Joacim > Joacim's Quotes

Showing 1-21 of 21
sort by

  • #1
    Cormac McCarthy
    “There is no such joy in the tavern as upon the road thereto.”
    Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian, or the Evening Redness in the West

  • #2
    Cormac McCarthy
    “They camped that night on the foreplain at the foot of a talus slope and the murder that had been reckoned upon took place.”
    Cormac McCarthy

  • #3
    Victor LaValle
    “Nobody ever thinks of himself as a villain, does he? Even monsters hold high opinions of themselves.”
    Victor LaValle, The Ballad of Black Tom

  • #4
    Carsten Jensen
    “Two drowning people can't save each other. All they can do is drag each other down.”
    Carsten Jensen, We, the Drowned

  • #5
    Cormac McCarthy
    “He never sleeps, the judge. He is dancing, dancing. He says that he will never die.”
    Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian, or the Evening Redness in the West

  • #6
    Carsten Jensen
    “Contrary to what most people think, weeping isn't an uncontrollable emotion that spills into tears. It's the opposite, a channel for feelings, a way to divert them in a healthy direction.”
    Carsten Jensen, We, the Drowned

  • #7
    Tove Jansson
    “Sophia," she said, "this is really not something to argue about. You can see for yourself that life is hard enough without being punished for it afterwards. We get comfort when we die, that's the whole idea”
    Tove Jansson, The Summer Book

  • #9
    Tove Jansson
    “The thing about God, she thought, is that He usually does help, but not until you've made an effort on your own.”
    Tove Jansson, The Summer Book

  • #9
    Carsten Jensen
    “Hope can be like a plant that sprouts and grows and keeps people alive. But it can also be a wound that refuses to heal.”
    Carsten Jensen, We, the Drowned
    tags: hope

  • #9
    Victor LaValle
    “He had, in fact, expected to be paid to play for one evening because that's exactly what the man promised three days earlier. But a wealthy man's reality is remade at will.”
    Victor LaValle, The Ballad of Black Tom

  • #10
    Carsten Jensen
    “The schnapps had worked its blessed magic. Drunk now, we surrendered to a blankness born of terror. We sailed on a black sea and we had only one goal: not to look down and drown in it.”
    Carsten Jensen, We, the Drowned

  • #11
    Cormac McCarthy
    “War is the ultimate game because war is at last a forcing of the unity of existence. War is God.”
    Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian, or the Evening Redness in the West

  • #11
    Cormac McCarthy
    “Moral law is an invention of mankind for the disenfranchisement of the powerful in favor of the weak.”
    Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian, or the Evening Redness in the West

  • #13
    Carsten Jensen
    “Life had taught him about something far more complicated than justice. Its name was balance.”
    Carsten Jensen, We, the Drowned

  • #14
    Carsten Jensen
    “At times he agreed with Anton: they were united by their silence. If they began articulating their thoughts, they'd feed one another's insanity and everything would fall apart.”
    Carsten Jensen, We, the Drowned

  • #14
    Carsten Jensen
    “Many years ago there lived a man called Laurids Madsen who went up to heaven and came down again thanks to his boots.”
    Carsten Jensen, We, the Drowned

  • #15
    Cormac McCarthy
    “Whatever in creation exists without my knowledge exists without my consent.”
    Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian, or the Evening Redness in the West

  • #17
    Carsten Jensen
    “Our mother sticks a knife in our heart when we say goodbye on the wharf. And we stick a knife in hers when we go. And that's how we're connected: through the hurt we inflict on one another.”
    Carsten Jensen, We, the Drowned

  • #18
    Tove Jansson
    “Why are you in such a rush?" Sophia asked, and her grandmother answered that it was a good idea to do things before you forgot that they had to be done.”
    Tove Jansson, The Summer Book

  • #19
    Cormac McCarthy
    “Whatever exists, he said. Whatever in creation exists without my knowledge exists without my consent.

    He looked about at the dark forest in which they were bivouacked. He nodded toward the specimens he'd collected. These anonymous creatures, he said, may seem little or nothing in the world. Yet the smallest crumb can devour us. Any smallest thing beneath yon rock out of men's knowing. Only nature can enslave man and only when the existence of each last entity is routed out and made to stand naked before him will he be properly suzerain of the earth.”
    Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian, or the Evening Redness in the West

  • #20
    Carsten Jensen
    “There shall come a day when all the women in the world will lie in the gutter screaming for cock,' he intoned. 'But not an inch shall they be given!'
    'Am I to understand,' Knud Erik asked, 'that nobody wanted to screw you?”
    Carsten Jensen, We, the Drowned



Rss