It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight.
--Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita
--Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita
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Forgive me brother. I know not what I do. Forgive me brother for I have sinned. We are all the things we'll ever be. Even when I go on after that. After what is coming. Though it's happening to you. Oh bless. Me. Find a way out of this. We were not meant.
--Eimear McBride, A Girl Is A Half-formed Thing “They're trying to kill me," Yossarian told him calmly.
"No one's trying to kill you," Clevinger cried. "Then why are they shooting at me?" Yossarian asked. "They're shooting at everyone," Clevinger answered. "They're trying to kill everyone." "And what difference does that make?” --Joseph Heller, Catch 22 Caddy smelled like trees and like when she says we were asleep.
--William Faulkner, The Sound And The Fury How wrong to have been so negative, how wrong to have been so gloomy, how wrong to have run away from life, how wrong to have said no, again and again, instead of yes.
--Jonathan Franzen, The Corrections Wonderful music like this was the worst hurt there could be. The whole world was the symphony, and there was not enough of her to listen.
--Carson McCullers, The Heart Is A Lonely Hunter You think when you wake up in the mornin yesterday dont count. But yesterday is all that does count. What else is there? Your life is made out of the days it's made out of. Nothin else.
--Cormac McCarthy, No Country For Old Men Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand, blood and revenge are hammering in my head.
--William Shakespeare, Titus Andronicus Since he belonged, even at the age of six, to that great clan which cannot keep this feeling separate from that, but must let future prospects, with their joys and sorrows, cloud what is actually at hand, since to such people even in earliest childhood any turn in the wheel of sensation has the power to crystallise and transfix the moment upon which its gloom or radiance rests, James Ramsay, sitting on the floor cutting out pictures from the illustrated catalogue of the Army and Navy Stores, endowed the picture of a refrigerator as his mother spoke with heavenly bliss.
--Virginia Woolf, To The Lighthouse We were moving off now. From each other. As cannot be. Helped. I didn't want it from that time on. You know. All that. When you said sit with me on the school bus. I said no. That inside world had caught alight and what I wanted. To be left alone. To look at it. To swing the torch into every corner of what he'd we'd done. Know it and wonder what does it mean. I learned to turn it off, the world that was not my own. Stop up my ears and everything. Who are you? You and me were never this. This boy and girl that do not speak. But somehow I've left you behind and you're just looking on.
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