Top 100 Erin Morgenstern Quotes
#1. You believe you could not live with the pain. Such pain is not lived with. It is only endured. I am sorry.
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#2. I go back and forth between input phases where I'm reading a lot or trying to get out and explore the world a bit and soak up inspirations and then I'll get back into output mode and write and write and write.
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#3. ... there is less magic in the world today. Magic is secret and secrets are magic, after all ...
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#4. The night that seemed endless hours before is now slipping through your fingers, ticking by as it falls into the past and pushes you towards the future.
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#5. It is a matter of perspective, between opponent and partner ... You step to the side and the same person can be either or both or something else entirely.
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#7. You look like a ghost," Bailey says. He can think of no better way to describe it.
"You appear the same way to me, so which of us is real?
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#8. I am already married, she remarks to the empty air, twisting the ring on her right hand that covers an sold, distinctive scar.
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#9. Are we going to discuss whatever it is you are here to discuss instead of dancing around it?" he asks. "I was never a particularly good dancer.
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#10. Figs that drip with honey, sugar blown into curls and flowers.
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#11. Better to have a single perfect diamond than a sack of flawed stones.
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#12. People are naive about such things, and they would rather write them off as evil than attempt to understand them. An unfortunate truth, but a truth nonetheless.
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#13. The Cloud Maze.
An Excursion in Dimension A Climb Though the Firmament; There Is No Beginning There Is No End
Enter Where You Please
Leave When You Wish
Have No Fear of Falling
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#14. Because I do not wish to know," he says. "I prefer to remain unenlightened, to better appreciate the dark.
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#15. you think perhaps you can smell caramel wafting through the evening breeze, beneath the crisp scent of the autumn leaves. A subtle sweetness at the edges of the cold. The
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#17. By the time he reaches the farm, he is sure that the Bailey he is now is closer to the Bailey he is supposed to be than the Bailey he had been the day before. He may not be certain what any of it means, but for now he does not think that it much matters.
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#18. I knew that, and still it surprised me. How long I was willing to wait for something that was only a possibility.
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#19. Should you choose your questions more carefully, you may receive more satisfying answers.
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#20. Writing in a near frenzy is wonderful and freeing, but for me, it did not result in a nice, shiny novel. Instead, what I have is a mess.
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#21. They say it's darkest before the dawn, but it also tend to be quietest, and the quiet lets you hear yourself better.
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#22. We are such stuff As dreams are made on; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep. - PROSPERO, THE TEMPEST, ACT IV, SCENE 1
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#23. I wanted you to have a place where you felt safe enough to cry if I could not be with you.
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#25. PROSPERO THE ENCHANTER uses a pocket knife to slit his daughter's fingertips open, one by one, watching wordlessly as she cries until calm enough to heal them, drips of blood slowly creeping backward. The skin melds together, swirls of fingerprint ridges finding one another
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#26. It is difficult to see a situation for what it is when you are in the midst of it," Tsukiko says. "It is too familiar. Too comfortable.
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#28. It would be so simple to let go.
It would be so much easier to let go.
So much less painful.
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#29. I used to think that if she were gone, you would come back to me."
"If she were gone, I would be nothing," Marco says. "You should think better of yourself than to settle for that."
They stand in silence on the empty street, the chill of the night air falling between them.
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#30. When you meet someone new who instantly gets you, your sense of humor and your attitudes and your worldview, even if theirs are different - and you get them in return. You both talk and talk and agree and laugh and nod and yes, yes, of course you should get another round of drinks.
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#31. I saw in details while she saw in scope. Not seeing the scope is why I am here and she is not. I took each element spearately and never looked to see that they never did fit together properly
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#32. Marco knows he does not have the time to push her away, so he pulls her close, burying his face in her hair, his bowler hat torn from his head by the wind ... "Trust me," Celia whispers in his ear, and he stops fighting it, forgetting everything but her.
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#33. they start in the ice garden, through the twins grow impatient with leisurely pace that celia prefers to take around the frozen trees. before they have traveled halfway through the space they are begging to ride the carousel instead.
