Quotes from Read Books 2005
My Sister’s Keeper, Jodie Picoult
The human capacity for burden is like a bamboo - far more flexible than youd ever believe at first glance.
~ Brian, p192
Weetzie Bat, Francesca Lia Block
“Okay. I wish for world peace,” Weetzie said. “I am sorry,” the genie said. “I cant grant that wish. Its out of my league.” “Then I wish for an infinite number of wishes!” Those people on fairy tales never thought of that. “People in fairy tales wish for that all the time,” the genie said. “They arent stupid. It just isnt in the records because I cant grant that type of wish.”
~ p27
“What sexual preference do you hope she has?” “Happiness.” Isnt that cool?
~ p54
Everything was fine, but Weetzie wanted a baby. “How could you want one?” My Secret Agent Lover Man said. “There are way too many babies. And diseases. And nuclear accidents. And crazy psychos. We cant have a baby,” he said.
~ My Secret Agent Lover Man, p52
Pulling heads off Barbies, sticking them on the TV antenna and ruining the reception. But thats how witch babies are.
~ p76
Weetzie wished she could shake blue glitter around all of them - keeping them sparkling and safe.
~ p83
Everything is an illusion; that is the whole thing about it - illusion, immitation, a mirage. It makes me too sad. Its having like a good dream, you know you are going to wake up.
~ Charlie Bat, p85
I dont know about happily ever after… but I know about happily, Weetzie Bat thought..
~ Weetzie p102
The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time, Mark Hadden
And then I thought that I had to be like Sherlock Holmes and I had to detach my mind at will to a remarkable degree so that I did not notice how much it was hurting inside my head.
~ Christoper, p132
The Bell Jar, Silvia Plath
To the person in the bell jar, blank and stopped as a dead baby, the world itself is the bad dream. I remembered everything. Maybe forgetfulness, lika a kind of snow, should numb and cover them. But they were part of me. They were my landscape.
~ Esther, p227
Push, Sapphire
… but you cant get all hung up on details when you are trying to survive…
~ Precious, p124
I am alive inside. A bird is my heart.
~ Precious, p131
Das Rennen meines Lebens, Hermann Maier
Die wahren Siege sind die Stillen.
~ Comeback Werbespot, S120
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