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  • #1
    Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
    “...there was cement in her soul. It had been there for a while, an early morning disease of fatigue, shapeless desires, brief imaginary glints of other lives she could be living, that over the months melded into a piercing homesickness.”
    Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, Americanah

  • #2
    Charles Yu
    “Sometimes when I'm brushing my teeth, I'll look at the mirror and I swear my reflection seems kind of disappointed. I realized a couple of years ago that not only am I not super-skilled at anything, I'm not even particularly good at being myself.”
    Charles Yu, How to Live Safely in a Science Fictional Universe

  • #3
    Anthony Marra
    “Life: a constellation of vital phenomena—organization, irritability, movement, growth, reproduction, adaptation.”
    Anthony Marra, A Constellation of Vital Phenomena

  • #4
    Jennifer Egan
    “The pause makes you think the song will end. And then the song isn't really over, so you're relieved. But then the song does actually end, because every song ends, obviously, and THAT. TIME. THE. END. IS. FOR. REAL.”
    Jennifer Egan, A Visit from the Goon Squad

  • #5
    Carol Rifka Brunt
    “That's what being shy feels like. Like my skin is too thin, the light too bright. Like the best place I could possibly be is in a tunnel far under the cool, dark earth. Someone asks me a question and I stare at them, empty-faced, my brain jammed up with how hard I'm trying to find something interesting to say. And in the end, all I can do is nod or shrug, because the light of their eyes looking at me, waiting for me, is just too much to take. And then it's over and there's one more person in the world who thinks I'm a complete and total waste of space.
    The worst thing is the stupid hopefulness. Every new party, every new bunch of people, and I start thinking that maybe this is my chance. That I'm going to be normal this time. A new leaf. A fresh start. But then I find myself at the party, thinking, Oh, yeah. This again.
    So I stand on the edge of things, crossing my fingers, praying nobody will try to look me in the eye. And the good thing is, they usually don't.”
    Carol Rifka Brunt, Tell the Wolves I'm Home

  • #6
    Colson Whitehead
    “We never see other people anyway, only the monsters we make of them.”
    Colson Whitehead, Zone One

  • #7
    Karen Thompson Walker
    “I've become a collector of stories about unlikely returns: the sudden reappearance of the long-lost son, the father found, the lovers reunited after forty years. Once in awhile, a letter does fall behind a post office desk and lie there for years before it's finally discovered and delivered to the rightful address. The seemingly brain-dead sometimes wake up and start talking. I'm always on the lookout for proof that what is done can sometimes be undone.”
    Karen Thompson Walker, The Age of Miracles

  • #8
    Maureen Corrigan
    “It's not that I don't like people. It's just that when I'm in the company of others - even my nearest and dearest - there always comes a moment when I'd rather be reading a book.”
    Maureen Corrigan, Leave Me Alone, I'm Reading: Finding and Losing Myself in Books

  • #9
    Jennifer Egan
    “Sure, everything is ending," Jules said, "but not yet.”
    Jennifer Egan, A Visit from the Goon Squad

  • #10
    Carol Rifka Brunt
    “I felt like I had proof that not all days are the same length, not all time has the same weight. Proof that there are worlds and worlds and worlds on top of worlds, if you want them to be there.”
    Carol Rifka Brunt, Tell the Wolves I'm Home

  • #11
    Sarah Winman
    “Memories no matter how small or inconsequential are the pages that define us.”
    Sarah Winman, When God Was a Rabbit

  • #12
    Sarah Winman
    “And he uncovered in us a curious need: that we each secretly wanted him to remember us the most. It was strange, both vital and flawed, until I realised that maybe the need to be remembered is stronger than the need to remember.”
    Sarah Winman, When God Was a Rabbit

  • #13
    Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
    “How easy it was to lie to strangers, to create with strangers the versions of our lives we imagined.”
    Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, Americanah



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