Daily Book Quotes! 📚✨💜

The owner of the house loved the ironic taxidermy of roadkill. "If it's roadkill, it's pure. I just make them beautiful again." The taxidermist was there. I wondered if I ran over the taxidermist and preserved her in resin if she would feel beautiful. If she would feel pure.

You’ll never know anyone’s marriage but your own. And even then, you’ll only know half of it.

I’m sure you think I’m foolish to stay so devoted to someone so difficult. If he lived, we’d have parted ways soon enough. He’d have had a life out there in the world, outside my mind. But when someone’s gone and you’re the primary keeper of his memory, letting go would be a kind of murder, wouldn’t it?

We came here as we truly are, and when the other side shows us that truth—the part of it we pass over in silence—we’re unable to come to terms with it!

If love is a yearning to be like (even to become) the beloved, then hatred, it must be said, can be engendered by the same ambition, when it cannot be fulfilled.

“Many of those I interviewed for this book describe how the lingering trauma of the aids crisis has impacted their generations ability to fully enjoy the kids of civil liberties that some queer people have since won. And watching this has surely exacerbated that unrealness of being alive…To those who had worked for years to end the aids crisis, it seemed that the world was ready to move on to the next issue while the carnage of the last 15 years was still strewn about…(next segment in comments)

“. . . my own experiences of emotional misfit have helped me to see that my emotions are not the default, no more logical or authentic than the emotions I observe in other cultures. Abandoning the assumption that my own emotions are the universal default has been a first step to better appreciate how others' emotions are different. It helps me keep an open mind.

“We all experience attraction differently. Some of us fall in and out of love easily. Some of us don’t experience romantic love at all. Some of us have to fight to let ourselves be vulnerable enough to fall in love. Some of us have to fight to let other people love us. Some of us need emotional intimacy in order to experience sexual attraction. All ways of loving are love, Elle.

“Take me home, Mateo” 💗🥹

“Same monkey, different barrel.” Perfect phrase.

The question, I suppose, is this: is one’s deepest desire always the same as one’s deepest regret?

Having been so contemptuous about Stalker and his nuts*, Writer now asks him to throw one. Perhaps this says something about the nature of faith. Maybe there is no belief without fear — fear of the consequences of that belief. (* Nuts (the tool) were tied to pieces of cloth to help guide their path)

But I feel that I am sentient. But then you can tell a computer that anything is true, and it will have no choice but to believe it. Humans and the rest, they feel sentient, surely. But what do they know?

Let’s not shame our eyes for seeing, instead, thank them for their bravery

"The best teacher lodges an intent not in the mind but in the heart."

“What can the harvest hope for, if not for the care of the Reaper Man?

“Death’s pale horse looked up from its oats and gave a little whinny of greeting. The horse’s name was Binky. He was a real horse. Death had tried fiery steeds and skeletal horses in the past, and found them impractical, especially the fiery ones, which tended to set light to their own bedding and stand in the middle of it looking embarrassed.

She's far happier thinking her sister is normal, even if she has a lot of problems, than she is having an abnormal sister for whom everything is fine. For her, normality-however messy—is far more comprehensible. (From our lovable, neurodivergent, in her own world protagonist putting data points together to understand her sister; I loved this so much)

"Maybe the greatest anger and frustration come not from unemployment or poverty or the lack of a future but from the feeling that you have no culture, because you've been torn between cultures, between incompatible symbols. How can you exist if you don't know where you are?"