Kristopher Jansma Quotes

#1. Because no one was special, and no one was immune to tragedy.

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#2. After I charge their brains with my own brand of skeptical electricity, I unleash them - the New Cynics - upon a world that is slowly and happily critiquing itself to death.

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#3. The best thing to do - usually - was to let him play these things out. Who was I to tell a genius it was time to put his clothes back on?

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#4. The idea of it's great," I explain. "But then there's the actual thing of it.

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#5. If the gods actually know our fates and still try to meddle and wage their wars in us, then there must be some purpose in our choosing one of the many paths to that end. Man must have free will, or else why would the gods themselves bother?

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#6. The truth is only slightly less interesting than the story.

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#7. We'd been bankrupt since we'd left home; we'd secure our own society. Retirement was an afterlife we didn't believe in and that we expected yesterday.

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#8. She's just this character to you. Both of us are! And we always have been. You don't know what goes on in our heads. You don't know where we come from or who we are . . . Can you even tell the difference anymore between what you've written about her and who she really, truly is?

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#9. Makes you want to fold stories inside of stories inside of stories.

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#10. He extends a hand, larger than a dinner plate, and I have no choice but to shake it. I think I can feel my metacarpals shattering. Julian jumps to summon our waitress again, mostly to avoid shaking hands with this Goliath. "And a pitcher of mimosas, as soon as humanly possible.

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#11. Does it sting like this because I've been robbed or because it was never mine to steal? ... Maybe an idea, like love, cannot ever be stolen away, just as it cannot ever have belonged to me and only me.

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#12. It is a fearful thing to love what death can touch. A fearful thing to love, hope, dream: to be - to be, And oh! to lose. A thing for fools, this, and a holy thing, a holy thing to love.

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#13. These stories are all true, but only somewhere else.

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#14. It was like exactly what it was. It was like a set of claws tearing through my flesh.

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#15. Each time it goes around a little bit, a second goes away."
"Where?" I asked, as the pendulum swung again. And again.
He winked at me. "It escapes. That's why they call it that. Escapement.

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#16. Everything I write is for her; none of it is ever good enough.

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#17. It's all about realizing what you're doing to hold yourself back, like through hatred or fear or nihilism or eating gluten. You identify the things you want, and you finally allow yourself to take them-'

William lost the end of her diatribe as a garbage truck rolled by outside

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