Top 100 Simon Van Booy Quotes
#1. We may mean nothing to time, but to each other we are kings and queens, and the world is a wild benevolent garden filled with chance meetings and unexplained departures. Magda
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#2. The most significant conversations of our lives occur in silence.
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#3. You are in the place that was meant for you. Everything had to be arranged like this to get you here.
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#4. She once told me how she could feel the missing part of her arm- how she sometimes experienced the sensation of a hand- that it is possible to feel something without its physical presence.
Perhaps love is like this and we are all limbs of one giant intangible body.
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#5. There are some lies that, under the right circumstances, are the only truth
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#6. The joy of style lies not in how we look to other people, but in how we look to ourselves - and the most memorable and beautiful outfits are simply those that, in some rare moment of joy, we found the courage to share with the world.
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#8. For some people, life is the process of knocking through walls to get out. For others, it is the building of walls.
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#9. He might be famous (local newspaper or television) for finding it, true - but if fame takes away the thing it celebrates, then Sebastien would prefer the inspired silence. We're all famous in our own hearts anyway.
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#10. Children are the closest we have to wisdom, and they become adults the moment that final drop of everything mysterious is strained from them.
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#11. See - this book belongs to you,' Hannah said sweetly.
'No young lady,' the birdman said. 'It belongs to you - but you don't belong to it.'
He leaned in very close to her.
'You belong to you,' he said.
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#12. I want the sea to carry my unceasing love to their still bodies,
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#13. A stiff breeze had claimed Athens, filling bedrooms, rearranging the tops of desks, touching everything and nothing, as if searching for something it no longer recognized.
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#14. To love again, you must not discard what has happened to you, but take from it the strength you'll need to carry on.
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#15. Thomas realized he had changed, that he was not the same man, but like everyone else, he was the result of an accident that had once taken place between nature and chance. An
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#17. He felt that his life was nothing more than a light that would blink once in the history of the universe and then be forgotten.
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#18. I think most people in the world are decent if they're not suffering.
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#19. Everything that we love will, at some point, be taken away from us. If I think about everyone I love eventually being taken away from me by death, or simply by getting lost from each other in the world, it makes me value them much more now.
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#20. Writers are often alone when they work. Hours pass in silence as one long moment; light fades as day turns back to face the coming night.
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#21. In the end I didn't know who I was crying for, but it was something my body wanted to do, as though trying to digest grief.
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#22. Then, breathing slow, and almost deliberately, stops. But for a moment the old man doesn't realize he is dead. He can feel Martin's heart and mistakes it for his own.
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#23. He wanted to tell the baby that Paris was like a poem in stone.
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#24. Royal Young's writing is that rare blend of irony and beauty.
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#26. Reading reassures us that no matter how alone we might feel, there are many others - spread as wide as history itself - who have felt the same way we have, who have occupied the rooms we find ourselves locked in at various points of our lives.
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#27. Music helps us understand where we have come from but, more importantly, what has happened to us.
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#28. [I] read books because I love them, not because I think I should read them.
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#30. The love of a
man is like a drop of color into something clear.
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#31. They haven't made love for years but sleep holding hands
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#32. I think people would be happier if they admitted things more often. In a sense we are all prisoners of some memory, or fear, or disappointment - we are all defined by something we can't change.
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#33. She told me that while my father's body might be crushed under tons of black earth, the body is nothing but camouflage. She whispered that every soul is a river trying to find its way back to the sea.
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#34. I wonder if things can happen too early or too late or if everything happens at exactly the right time. If so, how sad and beautiful.
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#35. That night she admitted her compulsion to escape. She was worried that if my father drowned, or I disappeared, she would be left with nothing. By running away at least she would have the joy of knowing she was missed.
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#36. But those who seek only reassurance from life will never be more than tourists - seeing everything and trying to possess what can only be felt.
Beauty is the shadow of imperfection.
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#37. He realized this early on, and realized too that what people think are their lives are merely its conditions. The truth is closer than thought and lies buried in what we already know.
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#38. But say you do find the right people - how do you love them without smothering them? ... How do you not suffocate them with all the love you've built up in their absence?
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#39. She said that one day they would be very old, that the world would be a different place, but it would always be their world, and that the time apart now would be a nightmare from which they would recover - desperation buried under years of happiness.
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#41. I find hunger more interesting than accomplishment.
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#42. I think we keep these moments of rejection and acceptance very close. I think we carry them always, like cracked shells from which a part of us once hatched.
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#43. It's true the people we meet shape us. But the people we don't meet shape us also, often more because we have imagined them so vividly.
There are people we yearn for but never seem to meet.
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#44. Language allows us to reach out to people, to touch them with our innermost fears, hopes, disappointments, victories. To reach out to people we'll never meet.
It's the greatest legacy you could ever leave your children or your loved ones:
The history of how you felt.
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#45. We touched with a softness that pushed through the skin into memory, like arms plunged into a river - we could feel the weight of each other's stones.
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#46. Anyone who is desperate or alone will agree there is comfort in routine.
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#47. The damned would have to remain on earth in perpetual doubt. Once
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#48. And he is enchanted by the beauty of small things: hot coffee, wind through an open window, the tapping of rain, a passing bicycle, the desolation of snow on a winter's day.
