Quotes from Sweetness in the Belly

Camilla Gibb ·  338 pages

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“It is his absence that is part of me and has been for years. This is who I am, perhaps who we all are, keepers of the absent and the dead. It is the blessing and burden of being alive.”
― Camilla Gibb, quote from Sweetness in the Belly


“Once you step inside, history has to be rewritten to include you. A fiction develops a story that weaves you into the social fabric, giving you roots and a local identity. You are assimilated, and in erasing your differences and making you one of their own, the community can maintain belief in its wholeness and purity. After two or three generations, nobody remembers the story is fiction. It has become fact. And this is how history is made.”
― Camilla Gibb, quote from Sweetness in the Belly


“How is it that disappointment arrives as soon as what you have desired for so long steps over the threshold? It’s like finding the end of your wedding train dragging behind in the mud.”
― Camilla Gibb, quote from Sweetness in the Belly


“He wrote the future onto my face with his lips.”
― Camilla Gibb, quote from Sweetness in the Belly


“We were ashes to ashes fascinated by this movement, heaven bound invariably, for there is no hell anymore when it has arrived here on earth.”
― Camilla Gibb, quote from Sweetness in the Belly



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Camilla Gibb
Born place: London, England, The United Kingdom
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