randomly pulled off the bookshelves
Jul. 6th, 2002 10:51 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
the bookshelves of *porn*!
"People are frightened of being alione. Most people, anyway. Zimmerman and Powys and others--those books that you saw--they talk about the beauty of solitude. But they enjoyed their solitude because they knew they could always come back to people. You don't enjoy it when you're really cut off. You hate it."
--The Promise, Chaim Potok
"I was having a mildly paranoid day, mostly due to the fact that the mad priest lady from over the river had taken to nailing weasels to my front door again."
--Transmetropolitan: Back on the Street, Warren Ellis, Darick Robertson
"'Consider the Star of David,' he said quietly. 'Two triangles, one pointing down, one pointing up. I find this a powerful image--the Divine reaching down, humanity reaching upward. And in the center, an intersection, where the Divine and human meet. The Mass takes place in that space.'"
--The Sparrow, Mary Doria Russell.
"'I'm not the prom date, fucking dude,' Drew said, getting his hand lower on Jake's back. 'I mean, you don't have to strategize.'"
--Burning Girl, Ben Neihart
"In my worlds people died. And I thought that was honest, I thought I was being honest. I thought I was telling the truth. I thought...
They were actors. And they played at being dead."
--Signal to Noise, Neil Gaiman, Dave McKean.
"In 1902 Father built a house at the crest of the Broadview Avenue hill in New Rochelle, New York."
--Ragtime, E.L. Doctorow
"In the lives of children, pumpkins can turn into coaches, mice and rats into human beings. When we grow up, we learn that it's far more common for human beings to turn into rats."
--Confessions of an Ugly Stepsister, Gregory Maguire
"It was the truths that made the people grotesques. The old man had quite an elaborate theory concerning the matter. It was his notion that the moment one of the people took one of the truths to himself, called it his truth, and tried to live his life by it, he became a grotesque and the truth he embraced became a falsehood."
--Winesburg, Ohio, Sherwood Anderson
"I had just changed into a man, me, Joanna. I mean a female man, of course; my body and soul were exactly the same.
So there's me also."
--The Female Man, Joanna Russ
"On a warm July evening of the year 1588, in the royal palace of Greenwich, London, a woman lay dying, an assassin's bullets lodged in abdomen and chest. Her face was lined, her teeth blackened, and death lent her no dignity; but her last breath started echoes that ran out to shake a hemisphere. For the Faery Queen, Elizabeth the First, paramount ruler of England, was no more..."
--Pavane, Keith Roberts
"It is a piece that brings to mind the moment of departure at a train station; that makes the fingers stretch to touch a last time; that makes you think, yes, the life of sensation, and no other."
--The Page Turner, David Leavitt
"And then the sudden, uninvited image of a train derailing and everything spilled out along the tracks, broken bodies in tangled, smoking wreckage and that's exactly what it feels like, to be here, alive and alone and no idea how she will be able to stand waking up tomorrow."
--Threshold, Caitlin R. Kiernan
"People are frightened of being alione. Most people, anyway. Zimmerman and Powys and others--those books that you saw--they talk about the beauty of solitude. But they enjoyed their solitude because they knew they could always come back to people. You don't enjoy it when you're really cut off. You hate it."
--The Promise, Chaim Potok
"I was having a mildly paranoid day, mostly due to the fact that the mad priest lady from over the river had taken to nailing weasels to my front door again."
--Transmetropolitan: Back on the Street, Warren Ellis, Darick Robertson
"'Consider the Star of David,' he said quietly. 'Two triangles, one pointing down, one pointing up. I find this a powerful image--the Divine reaching down, humanity reaching upward. And in the center, an intersection, where the Divine and human meet. The Mass takes place in that space.'"
--The Sparrow, Mary Doria Russell.
"'I'm not the prom date, fucking dude,' Drew said, getting his hand lower on Jake's back. 'I mean, you don't have to strategize.'"
--Burning Girl, Ben Neihart
"In my worlds people died. And I thought that was honest, I thought I was being honest. I thought I was telling the truth. I thought...
They were actors. And they played at being dead."
--Signal to Noise, Neil Gaiman, Dave McKean.
"In 1902 Father built a house at the crest of the Broadview Avenue hill in New Rochelle, New York."
--Ragtime, E.L. Doctorow
"In the lives of children, pumpkins can turn into coaches, mice and rats into human beings. When we grow up, we learn that it's far more common for human beings to turn into rats."
--Confessions of an Ugly Stepsister, Gregory Maguire
"It was the truths that made the people grotesques. The old man had quite an elaborate theory concerning the matter. It was his notion that the moment one of the people took one of the truths to himself, called it his truth, and tried to live his life by it, he became a grotesque and the truth he embraced became a falsehood."
--Winesburg, Ohio, Sherwood Anderson
"I had just changed into a man, me, Joanna. I mean a female man, of course; my body and soul were exactly the same.
So there's me also."
--The Female Man, Joanna Russ
"On a warm July evening of the year 1588, in the royal palace of Greenwich, London, a woman lay dying, an assassin's bullets lodged in abdomen and chest. Her face was lined, her teeth blackened, and death lent her no dignity; but her last breath started echoes that ran out to shake a hemisphere. For the Faery Queen, Elizabeth the First, paramount ruler of England, was no more..."
--Pavane, Keith Roberts
"It is a piece that brings to mind the moment of departure at a train station; that makes the fingers stretch to touch a last time; that makes you think, yes, the life of sensation, and no other."
--The Page Turner, David Leavitt
"And then the sudden, uninvited image of a train derailing and everything spilled out along the tracks, broken bodies in tangled, smoking wreckage and that's exactly what it feels like, to be here, alive and alone and no idea how she will be able to stand waking up tomorrow."
--Threshold, Caitlin R. Kiernan