Hollow City Quotes

#1. Strange, I thought, how you can be living your dreams and your nightmares at the very same time.

Ransom Riggs

#2. I think I was five when I had my real first go-kart.

Michael Schumacher

#3. Abjection is above all ambiguity. Because, while releasing a hold, it does not radically cut off the subject from what threatens it
on the contrary, abjection acknowledges it to be in perpetual danger.

Julia Kristeva

#4. The Jew - is the symbol of eternity. ... He is the one who for so long had guarded the prophetic message and transmitted it to all mankind. A people such as this can never disappear. The Jew is eternal. He is the embodiment of eternity.

Leo Tolstoy

#5. When people are faced with a choice between the Northern Ireland they have got and the perfect Northern Ireland, they complain. But in the real world that isn't the choice.

John Reid

#6. You cannot believe the mayhem!

Lance Russell

#7. No government has ever voluntarily reduced itself in size - and that, in a way, became my theme.

Ronald Reagan

#8. Of what shall we be proud of if we are not proud of our friends?

Robert Louis Stevenson

#9. I am the passenger, I stay under glass. I look through my window so bright, I see the stars come out tonight. I see the bright and hollow sky, over the city's ripped backsides and everything looks good tonight.

Iggy Pop

#10. The cold is waiting to ooze through the soles of your shoes. Maggot-damp, this city is festering: home to hollow faces of grey flesh. They stare from windows unclean, into the sun never reaches: dismal lives lived in dismal constriction.

Emmanuelle De Maupassant

#11. I understood that my family was rich in love but would probably never own the land my father, John, dreamed of owning. My mother, Willie Ella Mays Clarke, was a washerwoman for poor white folks in the area of Columbus, Georgia where the writer Carson McCullers once lived.

John Henrik Clarke

#12. Right," said Fat Charlie conversationally. "You realize, of course, that this means war." It was the traditional war cry of a rabbit when pushed too far.

Neil Gaiman

#13. Big cities comforted me: the cover, the chaos, the hollow sympathy of the architecture, the Tube lines snaking underground. London could swallow you up, in a good way. There were times when I'd been broken and being subsumed into a city had made me feel part of a whole again.

Emma Jane Unsworth

#14. Taking what was the most raw and broken inside us and offering it to the other as a show of what we can't heal on our own. It's the most simple and heartbreaking of vulnerabilities ... to admit that you need someone else.

Katie McGarry