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In every cell in every body in every living thing, strings of words make sentences, meanings locked together
To reread a book is to read a different book. The reader is different. The meaning is different.
Rejection is no badge of honour.
The human genome is a script, waiting for the amino actors, the protein players to strut and fret their hour.
Being gay is not just what I do, but who I am. It is part of how I choose to live my life even if I never chose.
To talk of probability is to suggest that events might happen differently from the way they do, whereas events themselves will unfold according to an inevitable path.
It is a matter of mere coincidence that there is often a real individual who corresponds with a celebrity, signifies them.
Nothing's random. Even if it looks that way, it's just because you don't know the causes.
To be mad is worse than not to be if this is what it is.
Genes do not make you, any more than brain chemistry makes you hungry, food makes you breathe, breathing makes you die.
He did it because he could not help himself, which explains everything and nothing
But why should he be open-minded when he thinks he's right?
Nothing is over our heads if we hold them high enough.
I'm a bit-part actor in my own life
I guarantee it will change your life, but only because everything does, however small.
Those who perpetrate stories must act cruelly.
Silent is an anagram of listen.
You inherit your environment just as much as your genes.
Leo is looking down. Leo is looking down and his eyes and skin and hair like dark melted chocolate and he's saying to me, "Hello.
Genes do not make an individual homosexual. They play their part, but so does the rest of the universe.
Even Damocles developed a routine.
As thoroughly as mankind has killed God, the reader has despatched the author.
In the chain of events, it is arbitrary to be sentimental about the passing of any one link.
Job understood that he was nothing more than God's invention and so too was his suffering
Actors," he says, "should only be superficial on the surface.
Wouldn't a no one do as well as a someone about whom nothing can be said?
Publishers are businesses and I don't blame them for that. If they didn't make money by publishing books, there wouldn't be any books.
I can make another list because the choice is mine. A list of what to do. So I won't be listless ever again.
We stand in black to watch this rite performed, the body in the box, the box in the hole, the dirt on the box.
Grief denied will surface in borrowed clothes, the mad, sad clothes of paranoia, fear or loneliness
Sometimes a butterfly flaps its wings and the weather turns out fine.
He's a typical existentialist. And that's a contradiction in terms if ever there was one.
The only simple truth is that there is nothing simple in this complex universe. Everything relates. Everything connects
Is the writer cruel that makes his characters suffer only to bring them to triumph or tragedy in the end?
There's no such thing as probability," she says, slowly, with minimal movement of her jaw. "Things turn out the way they do.
Even when I press against him his presence is too far away.
The silence was pregnant with noise, with muted fury, with questions the father found too disgusting to frame and with answers to which the son was incapable of giving voice.
Stories are just lies made to look like truth.
Doing nothing was as honourable as any available course of action. Think of Hamlet, think of Job, think of Jesus before Pilate.
That small difference made all the difference.
I may not be free, but I'm not about to surrender the illusion of choice.
The human genome is a life written in a book where every word has been written before. A story endlessly rehearsed.
I stare out at the real world projected on the windows
Anyone can be a story. Everyone is.
There is a distinction between a relationship which has a routine and a relationship which becomes routine
So who is cruel? You, cruel reader, you are.
Adam & Eve have been degraded, reduplicated forever, photocopies of photocopies, mistakes copied, magnified, augmented.
These are the things you don't say, even to someone you love.
Can we say, in this case, that the cause of a cause is the relevant cause?
Inhumanity is part of humanity as much as suffering is a part of stories. Cruelty is written in the human script.
The characters act for reasons that they can't control and, as readers, we have to believe in their motivations, their sense of choice and in the reality of their suffering, even though, deep down, we know it's all just puppetry on the part of the writer.
I feel underslept but overjoyed. Nothing feels so good as this.
Because he believed in himself, he believed what he did was important. Or maybe it was the other way around.
This pain is comfort. It is the solace of physicality, like a touch.
Read the book of life or a life in a book: it's all epigraphs and anagrams.
For someone to be perfect, they must be real, however imperfect they are.
Everything has reasons, even if they're not good ones. And the reasons have reasons.
People don't always want quality. A good book is not always successful and a successful one is not always good.
Time passes. I drift in and out. As if I cease to be, until I remember to exist again.