“Language is a poor enough means of communication as it is. So we should use all the words we have.”
“Ghosts are those memories that are too strong to be forgotten for good, echoing across the years and refusing to be obliterated by time.”
“There's always a siren, singing you to shipwreck. Some of us may be more susceptible than others are, but there's always a siren. It may be with us all our lives, or it may be many years or decades before we find it or it finds us. But when it does find us, if we're lucky we're Odysseus tied up to the ship's mast, hearing the song with perfect clarity, but ferried to safety by a crew whose ears have been plugged with beeswax. If we're not at all lucky, we're another sort of sailor stepping off the deck to drown in the sea.”
“No one ever said you have to be dead and buried to be a ghost.”
“No story has a beginning, and no story has an end. Beginnings and endings may be conceived to serve a purpose, to serve a momentary and transient intent, but they are, in their fundamental nature, arbitrary and exist solely as a convenient construct in the minds of man. Lives are messy, and when we set out to relate them, or parts of them, we cannot ever discern precise and objective moments when any given event began. All beginnings are arbitrary.”
“Hauntings are memes, especially pernicious thought contagions, social contagions that need no viral or bacterial host and are transmitted in a thousand different ways. A book, a poem, a song, a bedtime story, a grandmother's suicide, the choreography of a dance, a few frames of film, a diagnosis of schizophrenia, a deadly tumble from a horse, a faded photograph, or a story you tell your daughter.”
“It's a myth that crazy people don't know they're crazy. Many of us are surely as capable of epiphany and introspection as anyone else, maybe more so. I suspect we spend far more time thinking about our thoughts than do sane people.”
“Hauntings are memes, especially pernicious thought contagions, social contagions that need no viral or bacterial host and are transmitted in a thousand different ways... Too often, people make the mistake of trying to use their art to capture a ghost, but only end up spreading their haunting to countless other people.”
“You could have kept on driving and never looked back. No one's ever had to stop for me. Or even hear me. Anyway, you did, and now I'm afraid the time for choice is behind us both.”
“You love someone. You don’t leave her to drown. And you don’t tell her she’s crazier than she already knows that she is!”
“I am a dead woman. Dead and insane.”
“I could never stand to be a writer. Not a real writer. It's entirely too awful, having thoughts that refuse to become sentences.”
“Eva was only a slut. She never had the requisite motivation to be anything so useful or lucrative as a whore.”
“Writing makes it even harder than concrete. Writing makes it hard as diamond.”
“I inspect everything more closely, and there is about every surface—the river, the forest, the bark of the trees, the underbrush between them, even my own skin—there is about it all the unmistakable texture of linen stretched and framed. And this is when I feel the camel’s hair brush and the oil paint dabbing tenderly, meticulously, at the space below my navel.”
“That's another sort of being haunted: starting something and never finishing it.”
“No one ever said you have to be dead and buried to be a ghost. Or if they did, they were wrong.”
“Ella me besó. Ella me está besando. Siempre, ella me besará. Ésta es la manera en la que funcionan los hechizos.”
“Y me cantó durante días y días, noches y noches, convirtiéndome en el recipiente de los recuerdos de un fantasma.”
“Tem cheiro de poeira e de tempo”
“I began to imagine orchestration where before I heard only the cacophony of randomness. Crazy people do that all the time, unless you buy into the notion that we have the ability to perceive order and connotation in ways closed off to the minds of "sane" people. I don't. Subscribe to that notion, I mean. We are not gifted. We are not magical. We are slightly or profoundly broken.”
“After Abalyn said what she said, I panicked. Someone tells me I can't remember what I definitely do remember, and sometimes I panic. I'm not as used to it as I often pretend. As I pretend to be used to it, I mean to say. The false memories.”
“I began keeping diaries after they locked Rosemary up at Butler and I went to live with Aunt Elaine in Cranston until I was eighteen, but even the diaries can't be trusted. For instance, there's a series of entries describing a trip to New Brunswick that I'm pretty sure I never took. It used to scare me, those recollections of things that never took place, but I've gotten used to it.”
