House Quotes

Stories are how we connect. Evolution isn’t seriously about thumbs but about how we use language – that’s what raises us above dumb animals, right? Language?

Telling stories to make himself into something that he isn’t. We all do it. We all tell stories to make ourselves look better.

There is no ‘what if’. Only in stories.

Know what an optimist is, Major? A pessimist without much experience.

She seemed always to have seen him through a blur - first of sleepiness, then of distance and indifference - and now the fog had thickened till he was almost indistinguishable.

It seems like there are so many homesick people in the world. It seems like so many of us live far away from where we were born.

There was some part of me that never left that house. Rather, some part of the house that wouldn't leave me.

I wanted to say a lot but wasn't sure where to start

Space is a precious thing to waste. You don't want to fill your house with anything that doesn't directly add to your happiness.

If my home is indeed a sanctuary, I want to treat everything I bring into it as sacred.

And it occurred to me how even pulling trees that day, just months ago, I was in heaven. Unaware. I had known nothing even as the evil was occurring, I hadn't been touched yet.

…but youth yearned to youth.

Alice felt a surge of pity for them, stuck as they were within the white-hot glow of youth, when everything seemed so vital, so essential, so important.

We were young and thought we were invincible and we threw ourselves into the gears of history and it ground us up.

He had his choice, and he liked the worst.

The aunts’ conception of the right to privacy went far enough to allow you to close the toilet door when you were peeing, but no further.

It is more than love, barely less than madness. It’s never close enough.

I love you to the moon and bed.

I swear, gentlemen, that to be too conscious is an illness - a real thorough-going illness.

...there is no explaining anything by reasoning and so it is useless to reason.

Ours was the age of enlightenment, he said, when the battle cry was, ‘We must know, we shall know!’, and reason would depose superstition and we be liberated by it.

Dat's what they say of this cauntry back home, Kath: 'America, the land of milk and honey.' Bot they never tell you the milk's gone sour and the honey's stolen.

Karen, her elbows folded on the deck-rail, wanted to share with someone her pleasure in being alone: this is the paradox of any happy solitude.

Company is a burden to those at home in the solitude of their souls.

He cracked his crooked smile that made all women swoon except the ones who wanted to slap him. Faye was a fence-sitter on the subject.

She wants her cup of stars.

Gran...I just want to say thank you for everything. I didn't realize how much you sacrificed.” “Children never do. Good Lord made it that way.

The Victorians lost a few workers in everything they built, rather like a votive offering.

Being smart takes patience. Being wise takes pain. Being apathetic takes practice. Being in love takes everything...away.

Love is at the very root of having a positive attitude.

There is cruelty in the world Eliza, you can see that, can't you?It surrounds us. It breathes on us. We spend our life trying to escape it.

No woman will ever take care of my children but me, she said. I will not allow it, do you understand?And after I am gone Madge Toxley, if you try to make them yours, then you will live to regret it.

Mistakes are as serious as the results they cause.

Another circumstance, too, worried me in those days: that there was no one like me and I was unlike anyone else. "I am alone and they are everyone, " I thought–and pondered.

Fear and hopelessness washed over her. She was looking her own mortality in the face, and it was a horrifying thing to do.

You know you found the right one when you stop looking for "more.

I rushed through the door.You had bitten a way for me.

And how funny, strange, that a thing can grow so powerful even when planted in the wrong place. Ideas too, I muttered. Ideas.

…but it is in despair that the most burning pleasures occur, especially when one is all too highly conscious of the hopelessness of one’s position.

…but it is in despair that the most burning pleasures occur…

A sprinkle of last-minute despair gives a soul an agreeably earthy aftertaste.

You got a child to feed and a life to get on with.

The roof was torn off the gym. God's way of telling the jocks that they'd better remember who's really charge.

I want to know how good at life I can be in a place where there are no distractions.

There is life after abuse. This is mine.

The first time Calypso came to check on [Leo], it was to complain about the noise.“Smoke and fire, ” she said. “Clanging on metal all day long. You’re scaring away the birds!”“Oh, no, not the birds!

I see now the virtue in madness, for this country knows no law nor any boundary. I pity the poor shades confined to the Euclidean prison that is sanity

If I guess your secret, will you tell me if I'm right?" His father laughed but didn't answer.

Ah, my darling. But there is no such thing [as a nice safe history].

He loved her like the first time every time. Like the first time all the time.