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Overeating Quotes (page 236)

This was her, Mick Kelly, walking in the daytime and by herself at night. In the hot sun and in the dark with all the plans and feelings. This music was her—the real plain her...This music did not take a long time or a short time. It did not have anything to do with time going by at all. She sat with her arms around her legs, biting her salty knee very hard. The whole world was this symphony, and there was not enough of her to listen... Now that it was over there was only her heart beating... Carson McCullers
They, looking back, all the eastern side beheld. Of Paradise, so late their happy seat, Waved over by that flaming brand, the gate. With dreadful faces thronged and fiery arms: Some natural tears they dropped, but wiped them soon; The world was all before them, where to choose. Their place of rest, and Providence their guide; They, hand in hand, with wandering steps and slow, Through Eden took their solitary way. John Milton
Paul Verlaine quote: "A vast black sleepfalls over my lifesleep, all hopesleep, all..."
A vast black sleepfalls over my lifesleep, all hopesleep, all desire. Paul Verlaine
Salman Rushdie quote: "The inevitable triumph of illusion over reality that was the..."
The inevitable triumph of illusion over reality that was the single most obvious truth about the history of the human race. Salman Rushdie
The direction of a big act will warp history, but probably all acts do the same in their degree, down to a stone stepped over in the path or the breath caught at sight of a pretty girl or a fingernail nicked in the garden soil. John Steinbeck
Give me the gun." Ranger said. I extracted the gun from my pants and handed it over. Ranger held the gun in the pulm of his hand and smiled. "It's warm," he said. He put the gun in the glove compartment and plugged the key into the ignition. Am I fired?"No. Any women who can heat up a gun like that is worth keeping around. Janet Evanovich
I saw that it was all over, put away in a box like a doll no longer cared for, the magical intimacy of our childhood together Tennessee Williams
Why am I begging you, who parades your suffering over the ruins like a king in order to ensure that you will never be touched deeply, you who're always laughing. Kathy Acker
A man falls down a flight of stairs and somebody rushes over to him and asks, "Did you miss a step?" "No," he answers, "I hit every one of them! Milton Berle
[T]wo Americans re-encountering each other after a certain time in a foreign land are supposed to clamber up their nearest lampposts and wait tremblingly for it all to blow over. Elaine Dundy
I don't really know if it's the right thing to do, making new life. Kids grow up, generations take their place. What does it all come to? More hills bulldozed and more ocean fronts filled in? Faster cars and more cats run over? Who needs it? Haruki Murakami
I looked over at him. "Is that a proposal?"There was total silence for a couple beats. "I'm not sure. It just popped out."Let me know when you're sure."Would you say yes?" Morelli asked."I'm not sure. Janet Evanovich
Friedrich Nietzsche quote: "Man is a rope, tied between beast and Superman--a rope over an..."
Man is a rope, tied between beast and Superman--a rope over an abyss. Friedrich Nietzsche
...and gradually his face assumed the expressions which are so often found among rich people - the expressions of discontent, of sickliness, of displeasure, of idleness, of lovelessness. Slowly the soul sickness of the rich crept over him. Herman Hesse
There are a dozen different ways of delivering destruction in impersonal wholesale, via ships and missiles of one sort or another, catastrophes so widespread, so unselective, that the war is over because that nation or planet has ceased to exist. What we do is entirely different. We make war as personal as a punch in the nose. We can be selective, applying precisely the required amount of pressure at the specified point at a designated time - we've never been told to go down and kill or... Robert A. Heinlein

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