Quotes About Eugenides

Quotes tagged as "eugenides" (showing 1-29 of 29)
Megan Whalen Turner
“I am not sure I trust you."
"You can trust me with your life, My King."
"But not with my wine, obviously. Give it back.”
Megan Whalen Turner, The King of Attolia

Megan Whalen Turner
“He didn't marry you to become king. He became king because he wanted to marry you.”
Megan Whalen Turner, The King of Attolia

Megan Whalen Turner
“I CAN DO ANYTHING I WANT!”
Megan Whalen Turner, The King of Attolia

Megan Whalen Turner
“It isn't an easy thing to give your loyalty to someone you don't know, especially when that person chooses to reveal nothing of himself.”
Megan Whalen Turner, The King of Attolia

Megan Whalen Turner
“I sometimes believe his lies are the truth, but I have never mistaken his truth for a lie.”
Megan Whalen Turner, The Queen of Attolia

Megan Whalen Turner
“He whines, he complains, he ducks out of the most obvious responsibility. He is vain, petty and maddening, but he doesn't ever quit.”
Megan Whalen Turner, The King of Attolia

Megan Whalen Turner
“No friend had I made there, but I wasn't with this group to make friends, and besides, he sneered too much. I've found that people who sneer are almost always sneering at me.”
Megan Whalen Turner, The Thief

Megan Whalen Turner
“She reached out and touched the king’s face, cupping his cheek in her hand.
“Just a nightmare,” he said, his voice still rough.
The queen’s voice was cool. “How embarrassing,” she said, looking at his maimed arm.
The king looked up then, and followed her gaze. If it was embarrassing to wake like a child screaming from a nightmare, how much more embarrassing to be the reason your husband woke screaming. A quick smile visited the king’s face. “Ouch,” he said, referring to more than the pain in his side. “Ouch,” he said again as the queen gathered him into her arms.”
Megan Whalen Turner, The King of Attolia

Megan Whalen Turner
“I want you to steal something."
I smiled. "Do you want the king's seal? I can get it for you."
"If I were you," said the magus, "I'd stop bragging about that." His voice grated.
My smile grew. The gold ring with the engraved ruby had been in his safekeeping when I had stolen it away.”
Megan Whalen Turner, The Thief

Megan Whalen Turner
“So Sophos thinks you're going to marry me."
"While I think you'll marry Sophos."
"I might. We'll see what he's like when he grows up.”
Megan Whalen Turner, The Thief

Megan Whalen Turner
“Anyone who can steal the king's seal ring can manage the locks on his record room.”
Megan Whalen Turner, The Thief

Megan Whalen Turner
“The window opened in the same direction as the king's, and there, summer-bright and framed by the darkness of the stairwell, was the same view. Costis passed it, and then went back up the stairs to look again. There were only the roofs of the lower part of the palace and the town and the city walls. Beyond those were the hills on the far side of the Tustis Valley and the faded blue sky above them. It wasn't what the king saw that was important, it was what he couldn't see when he sat at the window with his face turned toward Eddis.”
Megan Whalen Turner, The King of Attolia

Megan Whalen Turner
“I know that if you don't look for an alternative, Sophos, you certainly won't find one.”
Megan Whalen Turner, A Conspiracy of Kings

Megan Whalen Turner
“Who was the Thief that she would love him? A youth, just a boy with hardly a beard and no sense at all... A liar, she thought, an enemy, a threat. He was brave, a voice inside her said, he was loyal... A fool, she answered back. A fool and a dead one. She ached with emptiness.”
Megan Whalen Turner, The Queen of Attolia

Megan Whalen Turner
“Were you lying?"
"I never lie," he said piously. "About what?"
"The sand, the snake."
For a young man who never lied, he seemed surprisingly unoffended by the question.”
Megan Whalen Turner, The King of Attolia

Megan Whalen Turner
“I thought that being king meant I didn't have to kill people myself. I see know that was another misconception.”
Megan Whalen Turner, The King of Attolia

