The Pale Queen's Literary Quotes



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"I wanted to do whatever Amazing Thing I was

expected to do... and be done with it.

Go to sleep.

Go to a heaven where there was nothing but

bathtubs and books."

— Marya Hornbacher






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She knew if she loved him she could make him
happy, but she didn’t. Or she did, but it sank
into itself like a hole and curled up content.
Surrounded by the blur of her own movements, the
thought of making him happy was very dear to her.
She moved it from place to place, a surprise she
never opened. She slept alone at night, soul of
a naked priest in her sweet body. Small soft hands,
a bread of desire rising in her stomach. When she
lay down with the man she loved and didn’t, the
man opened and opened. Inside him an acrobat
tumbled over death. And walked thin wires with
nothing above or below. She cried, he was so
beautiful in his scarlet tights and white face
the size of a dime.

—Jayne Anne Phillips, “Happy”

12:17 pm, by palequeenliteraryquotes1 note

I have so much to say to you that I am afraid I shall tell you nothing.
-Fyodor Dostoevsky (via alcools)

(Source: requiemforthepast)


11:31 am, reblogged from Bugs eat books by palequeenliteraryquotes1,332 notes

07:29 pm, by palequeenliteraryquotes8 notes

"Where I went, no one could follow. Yet someone managed to hold my hand.”
-John Banville

07:26 pm, by palequeenliteraryquotes10 notes

"The bad thing about terrible misfortunes, the kind that tear us apart and appear to be unendurable, is that those who suffer them believe or almost demand that the world should end right there, and yet the world pays no heed and carries on regardless and even tugs at the sleeve of the person who suffered the misfortune…"
-Javier Marias 

07:03 pm, by palequeenliteraryquotes4 notes

“My God, he couldn’t help thinking, how terrible it is to be that age, to have emotions so near the surface that the slightest turbulence causes them to boil over. That, very simply, was what adulthood must be all about — acquiring the skill to bury things more deeply. Out of sight and, whenever possible, out of mind.”

-Richard Russo

03:10 pm, by palequeenliteraryquotes

12:34 pm, by palequeenliteraryquotes8 notes

"However gnawing a deficiency, satiety is worse… We are meant to be hungry.”

-Lionel Shriver

12:27 pm, by palequeenliteraryquotes1 note

Look, let’s give it up. Let’s just lay around and make love and take walks and talk a little. Let’s drive down and look at the ocean. It’s only 45 minutes. Let’s play games in the arcades. Let’s go to the races, the Art Museum, the boxing matches. Let’s have friends. Let’s laugh. This kind of life like everybody else’s kind of life: it’s killing us.
-Charles Bukowski (via liquidlightandrunningtrees)

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How do you get so empty? Who takes it out of you?
-Ray Bradbury  (via wordsnquotes)

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