"Don't lie to a liar."
Sayfa 18 - Mare to Shade
"Every instinct urged him to pull her into his embrace and reassure her that he would lie, cheat, and steal to spend as much time with her as humanly possible."
"In nature there is only the love of the heroic age, 'when gods and goddesses loved.' At that time 'desire followed the glance, enjoyment desire.' All else is factitious, affected, a lie. Christianity, whose cruel emblem, the cross, has always had for me an element of the monstrous, brought something alien and hostile into nature and its innocent instincts.
'Won't you tell me what I really am', Franz pleads with Felice, and goes on to answer his own question: 'A difficult case. Am I a circus rider on 2 horses? Alas, I am no rider, but lie prostrate on the ground.'
Sayfa 55Kitabı okuyor
"It wasn't that long ago that I saw you in my church, willing to promise me almost anything to make the pain stop. Was that a lie? Or have you already forgotten the way heartbreak rips apart the soul piece by piece, how it turns you into a masochist, making you long for the thing that just eviscerated you until there's nothing left of you to be destroyed?"
Sayfa 196 - Jacks~Kitabı okudu
Forever below is rough deck, snacks, thin metal music, down where you once used to be; the line is solid and has no reverse gear; and the water, of course, is only soft when you're inside it. Look down. Now it moves in the sun, full of hard coins of light that shimmer red as they stretch away into a mist that is your own sweet salt. The coins crack into new moons, long shards of light from the hearts of sad stars. The square tank is a cold blue sheet. Cold is just a kind of hard. A kind of blind. You have been taken off guard. Happy Birthday. Did you think it over. Yes and no. Hey kid.
Two black spots, violence, and disappear into a well of time. Height is not the problem. It all changes when you get back down. When you hit, with your weight.
So which is the lie? Hard or soft? Silence or time?
The lie is that it's one or other. A still, floating bee is moving faster than it can think. From overhead the sweetness drives it crazy.
The board will nod and you will go, and eyes of skin can cross blind into a cloud-blotched sky, punctured light emptying behind sharp stone that is forever. That is forever. Step into the skin and disappear.
Hello.
Sayfa 88 - David Foster WallaceKitabı okuyor
Do you, prince?
Do you understand what it’s like to be taken away from everything you love, forced to be something else?
To lie every minute of every day for the rest of your life?
To know there’s something wrong with you?
Sayfa 142 - MareKitabı okudu
Water flows from high places to low places. That is the nature of gravity. Emotions also seem to act according to gravity. When in the presence of someone with whom you have a bond, and to whom you have entrusted your feelings, it is hard to lie and get away with it. The truth just wants to come flowing out. This is especially the case when you are trying to hide your sadness or vulnerability. It is much easier to conceal sadness from a stranger, or from someone you don’t trust.
Sayfa 108Kitabı okudu
Again, we will make them admit, in front of everyone, that the order that has been established so far is a lie.
Everyone should see the light that the new world order will bring.
“I believe in a personal god who cares about me and worries and oversees everything I do. I believe in an impersonal god who set the universe in motion and went off to hang with her girlfriends and doesn't even know that I'm alive. I believe in an empty and godless universe of causal chaos, background noise, and sheer blind luck... I believe that life is a game, that life is a cruel joke, and that life is what happens when you're alive and that you might as well lie back and enjoy it.”
Kaybettiğimiz için üzgün olmama rağmen, moralim bozuk olmasına rağmen, ayağım acıyor olmasına rağmen ve gözlerim yaşlar içerisinde olmasına rağmen, her şeyin berbat olmasına rağmen, neden yıldızlar böyle ışıl ışıl?
"Okay, she’d just lie here all night, snuggled into his naked chest, and let him talk to her with that low, low voice."
Yeni açmış kiraz ağaçlarının altında o kızla tanıştım ve kaderim değişmeye başladı.
“All we have to believe is our senses: the tools we use to perceive the world, our sight, our touch, our memory. If they lie to us, then nothing can be trusted.”
Bahar rüzgarına kapılmış çiçekler gibi süzülerek uzaklaşıp kaybolup gidiyor.