,... El poder que crece en el lugar del miedo"
"Por que escoger un infierno en vida cuando puedo devorar tus miedos y desaparecerlos?"
"Su miedo te ha devorado el se quedara aquí para siempre"
"Porque si hundes bien la nariz y respiras la vida de una rosa, su carnosidad, terrosidad y belleza hueles la muerte que hay dentro..."
"Solsticio significa: sol detenido, el día mas largo del ano, sol alcanza sus extremos mas meridionales, lo contrario es el solsticio de invierno. El solsticio de verano también representa el renacimiento, un despertar"
"Solsticio significa: sol detenido, el día mas largo del ano, sol alcanza sus extremos mas meridionales, lo contrario es el solsticio de invierno. El solsticio de verano también representa el renacimiento, un despertar”
― Simon Holt, quote from Soulstice
“You went through hell and lived. That leaves marks”
― Simon Holt, quote from Soulstice
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“He is well satisfied with his accommodation, which provides all modern amenities in a compact and convenient form, and leaves him the maximum amount of time free for his work. How much time people waste in walking from one room to another.... Space is time.”
― David Lodge, quote from Small World
“We come into contact with people only with our exteriors—physically and externally; yet each of us walks about with a great wealth of interior life, a private and secret self. We are, in reality, somewhat split in two, the self and the body; the one hidden, the other open. The child learns very quickly to cultivate this private self
because it puts a barrier between him and the demands of the world. He learns he can keep secrets—at first an excruciating, intolerable burden: it seems that the outer world has every right to penetrate into his self and that the parents could automatically do so if they wished—they always seem to know just what he is thinking and feeling. But then he discovers that he can lie and not be found out: it is a
great and liberating moment, this anxious first lie—it represents the staking out of his claim to an integral inner self, free from the prying eyes of the world. By the time we grow up we become masters at dissimulation, at cultivating a self that the world cannot probe. But we pay a price. After years of turning people away,
of protecting our inner self, of cultivating it by living in a different world, of furnishing this world with our fantasies and dreams—we find that we are hopelessly separated from everyone else. We have become victims of our own art. We touch people on the outsides of their bodies, and they us, but we cannot get at their insides and cannot reveal our insides to them. This is one of the great tragedies of our interiority—it is utterly personal and unrevealable. Often we want to say something unusually intimate to a spouse, a parent, a friend, communicate
something of how we are really feeling about a sunset, who we really feel we are—only to fall strangely and miserably flat. Once in a great while we succeed, sometimes more with one person, less or never with others. But the occasional breakthrough only proves the rule. You reach out with a disclosure, fail, and fall back bitterly into yourself. We emit huge globs of love to our parents and spouses, and the glob slithers away in exchanges of words that are somehow beside the point of what we are trying to say. People seem to keep bumping up against each other with their exteriors and falling away from each other. The cartoonist Jules Feiffer is the modern master of this aspect of the human tragedy. Take even the sexual act—the most intimate merger given to organisms. For most people, even for their entire lives, it is simply a joining of exteriors. The insides melt only in the moment of orgasm, but even this is brief, and a melting is not a communication. It is a physical overcoming of separateness, not a symbolic revelation and justification of one’s interior. Many people pursue sex precisely because it is a mystique of the overcoming of the separateness of the inner world; and they go from one partner to another because they can never quite achieve “it.” So the endless interrogations: “What are you thinking about right now—me? Do you feel what I feel? Do you love me?”
― Ernest Becker, quote from The Birth and Death of Meaning: An Interdisciplinary Perspective on the Problem of Man
“But by nature, the human heart yearns most for what it cannot have.”
― Dean Koontz, quote from Breathless
“He reached up without thinking to assist Siena with hands on her waist. He did not realize until she hesitated that she might interpret the gesture as somewhat demeaning to her undoubtedly excellent ability to take care of herself. But she reached for his shoulders a moment later, moving into his hands as he lowered her to the floor easily.
“Do not worry,” she assured him softly as she linked her fingers through his and squeezed his hand. “I sometimes forget that you were born when men were gentlemen. However, I think it could grow on me.”
“I am glad to hear that,” he said with a grin. “However, I am wholeheartedly willing to forgo gentlemanly manners and let the door hit you in the ass at your immediate request.”
“You are too kind,” she laughed.”
― Jacquelyn Frank, quote from Elijah
“No you can't take a pistol and plug a girl you don't even know simply because she attracts you.”
― Vladimir Nabokov, quote from Laughter in the Dark
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