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#34. Follow your dreams Bailey. Be they Harvard or somehing else entirely. No matter what that father of yours says, or how loudly he might say it. He forgets that he was someone's dream once, himself
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#35. I binge write. I think it's because I started seriously writing by participating in National Novel Writing Month, an online-based challenge to write 50,000 words in 30 days.
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#36. I thought a circus environment would be an interesting venue to explore, where you didn't just have one tent with three rings and a show going on but where you could explore different things in different tents.
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#37. Her father picks different names for her as they change locales, but he uses Miranda often, presumably because he knows how much it annoys her.
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#38. I would have written you, myself, if I could put down in words everything I want to say to you. A sea of ink would not be enough.' 'But you built me dreams instead.
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#39. He does hesitate, just for a moment, but he knows he will hate himself later if he doesn't at least try, no matter what might happen after.
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#40. Thousands of miles away, in a crowded theater that thunders with applause for the man onstage, hidden in the shadows formed between disused pieces of scenery backstage, Celia Bowen curls herself into a ball and cries.
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#41. Comic-Con was crazy, good crazy ... Five minutes after I'm done, the cast of 'Twilight' is where I was sitting.
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#42. And then he tells her stories. Myths he learned from his instructor. Fantasies he created himself, inspired by bits and pieces of others read in archaic books with crackling spines.
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#43. Have you ever thought about it, about simply leaving? Really, truly thought about it with the intent to follow through and not as a dream or a passing fancy?
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#44. That man has no shadow," he says, as Chandresh leans over the twins to peer out the window at the empty street.
"what did you say?" Chandresh asks, but Poppet and Widget, and the orange kittens have already run off down the hall, lost in the colorful crowd.
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#45. I think I get some of my love of adult books that can be fun from Douglas Adams.
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#46. Each of them always gravitating toward the other. Yet still they do not touch.
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#47. Marco moves to close the distance between them, kissing away her tears before catching her lip with his own.
As he kisses her, the bonfire glows brighter. The acrobats catch the light perfectly as they spin. The entire circus sparkles, dazzling every patron.
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#48. Memories begin to creep forward from hidden corners of your mind. Passing disappointments. Lost chances and lost causes. Heartbreaks and pain and desolate, horrible loneliness. Sorrows you thought long forgotten mingle with still-fresh wounds.
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#50. And there are never really endings, happy or otherwise. Things keep going on, they overlap and blur, your story is part of your sister's story is part of many other stories, and there is no telling where any of them may lead.
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#51. Natural talent is a questionable phenomenon. Inclination perhaps, but innate ability is extremely rare.
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#52. We must put effort and energy into anything we wish to change.
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#53. I do not see as well without her. I do not hear as well without her. I do not feel as well without her. I would be better off without a hand or a leg than without my sister.
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#54. I think she's a witch," Marco says. "And I mean that in the most complimentary manner.
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#55. I feel 'The Night Circus' has a complete story arc in one book. I like it as a single volume. It feels complete to me, and I wouldn't want to stretch it out into something it's not.
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#56. When the beaded curtain parts with a sound like rain, it is Marco who enters the fortune-teller's chamber, and Isobel immediately flips her veil from her face, the impossibly thin black silk floating back over her head like mist.
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#58. We are two different people, Ethan. Just because you could never decide which one of us you were in love with does not make us interchangeable.
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#59. This is not magic. This is the way the world is, only very few people take the time to stop and note it.
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#60. Everything I have done, every change I have made to that circus, every impossible feat and astounding sight, I have done for her.
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#61. It is likely to make us think we are not caged. We cannot feel the bars unless we push against them.
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#62. There are tents, I am certain, that I have not discovered in my many visits to the circus. Though I have seen a great deal of the sights, traveled a number of the available paths, there are always corners that remain unexplored, doors that remain unopened. -Friedrick Thiessen, 1896
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#64. Which tent is your favourite?" he asks.
"The Ice Garden," Celia answers, without even pausing to consider.
"Why is that?" Marco asks.
"Because of the way it feels," she says. "It's like walking into a dream. As though it is someplace else entirely and not simply another tent ...
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#66. I'm kind of big on performance in general. I like the sort of entertainment where you can go in and be fully immersed in it.
