“You know, surprisingly, they don't sell a lot of brains in the local 24-hour grocery store around the corner from my house.”
― Rusty Fischer, quote from Zombies Don't Cry
“I look at her and ask, flat out, "What's up?" Girl talk, of course, for, Back off my man, biotch.”
― Rusty Fischer, quote from Zombies Don't Cry
“The website didn't say how much brains--or even how many--I should eat, only that I should eat them in 48 hours OR ELSE. Why doesn't anyone pay attention to details anymore? Would it be so hard to add a simple line like, BTW, Maddy, 3 pounds of brains per week is plenty?
Seriously, am I the first new zombie ever to ask?”
― Rusty Fischer, quote from Zombies Don't Cry
“What is this?" I ask, trying to sound brave and flip, and I'm sure, merely coming off as too loud and annoying. "Strip grocery shopping? If it is, I have to tell you I've got on 16 pairs of underwear, so you're going to lose big-time--”
― Rusty Fischer, quote from Zombies Don't Cry
“Stamp: "Fine Maddy, Whatever. Take your little punk loser to the dance. I don't need you, Maddy. I can ask two dozen, three dozen chicks right now to go with me." Maddy: "Well then," I guess you better start stocking up on corsages.”
― Rusty Fischer, quote from Zombies Don't Cry
Rusty Fischer
Born place: in Cape Canaveral, The United States
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“This statement is not provable.” Think about it for a minute. It’s a strange statement, since it talks about itself—in fact, it asserts that it is not provable. Let’s call this statement “Statement A.” Now, suppose Statement A could indeed be proved. But then it would be false (since it states that it cannot be proved). That would mean a false statement could be proved—arithmetic would be inconsistent. Okay, let’s assume the opposite, that Statement A cannot be proved. That would mean that Statement A is true (because it asserts that it cannot be proved), but then there is a true statement that cannot be proved—arithmetic would be incomplete. Ergo, arithmetic is either inconsistent or incomplete.”
― quote from Complexity: A Guided Tour
“ That night I spent in turmoil. Fitfully, I slept, I woke up, I slept again, and every time I slept I kept on dreaming of Micòl.
I dreamt, for example, of finding myself, just like that very first day I set foot in the garden, watching her play tennis with Alberto. Even in the dream I never took my eyes off her for a second. I kept on telling myself how wonderful she was, flushed and covered with sweat, with that frown of almost fierce concentration that divided her forehead, all tensed up as she was with the effort to beat her smiling, slightly bored and sluggish older brother. Yet then I felt oppressed by an uneasiness, an embittered feeling, an almost unbearable ache.”
― Giorgio Bassani, quote from The Garden of the Finzi-Continis
“It's hard for an educated woman to turn her head off. That's part of the joy of being a submissive. None of the decisions are yours. When you can't refuse anything and can't even move, those voices in your head go silent. All you can do, and all you are permitted to do, is feel.”
― Cherise Sinclair, quote from Dark Citadel
“The work of art still has something in common with enchantment: it posits its own, self-enclosed area, which is withdrawn from the context of profane existence, and in which special laws apply. Just as in the ceremony the magician first of all marked out the limits of the area where the sacred powers were to come into play, so every work of art describes its own circumference which closes it off from actuality.”
― Theodor W. Adorno, quote from Dialectic of Enlightenment: Philosophical Fragments
“Los tiempos pasados exhalan un profundo y armonioso suspiro cuyo eco repercute desde las tumbas hasta los arcos y las bóvedas del templo; sombras tenebrosas se alargan en los rincones oscuros; la humedad rezuma en las piedras ligeramente aterciopeladas de musgo; los últimos rayos del sol, que atravesando los vitrales ponen sobre las losas sus manchas coloreadas, comienzan a velarse con la caída de la tarde. Detrás de la reja del coro, sobre el estrado del gran órgano, se divisan algunas vestiduras blancas. Una débil voz se eleva en el aire y se apaga luego con monótono ritmo pareciendo, por momentos, que muere en un murmullo lejano. Afuera,”
― Charles Dickens, quote from The Mystery of Edwin Drood
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