“Though we longed not to be lonely, we also feared the pain it would take us to be brought out of our lonely states. And after that fear, could we be guaranteed that we would never be returned to a state of loneliness again? We could not.” Humanity Book:Observatory Mansions Source: Observatory Mansions
“I put myself away. I came up with the great vanishing system, in which I could retreat so deep within myself that, though I might still appear the same creature, actually I was very different. I thrust all thoughts and feelings into the depths of me, where they were safe, but in an outward way I became something like an automation.” FeelingsThoughtsHiding Feelings Book:Little Source: Little
“A woman's death is a simple enough thing perhaps; women will always be dying about the place; no doubt several women have died as I have been writing this sentence; only this one woman who concerns me now, this one woman tied up to the rafters, unlike all the others in the world - this woman was my mother. Before, I had always had Mother to hide behind; now I was exposed. Her death was not a quiet, thinking-death like Father's had been, her death was about business; it was all hurried action; Mother had jolted herself out of life.” DeathWomenSuicideMothers Book:Little Source: Little
“These were desperate times, the two men agreed; it was easy to stay at home and pull the bedcovers over your heads, but if nothing was done, someone would rip the bedcovers from your face and tug you naked into the street.” Helping OthersDoing NothingIgnorance Is Not BlissLessons From HistoryHead In The Sand Book:Little Source: Little
“Mi sentivo perduta, abbandonata, cacciata, sputata via, sepolta, gettata in un'enorme fossa. Piccola. Piccolissima. Consapevole, lì nel buio freddo, della mia esiguità, dell'assoluta impossibilità di essere grande. Briciola. Scheggia. Cosa perduta. Piccola cosa perduta. Ecco come mi sentivo. Qualcosa del genere. Ma non era tutto. Non ancora. Perché lasciata lì, da sola nei cumuli, mi sentivo come se fossi morta, totalmente morta, defunta, spacciata, destinata a non essere ricordata mai da nessuno, mai nemmeno esistita, ignota a chiunque e per sempre. Ecco, così.” MorteRicordiSolitudinePauraEsistenzaPericoloSurreale Book:Heap House Source: Heap House
“Viltį prarardę žmonės priima netinkamus sprendimus.” GyvenimasSprendimaiViltisSprendimas Book:Little Source: Little
“I collect the walks of my life. Some people have asked me if I have walked so very far to merit such an activity, but I say to them, it's not about how far you have walked, but how thoroughly.” WalksWalkingWalks Of Life Book:Little Source: Little
“Mi pantalonai. Me li infilai, come se stessi amputandomi le gambe. Adesso, mi dissi, per te tutto il mondo sarà in flanella grigia. L’avevo indossata, ne avevo fatto un sacco per chiuderci dentro l’infanzia. Come mi sentivo? Superiore? Vecchio? Saggio? Più pesante? Più forte? Mi trovavo eretto e diretto e di bell’aspetto, lusingato e favorevolmente impressionato? No, per niente.” AdolescenzaCrescereSurrealeEtà Adulta Book:Heap House Source: Heap House
“Era una cosa lucida, era una cosa da stringere, e in qualche modo la vita ti sembra molto migliore quando hai qualcosa da stringere.” VitaOggettiAffettoStringereMigliore Book:Heap House Source: Heap House
“«Ma come hai fatto capirlo, Clod?» si erano stupiti i miei parenti. «Come hai fatto a capire che la spilla da balia era lì?» «L’ho sentita gridare,» avevo risposto.” FantasyOggettiSurreale Book:Heap House Source: Heap House
“During relaxation we drop our guard. Particularly in conversation. Relaxed conversation leads to openness. And in openness we often reveal what should never be revealed.” ShouldConversationOpennessRelaxationRelaxed Book:Observatory Mansions Source: Observatory Mansions