“if dreams may be called passions. I see no reason not to call them passions”
“En ocasiones, las personas hechizadas llegan a un punto en el que, o bien logran ahuyentar a los fantasmas, o los fantasmas los destruyen. Lo que empeora más esto, incluso, es el hecho de que normalmente no funciona el intentar sacar a rastras a los fantasmas y confinarlos en un lugar donde ya no puedan dañarnos. Creo que, por lo general, sólo los propagamos cuando intentamos hacer eso. Se puede hacer una copia, o transmitir una parte infinitesimal del fantasma, pero la mayor parte se queda enterrada tan profundamente en tu mente que jamás se mueve de allí.”
“—¿Ella te amaba?
—Ella amaba a la persona que pensó que era yo, o a la persona que ella pensó que era yo cuando nos conocimos. Pero no, no creo que me amara. Ni siquiera sé si me conocía. No creo que yo la conociera a ella.”
“Puede que suene estúpido si digo que su apariencia era de otro mundo, pero es que ella era de otro mundo. Peor aún, suena presuntuoso, ¿no es cierto? Presupone que sé todo lo que es de este mundo, y por ello puedo reconocer cualquier cosa que no lo sea. Por supuesto, no es así. Pero ésa es la impresión que ella dejó en mí.t”
“El mundo está lleno de sirenas. Siempre hay una sirena cantándote para hacerte naufragar. Algunos de nosotros tal vez seamos más susceptibles que otros, pero siempre hay una sirena. Puede estar con nosotros toda nuestra vida, o pueden pasar muchos años, décadas, antes de encontrarla o de que nos encuentre. Pero cuando nos encuentra, si no tenemos la suerte de ser Odiseo escuchando la canción con perfecta nitidez atado al mástil del barco, tripulado sin riesgos por marineros con los oídos taponados con cera de abeja… si no tenemos esa suerte, somos otra clase de marino, de la clase que salta por la borda y se ahoga en el mar.”
“Las sirenas son pensamientos invasivos que incluso los hombres y mujeres cuerdos experimentan. Se les puede llamar sirenas, o se les puede llamar encantamientos. Da igual. Cuando Odiseo escuchó a las sirenas, dudo que jamás olvidara su canción. Probablemente permaneció hechizado por ella el resto de su vida. Incluso después de su terrible viaje de veinte años de duración, el certamen de arqueros, e incluso después de recobrar a Penélope y del «final» feliz de la historia, debió de seguir hechizado por aquella canción, en sus sueños y en sus momentos de vigilia. Cada vez que contemplaba el mar o el cielo.”
“Nothing is ever straightforward, though we lose a lot of the truth by pretending it's so.”
“I have to go to her, Lucan. For my own sanity, if nothing else. If I stay here, I'm not sure what good I'd be, to tell you the truth. She's the only thing that's held me together in a very long time. I'm a wreck for this woman, my friend. She owns me now.”
“It's a very cheery thing to come into London by any of these lines which run high and allow you to look down upon the houses like this."
I thought he was joking, for the view was sordid enough, but he soon explained himself.
"Look at those big, isolated clumps of buildings rising up above the slates, like brick islands in a lead-coloured sea."
"The board-schools."
"Light-houses, my boy! Beacons of the future! Capsules with hundreds of bright little seeds in each, out of which will spring the wiser, better England of the future.”
“Not all who hesitate are lost. The psyche has many secrets in reserve. And these are not disclosed unless required.”
“You will always be a monster - there is no turning back from it. But what kind of monster you become is entirely up to you.”
“The little boys did as they were told, eager to please their deranged brother.
"Ici, garcon," they chorused, pudgy fingers raised. And then from the corner of his mouth, Myles whispered to his twin, "Artemis simple-toon.”
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