Top 49 Kirsty Eagar Quotes
#1. If there's one thing I can't stand, it's the wounded male ego. It's as though Hollywood thinks I've got some choice in whether I like him or not. As if. I can't change who I am.
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#2. Without wonder, you are dead and I am older. The girl in the mirror looks devastated. Like someone really has pushed a brick through her ribcage.
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#3. 8 is just an infinity symbol the right way up.
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#4. Oooh, intrigue?' Sylvie said playfully. 'Want to know a secret? I am someone else. Nobody knows the real me.'
Jess opened the door, sick of being toyed with, wanting to get away. Her voice was flat. 'You're a girl. It's the same for all of us.
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#5. I don't want romance and stolen kisses and sweetness and hand holding. I want something so big it's like two planets colliding, with an aftershock that I feel for the rest of my life.
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#6. Once they know they've got a hold of your shame, they can shake it out and hold it up for the all world to see. And you become less than it. You become something disgusting.
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#7. It's not love. It's an obsession. And it's not art. It's a way of seeing things. A way to see the things that aren't there.
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#8. Oh, stop it, I tell myself. Stop looking for links and meaning and explanations. What did De Chirico say? The world is a museum of strangeness.
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#9. I am sick of playing games where you're not allowed to show how you feel. I don't have to play anymore. He just won.
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#10. Am I worried about the future? I don't know. When I think of the word it's like seeing a cavity, a space where a tooth used to be.
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#11. You cant rely on anybody being around for you, because things change.
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#12. What did he say? You can't always pick your friends. Well, he's damn right there. I have two friends here: a fifteen year old who sees people in colours and a salsa-mad Dutch woman. I didn't pick them, they just turned up in my life, and I'm really glad.
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#13. Mum turns back to face the screen, and I realise I'm still nodding. Anxiety Girl in action. She has the power to nod until she makes the connection she so desperately needs, or until her head falls off, whichever comes first.
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#14. She was thin like Kylie, but she had a manic energy like Shane, so it was probably drugs.
That's just the means though, the end result is the same. She was one of us. Her, Shane, Marty, Roger, Kylie, me.
People being eaten alive from the inside out.
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#15. It's always about the money. And the problem with that is: if the people who love you are always weighing up what you cost, then you're never really sure who's got your back.
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#16. And that's humbling, knowing that your voice can mean so much to another person.
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#17. SVU, CSI, CSI: NY. These shows, they're all about things being done to females and children. If they were full of thing being done to say, Asians or black people, well, that probably wouldn't be allowed - not as many shows all the time. But females and children are okay.
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#18. I couldn't bear to be talked about. Some girls are shiny-sharp enough to not be damaged, but I didn't think I would be.
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#19. But of course when you've got it bad for somebody, you aren't really sane. You're a stalker and a groupie combined, and you do things even you don't want to try and understand.
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#20. And we're both emotionally limping, because having old wounds re-opened is never fun, no matter how beneficial it might be.
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#22. After a while I get the feeling that Mum and Brian aren't home. Kane either. It's because the house is making so much noise; ticking and creaking as it stretches in the sun. Acting like a house does when nobody's around to see it. It must have forgotten about me.
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#24. It was something they'd done a thousand times before. If Jamie went surfing with a mate and paddled in first, he always took time for that final wave. And there was something so familiar in the ritual that for a moment he felt like everything was right.
He felt forgiven.
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#25. At seventeen, I'm in-between. Staring at the carnival from a distance. Not sure if I want to go forward and become an adult; liking the view too much to turn back.
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#26. I have been acutely aware of the noise of the wash. The slow, steady beat of those little waves lapping the shore sounds like the rhythm of an ancient heart. And I know that this place is old, so old time doesn't matter.
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#27. Shame isn't a quiet grey cloud, shame is a drowning man who claws his way on top of you, scratching and tearing your skin, pushing you under the surface.
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#29. I've got a hangover, okay? So I'm not very ... It's not easy sometimes.
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#30. It's funny to me that power comes from sitting behind a desk. It should come from spending yourself.
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#31. They stared at each other for a long time. The rest of the world had gone somewhere else and everything that needed to be said was being said without talking. And Jamie knew how much he'd lost.
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#32. I reserve my right to choices, too, and I choose to behave badly.
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#33. This is what I love about life. The UP. You can be completely down and out, and in the next you feel like you're flying, for no reason at all.
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#34. Want to know a secret? I am someone else. Nobody knows the real me.
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#35. It's like hearing a song for the first time and being struck by it, haunted by it, wanting to hunt it down and catch it, because the song sums up something you didn't know you wanted to say, giving you chills and goose bumps.
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#36. Jamie's eyes met hers and recognition passed between them. He wondered if that was how it was going to be for the rest of their lives. They'd talk as if they were just two people who used to hang out, but all the time their eyes would be saying, I know you well and I miss you badly.
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#37. Anna's one of those people who get fired up about injustices in the world; quick to quiver with rage because other people don't ignite like she does.
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#38. But you're happy, eh?'
I blink at her, surprised. She's right.
My happiness is crunchy. Snapping, crackling and popping in the sun.
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#39. My father's eyes can be the coldest place on earth.
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#40. I'm already moving towards the kitchen as I say this, because one thing I've learned is that you never, ever enter negotiations with a three-and-a-half-year old. It's like negotiating with terrorists.
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#42. He's still singing to himself, eyes closed, pretending, I think, that I'm someone else.
I shout in his ear again. 'So you can't just lay down and die?'
He doesn't open his eyes, but he nods. 'You can't just lay down and die
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#43. That's the thing. You think you've got balls, but when it comes down to it, you find out you'd do anything to save yourself.
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#44. See, I know what they think about me. That I'm some project. And, yeah, I'll accept their help. But I'm gonna pay my way. 'Cause you can't let people like that give you anything. They think they own you then. And you know what? Nobody's ever going to own me.
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#45. When I come over the top of the dune I see the ocean and I feel like I'm seeing it for the first time.
Today it's blue, straight and simple. Raw blue.
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#46. But I do agree with Mr Findlay about one thing: I am desperate to paint, so it's probably time to start. Because you can plan all you want, but most of the time, the ideas come when you're working. And no matter how much you try to control it, you'll still paint it wrong before you paint it right.
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#47. And that's my problem. You can't rely on anybody being around for you, because things change. Specifically, people die, or something comes up in their life, which you find out is actually quite separate to you.
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#48. Art is a kind of rapture. Surrender enough, you find truth.
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#49. There was thin, reverberating silence; the sort of delicately plucked note that isn't heard, but felt in the heart.
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