“You're always you, and that don't change, and you're always changing, and there's nothing you can do about it.”
“Face your life, its pain, its pleasure, leave no path untaken.”
“It's like the people who believe they'll be happy if they go and live somewhere else, but who learn it doesn't work that way. Wherever you go, you take yourself with you. If you see what I mean.”
“Sleep my little baby-oh
Sleep until you waken
When you wake you'll see the world
If I'm not mistaken...
Kiss a lover
Dance a measure,
Find your name
And buried treasure...
Face your life
Its pain,
Its pleasure,
Leave no path untaken.”
“If you dare nothing, then when the day is over, nothing is all you will have gained.”
“You're alive, Bod. That means you have infinite potential. You can do anything, make anything, dream anything. If you can change the world, the world will change. Potential. Once you're dead, it's gone. Over. You've made what you've made, dreamed your dream, written your name. You may be buried here, you may even walk. But that potential is finished.”
“Name the different kinds of people,’ said Miss Lupescu. ‘Now.’
Bod thought for a moment. ‘The living,’ he said. ‘Er. The dead.’ He stopped. Then, ‘... Cats?’ he offered, uncertainly.”
“Wherever you go, you take yourself with you.”
“People want to forget the impossible. It makes their world safer.”
“Kiss a lover,
Dance a measure,
Find your name
And buried treasure.
Face your life,
It's pain,
It's pleasure,
Leave no path untaken.”
“You can't trust other people. If it's important, you have to do it yourself.”
“We who make stories know that we tell lies for a living. But they are good lies that say true things, and we owe it to our readers to build them as best we can. Because somewhere out there is someone who needs that story. Someone who will grow up with a different landscape, who without that story will be a different person. And who with that story may have hope, or wisdom, or kindness, or comfort. And that is why we write.”
“You're brave. You are the bravest person I know, and you are my friend. I don't care if you are imaginary.”
“The tongue is the most remarkable. For we use it both to taste out sweet wine and bitter poison, thus also do we utter words both sweet and sour with the same tongue.”
“Bod said, 'I want to see life. I want to hold it in my hands. I want to leave a footprint on the sand of a desert island. I want to play football with people. I want,' he said, and then he paused and he thought. 'I want everything.”
“Things bloosom in their time. They bud and bloom, blossom and fade. Everything in its time.”
“You are obvious, boy. You are difficult to miss. If you came to me in company with a purple lion, a green elephant, and a scarlet unicorn astride which was the King of England in his Royal Robes, I do believe that it is you and you alone that people would stare at, dismissing the others as minor irrelevancies.”
“Be hole, be dust, be dream, be wind/Be night, be dark, be wish, be mind,/Now slip, now slide, now move unseen,/Above, beneath, betwixt, between.”
“If you dare nothing,
then when the day is over,
nothing is all you will have gained.”
“Really, he thought, if you couldn't trust a poet to offer sensible advice, who could you trust?”
“Fear is contagious. You can catch it. Sometimes all it takes is for someone to say that they're scared for the fear to become real. Mo was terrified, and now Nick was too. ”
“I'll find you. Don't worry. Just be on your own and I'll find you.”
“Truly, life is wasted on the living, Nobody Owens. For one of us is too foolish to live, and it is not I.”
“Because there are mysteries. Because there are things that people are forbidden to speak about. Because there are things they do not remember.”
“And he waited. It was only for a few seconds, but it felt like a small forever.”
“And there are always people who find their lives have become so unsupportable they believe the best thing they could do would be to hasten their transition to another plane of existence.'
'They kill themselves, you mean?' said Bod. [...]
'Indeed.'
'Does it work? Are they happier dead?'
'Sometimes. Mostly, no. It's like the people who believe they'll be happy if they go and live somewhere else, but who learn it doesn't work that way. Wherever you go, you take yourself with you.”
“It is neither fair nor unfair, Nobody Owens. It simply is”
“There was a hand in the darkness, and it held a knife.”
“Nearly' only counts in horseshoes and hand-grenades.”
“I think . . . I said things to Silas. He'll be angry.'
'If he didn't care about you, you couldn't upset him,' was all she said.”
“It's so nice to know where you're going, in the early stages. It almost rids you of the wish to go there.”
“She thought she loved him. What do you have in your pocket?”
He smiled, drew out the gray button that had fallen off her very ugly suit the first day they’d met.
“See?” She couldn’t say why that stupid button moved her so damn much. “People in love keep things. Sentimental things.”
“What do you have?”
She pulled the chain, and the tear-shaped diamond from under her shirt. “I wouldn’t wear this for anybody but you. It’s embarrassing. And—”
“Ah, something else.”
“Shit. I’m tired. It makes me gabby. I have one of your shirts.”
His brow creased in absolute bafflement. “My shirts?”
“In my drawer, under a bunch of stuff. You lent it to me the morning after our first night together. It still sort of smells like you.”
For a moment, the worry on his face simply dissolved. “I believe that’s the sweetest thing you’ve said to me in all our time together.”
“Well, I owed you. Besides, you have enough shirts to outfit a Broadway troupe. So, help me toss the room?”
“Absolutely.”
“Even if I had not been thinking about it, for that matter, certainly I would have had to begin to do so when I typed those last few sentences.”
“Perfection is nothing more than a phantom shadow we’re all chasing”
“I hate the dreadful hollow behind the little wood;
Its lips in the field above are dabbled with blood-read heath,
The red-ribb'd ledges drip with a silent horror of blood
And Echo there, whatever is ask'd her, answers "Death".”
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