“I can see it, hear it, feel it, taste it - but I can never be on the inside of it with you. I cannot even be sure whether I really know what it is like. Is it 'like' my own? Or incomparable? Just as I can never know if what you see at any given moment is exactly the same as what I see. We look at a colour. We both call it red. But it is only because we have been taught to call it by that name. There is no guarantee - not ever - that we see it in the same way, that your red is my red.” IfsKnowsWayFeelsLooksHas BeensI CanMomentsNamesGivenMy OwnTaughtTasteRedColourGuaranteesIncomparable Author:André Brink
“I mean, if your about to tell me something like I'm dead, that i need to start acquiring a taste for blood, and I can't even eat sushi, I wont be able to handle it. Or if you're going to tell me that I'm going to start howling at the moon, eating peoples cats, and will spend the rest of my life having to get waxed if I want to wear a bathing suit, then I don't think I can handle it, either. I like cats and I tried waxing once, and that hurt like a son of a gun." -Kylie” IfsThinkingWantNeedsMeanI CanAbleHurtBloodSonTasteMoonEatingGunCatHandleSuitsBathingSushiBathing SuitsWaxing Book:Born at Midnight Source: Born at Midnight
“I don't know how I know that, but I do. I can feel the beat of that truth inside me. Taste it bitter on my tongue. Sometimes, like now, I didn't think I want to know who I really am.” ThinkingKnowsWantFeelsI CanSometimesKnow HowTasteBeatsTongueBitter Author:Elizabeth Scott