“What else can I do? Once you've gone this far you aren't fit for anything else. Something happens to your mind. You're overqualified, overspecialized, and everybody knows it. Nobody in any other game would be crazy enough to hire me. I wouldn't even make a good ditch-digger, I'd start tearing apart the sewer-system, trying to pick-axe and unearth all those chthonic symbols - pipes, valves, cloacal conduits... No, no. I'll have to be a slave in the paper-mines for all time.”
“I always thought eating was a ridiculous activity anyway. I'd get out of it myself if I could, though you've got to do it to stay alive, they tell me.”
“What a moron I was to think you were sweet and innocent, when it turns out you were actually college-educated the whole time!”
“This afternoon held that special quality of mournful emptiness I've connected with late Sunday afternoons ever since childhood: the feeling of having nothing to do.”
“...she was afraid of losing her shape, spreading out, not being able to contain herself any longer, beginning (that would be worst of all) to talk a lot, to tell everybody, to cry.”
“They had been pathetically eager to have the wedding in the family church. Their reaction though, as far as she could estimate the reactions of people who were now so remote from her, was less elated glee than a quiet, rather smug satisfaction, as though their fears about the effects of her university education, never stated but aways apparent, had been calmed at last. They had probably been worried she would turn into a high-school teacher or a maiden aunt or a dope addict or a female executive, or that she would undergo some shocking physical transformation, like developing muscles and a deep voice or growing moss.”
“We get along by a symbiotic adjustment of habits and with a minimum of that pale-mauve hostility you often find among women.”
“For an instant she felt them, their identities, almost their substance, pass over her head like a wave. At some time she would be — or no, already she was like that too; she was one of them, her body the same, identical, merged with that other flesh that choked the air in the flowered room with its sweet organic scent; she felt suffocated by this thick sargasso-sea of femininity.”
“She's against it on principle, and life isn't run on principles but by adjustments”
“Her metaphors for her children included barnacles encrusting a ship and limpets clinging to a rock.”
“That’s what you get for being food.”
“What fiendishness went on in kitchens across the country, in the name of providing food!”
“Looking down, she became aware of the water, which was covered with a film of calcinous hard-water particles of dirt and soap, and of the body that was sitting in it, somehow no longer quite her own. All at once she was afraid that she was dissolving, coming apart layer by layer like a piece of cardboard in a gutter puddle.”
“I can tell you're admiring my febrility. I know it's appealing, I practice at it; every woman loves an invalid. But be careful. You might do something destructive: hunger is more basic than love. Florence Nightingale was a cannibal you know.”
“What else can I do? Once you've gone this far you aren't fit for anything else. Something happens to your mind. You're overqualified, overspecialized, and everybody knows it.”
“I wonder why trying to transcend time never even succeeds in stopping it...”
“I know I was alright on Friday when I got up; if anything I was feeling more stolid than usual.”
“What has having a baby got to do with getting a job at an art gallery? You’re always thinking in terms of either/or. The thing is wholeness.”
“The human mind was the last thing to be commercialized but they’re doing a good job of it now;”
“The imprint left on her mind by the long famished body that had seemed in the darkness to consist of nothing by sharp crags and angles, the memory of its painfully-defined almost skeletal ribcage, a pattern of ridges like a washboard, was fading as rapidly as any other transient impression on a soft surface.”
“I sort of like watching them," he said; "I watch laundromat washers the way other people watch television, it's soothing because you always know what to expect and you don't have to think about it. Except I can vary my programmes a little; if I get tired of watching the same stuff I can always put in a pair of green socks or something colourful like that.”
“You read and read the material and after you’ve read the twentieth article you can’t make any sense out of it anymore, and then you start thinking about the number of books that are published in any given year, in any given month, in any given week, and that’s just too much. Words,’ he said, looking in my direction finally but with his eyes strangely unfocussed, as though he was really looking at a point several inches beneath my skin, ‘are beginning to lose their meanings.’ The”
“By such mutual refrainings – I assume they are mutual since there must be things I do that she doesn’t like – we manage to preserve a reasonably frictionless equilibrium.”
“Der Rabe auf seinen rubinroten Schwingen
Zwischen den Welten hört Tote er singen,
Kaum kennt er die Kraft, kaum kennt er den Preis,
Die Macht erhebt sich, es schließt sich der Kreis.
Der Löwe - so stolz das diamant'ne Gesicht,
Der jähe Bann trübt das strahlende Licht,
Im Sterben der Sonne bringt er die Wende,
Des Raben Tod offenbart das Ende.”
“L'indifferenza significa che gli occhi non hanno più bisogno di cercarsi, le mani di protendersi; né le labbra di unirsi, perché è un'unione in cui non ci si accorge più della separazione dei corpi.”
“The truth is, conscience exists because everyone has something in their past they're not proud of.”
“Que el cielo exista, aunque mi lugar sea el infierno.”
“A free press is equally free to print the truth or ignore it, as it chooses.”
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