Megan Whalen Turner
“The queen was settling on the edge of the bed, ungainly with hesitation and at the same time exquisite in her grace, like a heron landing in a treetop.”
Megan Whalen Turner, The King of Attolia

Megan Whalen Turner
“Lilies, I rule, heads, you do," he [the King] said, and threw the coin into the air.
"Lilies, you rule, heads, you throw again," said Attolia.
The coin dropped. Eugenides looked at it and then showed it to her. "No need," he said. The coin sat in his palm, obverse, showing the lilies of Attolia. He flipped it again and again and again. Each time it landed showing the lilies.
...
(Relius)
He wanted to dismiss the coin toss as slight of hand. Any circus performer could control the drop of a coin, but he'd been puzzled. The queen had been undismayed; she had seemed almost vindicated in her manner. It had been the King who was more disturbed with each toss of the coin. He'd looked almost sick, Relius thought, by the time he put the coin away.
...
Walking away along the arcade that lay perpendicular to the one where Relius lurked, the king pulled the coin from his pocket. He looked at the gold stater in sudden disgust and pitched it hard between the columns of the arcade into the shrubbery.”
Megan Whalen Turner, The King of Attolia

Megan Whalen Turner
“The queen!" someone shouted in alarm, and the King erupted like a wild animal caught in a snare.”
Megan Whalen Turner, The King of Attolia

Megan Whalen Turner
“Oh gods, stairs.”
Megan Whalen Turner, The King of Attolia

Megan Whalen Turner
“On the bed, Eugenides stirred restlessly. "Upset at the sight of blood?" he said. "Not my wife, Ornon."

"Your blood," the ambassador pointed out.

Eugenides glanced at the hook on his arm and conceded the point. "Yes," he said. He seemed lost in memory. The room was quiet.”
Megan Whalen Turner, The King of Attolia

Megan Whalen Turner
“Costis flinched and looked away from this compensation to the king's handicap, only to find himself looking into the king's face instead. Eugenides matched Costis look for look, his expression grave, his eyes like pools of darkness deeper than Costis could penetrate. For a moment Costis could see, not so much what was hidden but that there were things hidden that the king did not choose to reveal. Things that were not for Costis to see. There was no understanding him, but Costis knew he would march into hell for this fathomless king.”
Megan Whalen Turner, The King of Attolia

Megan Whalen Turner
“I lied.”
Megan Whalen Turner, The King of Attolia

Megan Whalen Turner
“It made Costis wonder for the first time just how much the stoic man really wants to hide when he unsuccessfully pretends not to be in pain.”
Megan Whalen Turner, The King of Attolia

Megan Whalen Turner
“We could make a treaty without a marriage."
"No," he said.
"You are sure?"
"Yes," he said.”
Megan Whalen Turner, The Queen of Attolia

Jeffrey Eugenides
“Según mi experiencia, las emociones no pueden describirse con una sola palabra. «Tristeza», «alegría», «remordimiento», esos términos no me dicen nada. La mejor prueba de que el lenguaje es patriarcal quizá sea que simplifica demasiado los sentimientos. Me gustaría tener a mi disposición emociones híbridas, complejas, construcciones germánicas encadenadas, como «la felicidad presente en la desgracia». O esta otra: «la decepción de acostarse con las propias fantasías». Me gustaría mostrar la relación entre «el presentimiento de la muerte suscitado por los ancianos de la familia» y «el odio por los espejos que se inicia en la madurez». Me gustaría hablar de «la tristeza inspirada por los restaurantes malogrados», así como de «la emoción de conseguir una habitación con minibar». Nunca he encontrado palabras adecuadas para describir mi propia vida, y ahora que ya he entrado en mi historia es cuando más las necesito. Ya no me puedo quedar sentado a ver lo que pasa. A partir de ahora, todo lo que cuente estará teñido de la experiencia subjetiva de formar parte de los acontecimientos. Aquí es donde mi historia se divide, se escinde, sufre una meiosis. Noto más el peso del mundo, ahora que formo parte de él.”
Jeffrey Eugenides, Middlesex