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#49. It is the afternoon of my birthday, but still the morning of my life.
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#50. Everything you are
afraid of will never happen. It's the events you cannot
conceive of that happen.
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#51. When Bach died some of his children sold his scores to the butcher they had decided the paper was more useful for wrapping meat. In a small village in Germany a father brought home a limp goose wrapped in paper that was covered with strange and beautiful symbols.
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#53. I think living with the absence of someone we love is like living in front of a mountain from which a person - a speck in the distance, on some distance ridge - is perpetually waving.
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#55. I want to do things for people they will never forget. Maybe that's the best thing I can do in life.
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#56. I live in Rome where people sit by fountains and kiss. The sound of water is the sound of love rushing between them.
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#57. Before I met with my wife, I loved her very much. I didn't know who she was, but I had a fire inside me for someone I knew existed. Now that she hangs out stars, I still love her, though we speak another language altogether.
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#58. When a person is loved, they are granted the strength of all seas.
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#59. I think John Coltrane is one of the great American heroes, like Abraham Lincoln and Emily Dickinson.
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#60. Whether you know it or not, we leave parts of ourselves wherever we go.
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#61. The key to a good life is to gently overlook the truth
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#62. Many things are hard, Danny. Life comes at you in pieces sometimes too big to avoid
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#63. Sometimes I wake up and lie still enough to hear a petal drop from the vase of flowers. Sometimes I lie awake and wish there was someone to hear my falling.
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#64. It had rained, she said, and I imagined the beads of small water on the windshield like a thousand eyes, or each drop a small imperfect reflection of a perfect moment.
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#65. Alzheimer's is like having your entire life written out in chalk and then washed over by the sea at every tide.
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#66. If you travel too often, you actually come face-to-face with what you're trying to escape. I feel like when I travel alone, sometimes it's like being locked in a hotel room with my own worst enemy.
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#67. I was living in a large apartment with no furniture, just a typewriter, and because I had nothing else to do with my time, it made me take my writing seriously.
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#68. The present grows within the boundaries of the past.
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#69. Language is like looking at a map of somewhere. Love is living there and surviving on the land.
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#70. The beauty of artifacts is in how they reassure us we're
not the first to die.
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#71. There are times in life when language fails us, when everything that needs to be said can be expressed only by saying nothing at all.
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#72. Life just swallows you up, doesn't it?Just swallows you up with its everyday things
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#73. As they drove back to Greenpoint from Long Island, Drake looked at the other drivers on the Long Island Expressway and realized that anyone could be anyone's father, that anyone could love anyone under certain circumstances, and that life is a museum of small accidents.
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#75. The poet Emily Dickinson said that nature is a haunted house, while art is a house that tries to be haunted. She was born and died in the same room.
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#77. My love for you will always be stronger than any truth.
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#78. Now on a sloping meadow hours into a fresh day, he found himself a desperate man, struggling to free himself from the shackles of a life he had not pursued. And her voice trickled through him, an icicle perpetually melting.
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#79. He thinks I suffer from depression. But I'm just quiet. Solitude and depression are like swimming and drowning. In school many years ago, I learned that flowers sometimes unfold inside themselves.
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#80. Up here on this forgotten elbow of land, I have nothing to lose, and though I am more afraid now than I have ever been, I am relieved, I am unburdened, I am ascending.
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#81. You were unsure which pain is worse
the shock of what happened or the ache for what never will.
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#82. As an archaeologist, I've often wondered how we as a race keep going through all the misery. The answer is revealed: the potential for closeness with strangers. Floating
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#83. Every parent, no matter how cultured or sophisticated, will one day succumb to a child's pleas to visit Walt Disney World Resort.
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#84. I didn't know who she was, but I had this fire inside me for someone I knew existed.
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#85. Life had called his name, and without thinking, he had stepped forward. He wondered if perhaps he was becoming the person he had always wanted to be.
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#86. Perhaps he had been waiting all along for someone to knock him down and allow him to drop the weight he'd so faithfully carried.
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#87. You can't explain love" he said out loud. "That's how it gets ruined.
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#88. Where are people going? I wonder what they hope will happen and what they are afraid of? For me it's the same thing and has to do with being loved.
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#89. Both my parents were very supportive of me in whatever I wanted to do.
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#90. The very best and the very worst of life will come from [their] ability to love strangers.
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#94. Should you ever feel too lonely ... listen for the roar of the sea- for in it are all those who've been and all those who are to come.
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#96. We had spent only a few weeks together, five years ago, but when you finally meet the person who in daydreams you had sculpted without words, the transparency of time becomes the color of hair, and shapeless years become the shape of lips.
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#98. I was afraid of the sea when I was a girl. Someone said it went on forever and that frightened me. I wondered why my parents had chosen to live at the beginning and the end of the world.
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#99. Like surgeons trying to save a life, the conservators and preservers at New York City museums dedicate themselves to ensuring the longevity of works of art for public view.
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#100. Libraries are the ultimate restaurants for brain food. I sleep better knowing there are libraries. I would take a bullet for a librarian.
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