Andre Alexis Quotes

#1. In the sunny world, with its small things moving too fast, I shy away from light and in the attic cuss the dark.

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#2. ...you can't know what a life has been until it is over.

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#3. The grass is wet on the hill. The sky has no end. For the dog who waits for his mistress, Madge, noon comes again.

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#4. Summer is full of smoke, and endless lawns. Quietly, whether across moss or on algae, knee over the railing of the little porch, fate comes.

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#5. The city had been built by people from innumerable elsewheres. It was a chaos of cultures ordered only by its long streets. It belonged to no one and never would, or maybe it was a million cities in one, unique to each of its inhabitants, belonging to whoever walked its streets.

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#6. The light that moves is not the light. The light that stays is not the light. The true light rose countless sleeps ago. It rose, even in the mouth of birds.

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#7. Every year winter comes and every year we're shocked when it snows and people forget to put on their snow tires and someone falls through the ice. No one knows the exact hour of winter, but it always comes somewhere round the same time.

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#8. Death was in every fibre of these creatures. It was hidden in their languages and at the root of their civilizations. You could hear it in the sounds they made and see it in the way they moved. It darkened their pleasures and lightened their despair.

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#9. The leaves, they run like mice, while birds peck at the ground. The wood has rotted in its bin. The grim axe has come round

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#10. With one paw, trying the edges of the winter pond, finding its waters solid, he advances, nails sliding, still far from home.

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#11. Benjy's greatest wish was for a place where the echelon was clear to all, where the powerful cared for the weak and the weak gave their respect without being coerced. He longed for balance, order, right and pleasure.

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#12. Prince's words had not been meant as a warning. Rather, he had been playing. He had been pretending. He had been speaking for speaking's sake. Could there be a more despicable use for words?

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#13. Running through the grey-eyed dawn with last night's trash in mind, the brown dog scuttles through fluted gates while birds sing on above the world about a bit of fallen cheese, the shish kebob he ate and all the vagaries of plates

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#14. Just listen to these people. You'd swear they understood each other though not one of them has any idea what their words actually mean to another.

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#15. because he was the man he was, one strong thing came out of the confusion: love. 'Love' had caused him trouble in the recent past, but he went with it anyway, stubbornly holding to the idea that 'love' - whenever and wherever it touched down - was always right.

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#16. It was not boring, said Majnoun, but it was strange. The people were always looking away to where you couldn't see. The whole time, I thought there was something coming. Then at the end, it was death that came.

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#17. If rackabones eat up the sky, if words spring out of rock, my soul will wind down and life run out the clock.

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#18. Perfect understanding between beings is no guarantor of happiness. To perfectly understand another's madness, for instance, is to be mad oneself. The veil that separates earthly beings is, at times, a tragic barrier, but it is also, at times, a great kindness.

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#19. In the golden tent of early morning when the sky has turned its back when the sky has turned its back and isn't listening when the scallops stand upright on their hinges ...

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#20. I am dismayed to be in season. I curse men who think of me as food and dream of rickshaws, and lacquered wood.

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#21. Is it not sad to be caught between desires?

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#22. Beyond the hills, a master is who knows our secret names. With bell and bones, he'll call us home, winter, fall or spring.

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#23. So little of what anything means comes through words.

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#24. What is the name of he who comes with eyes closed and fingers black, the one who draws the curtains back when dawn has come? 'Agha Thanatos' or just plain 'Death'? When will I know which is right?

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#25. This new thinking leads away from the pack, but a dog is no dog if he does not belong.

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#26. The group of people in front of her was jovial and paid her no attention. The group behind was much the same. She was alone without being alone.

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