Jeffrey Eugenides
“And he rose, brontosaurus-like, to his place among the treetops.”
Jeffrey Eugenides, The Marriage Plot

Jeffrey Eugenides
“-Mi meta en la vida es llegar a ser un adjetivo -dijo-. Que la gente vaya por ahí diciendo: «Eso era tan bankheadiano», o «Un poco demasiado bankheadiano para mi gusto».
-Bankheadiano suena bien -dijo Madeleine.
-Es mejor que bankheadesco.
-O bankheadino.
-La terminación en «ino» es horrible la mires por donde la mires. Hay joyciano, shakesperiano, faulkneriano. Pero en «ino». ¿Quién hay por ahí que sea algo terminado en «ino»?
-¿Thoma Mannino?
-Kafesco -dijo-. ¡Pynchonesco! Mira, Pynchon es ya un adjetivo. Gaddis. ¿Cómo sería para Gaddis? ¿Gaddiesco? ¿Gaddisio?
-No, con Gaddis no se puede hacer —dijo Madeleine.
-No -dijo Leonard- Ha tenido mala suerte, Gaddis. ¿Te gusta Gaddis?
-Leí un poco de Los reconocimientos -dijo Madeleine.
Doblaron Planet Street y subieron por la pendiente.
-Belloviano -dijo Leonard-. Es superbonito cuando se cambia alguna letra. Con nabokoviano no pasa: Nabokov ya tiene la «v». Y Chéjov también: chejoviano. Los rusos lo tienen fácil. ¡Tolstoiano! El tal Tolstói era un adjetivo a la espera de formarse.
-No te olvides del tolstoianismo -dijo Madeleine.
-¡Dios mío! -dijo Leonard-. ¡Un nombre! Jamás había soñado con llegar a ser un nombre.
-¿Qué significaría bankheadiano?
Leonard se quedó pensativo unos segundos.
-De o relativo a Leonard Bankhead (norteamericano, nacido en 1959). Caracterizado por una introspección o inquietud excesiva. Sombrío, depresivo. Véase caso perdido.
Madeleine reía. Leonard se detuvo y la cogió del brazo, mirándola con seriedad.
-Te estoy llevando a mi casa -dijo.
-¿Qué?
-Todo este tiempo que llevamos andando. Te he estado llevando hacia mi casa. Eso es lo que hago normalmente, al parecer. Es vergonzoso. Vergonzoso. No quiero que sea así. No contigo. Así que te lo estoy diciendo.
-Ya me lo había figurado, que íbamos a tu casa.
-¿Sí?
-Te lo iba a decir. Cuando estuviéramos más cerca.
-Ya estamos cerca.
-No puedo subir.
-Por favor.
-No. Esta noche no.
-Hannaesco -dijo Leonard-. Testarudo. Dado a posturas inamovibles.
-Hannaesco -dijo Madeleine-. Peligroso. Algo con lo que no se juega.
-Quedo advertido.
Se quedaron de pie, mirándose, en el frío y la oscuridad de Planet Street. Leonard sacó las manos de los bolsillos para encajarse la melena detrás de las orejas.
-Puede que suba sólo un minuto -dijo Madeleine.”
Jeffrey Eugenides, The Marriage Plot

Jeffrey Eugenides
“Desde temprana edad eran conscientes del escaso valor que el mundo daba a los libros, de manera que no perdían el tiempo con ellos. Mientras que yo, incluso ahora, persisto en creer que esos signos negros trazados en papel blanco son de la mayor importancia, y que si continúo escribiendo lograré atrapar el arco iris de la conciencia y guardarlo en un tarro.”
Jeffrey Eugenides, Middlesex

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