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#67. It's not a real name," she says. "Not one that he's carried with him always. It's one he wears like his hat. So he can take it off if he wants.
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#68. Do you sometimes feel like you are dreaming, all the time?
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#69. They seek each other out, these people of such specific like mind. They tell of how they found the circus, how those first few steps were like magic.
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#70. Everything is lit with glowing chandeliers and copious candles, so that the light is not bright but deep and warm and bubbling.
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#72. Most maidens are perfectly capable of rescuing themselves in my experience, at least the ones worth something, in any case.
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#73. A language you cannot speak yourself is not necessarily a god-awful mess, Celia says, transcribing a line of symbols into her notebook.
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#74. Fearsome Beasts and Strange Creatures Wonders in Paper and Mist
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#75. I'm an emotional sort of person in general and I have a vivid imagination, so I feel the whole spectrum of emotion strongly when I write.
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#76. I love that very traditional fairy tale where it's not all 'happily ever after.' I like all that old school, bloody, 'Brothers Grimm' sort of stuff. So you have all those shades of gray in there.
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#77. The snow-white angel alone remains, hovering over Tara Burgess's fresh grave, holding a single black rose in one hand. She does not move, does not even bat an eyelash. Her powdered face stays frozen in sorrow. The increasing rain pulls stray feathers from her wings and pins them to the mud below.
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#78. And yet I cannot be myself. You teach me all these things and then you put me here to pretend to be something I am not, while she is center stage, doing exactly what she does.
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#79. I couldn't tell the difference between what was real and what I wanted to be real.
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#80. You may tell a tale that takes up residence in someone's soul, becomes their blood and self and purpose. That tale will move them and drive them and who knows that they might do because of it, because of your words. That is your role, your gift.
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#82. Nothing's impossible, Poppet responds. She smiles at him and jumps, her red hair trailing out behind her as she falls.
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#83. The false face had been handsome, yes, but consciously so. As though he was too aware of his own attractivensss, something she found distinctly unappealing.
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#84. It bothers him most at times like this, in the bottom of the brandy bottle and the quiet of the night.
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#85. Mme. Padva greets them with the practiced disinterest she reserves for pretty young things
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#86. This is all lie, she want to say to them. The dead are not hovering nearby to knock politely at teacups and tabletops and whisper through billowing curtains.
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#87. The thrill of being surrounded by something wondrous and fantastical, only magnified and focused directly at her. The feel of his skin against hers reverberates across her entire body, though his fingers remain entwined in hers.
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#88. A woman I should like to think I know rather well and a woman I had always considered a mystery, are in fact the same person.
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#89. I'm working on something that's not yet novel-shaped but is something of a film-noir-flavored 'Alice in Wonderland.' It will also very likely be a single volume story and not the start of a series.
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#90. I am tired of trying to hold things together that cannot be held. Trying to control what cannot be controlled. I am tired of denying myself what I want for fear of breaking things I cannot fix. They will break no matter what we do.
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#91. Gates Open at Nightfall & Close at Dawn in swirly lettering, and under that, in tiny plain letters: Trespassers Will Be Exsanguinated Bailey doesn't know what "exsanguinated" means, but he doesn't much like the sound of it.
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#92. Someone needs to tell their bits of overlapping narrative. There's magic in that. It's in the listener, and for each and every ear it will be different, and it will affect them in ways they can never predict. From the mundane to the profound.
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#93. I read for someone a week ago," she says. "He was young, younger than I was when I met you. Tall in the way of someone who is not yet used to being tall.
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#95. It is shallow, but it is glowing. A shimmering, shifting light cascades up through the surface of the water. A soft radiance, enough to illuminate the pool and the stones that sit at the bottom.
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#97. It arrived only a few days ago and is still a novelty. Had it been present for longer, Caroline likely would have chosen a different dare, but the circus is currently the talk of the town, and Caroline likes to keep her dares en vogue.
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#98. We lead strange lives, chasing our dreams around from place to place.
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#99. The most difficult thing to read is time. Maybe because it changes so many things.
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#100. I'm actually not a huge circus fan in the traditional sense, but I like a lot of the circus trappings of striped tents and caramel. I lean more towards Cirque du Soleil than Barnum and Bailey.
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