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“Whoever said the soul and the body met in the pineal gland was a fool. It's the asshole, stupid.”
― André Aciman, Call Me by Your Name

“I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it -- to be fed so much love I couldn't take any more. Just once. ”
― Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

“I had money...But for some reason, I couldn't go anywhere.
Apparently, finding a warm place to belong...Takes something other than money.
Several years later, I realized that this "something" other than money...Was also required to enjoy food, to keep yourself neat and tidy, and to mutually respect people.
But at the time, I dind't know that.”
― Kabi Nagata, My Lesbian Experience with Loneliness

“Why are women... so much more interesting to men than men are to women?”
― Virginia Woolf

“I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in my life. And I am horribly limited.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

“A woman must have money and a room of her own if she is to write fiction.”
― Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own

“Bir yalan söylendiği zaman insanların değil, eşyanın bile buna nasıl tahammül ettiğine şaşıyordum. Yalana herşey isyan etmelidir. Eşya bile: Damlardan kiremitler uçmalıdır, ağaçlar köklerinden sökülüp havada bir saniye içinde toz duman olmalıdır, camlar kırılmalıdır, hattâ yıldızlar düşüp gökyüzünde bin parçaya ayrılmalıdır filân... Zavallı mürâ-hik...
Nüzhet bana yalan söyledi.”
― Peyami Safa, Dokuzuncu Hariciye Koğuşu

“İyi şeyler birdenbire olur; bu kadar bekletmez insanı. Sürüncemede kalan heyecanlardan ancak kötü şeyler çıkar. Ya da hiçbir şey çıkmaz.”
― Oğuz Atay, Korkuyu Beklerken

“As for why... I didn't want to admit that I was female. It wasn't that I wanted to be a boy, more like I hated the whole idea of belonging to a gender... That somehow before I was ''me'' I was a ''woman'', like I was scared of being overly defined by those expectations, I guess...”
― Kabi Nagata, My Lesbian Experience with Loneliness

“Nature held me close and seemed to find no fault with me.”
― Leslie Feinberg, Stone Butch Blues

“If I'm not with a butch everyone just assumes I'm straight. It's like I'm passing too, against my will. I'm sick of the world thinking I'm straight. I've worked hard to be discriminated against as a lesbian.”
― Leslie Feinberg, Stone Butch Blues

“Who was I now—woman or man? That question could never be answered as long as those were the only choices; it could never be answered if it had to be asked.”
― Leslie Feinberg, Stone Butch Blues

“Tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us.
These, our bodies, possessed by light.
Tell me we'll never get used to it.”
― Richard Siken, Crush

“For a while I thought I was the dragon.
I guess I can tell you that now. And, for a while, I thought I was
the princess,
cotton candy pink, sitting there in my room, in the tower of the castle,
young and beautiful and in love and waiting for you with
confidence
but the princess looks into her mirror and only sees the princess,
while I’m out here, slogging through the mud, breathing fire,
and getting stabbed to death.
Okay, so I’m the dragon. Big deal.
You still get to be the hero.
You get magic gloves! A fish that talks! You get eyes like flashlights!”
― Richard Siken, Crush

“We're shooting the scene where I swallow your heart and you make me
spit it up again. I swallow your heart and it crawls
right out of my mouth.
You swallow my heart and flee, but I want it back now, baby. I want it back.”
― Richard Siken, Crush

“He wanted to forget he'd ever yielded to the weakness of wanting anything. He wanted to scrub away any evidence that he existed outside his own head at all—that he was a visible object that anyone else could see and mock and judge.”
― Micah Nemerever, These Violent Delights

“It always makes me a little sad when you laugh," Julian went on. "The way it sort of takes you by surprise. I love it, it has that sweet sincerity that's the best part of you, but it still kills me how you never seem to expect it. All I want to do is make you happy, and you're the unhappiest person I've ever met.”
― Micah Nemerever, These Violent Delights

“Is it possible we could develop an alternative model of loving each other?”
― Sally Rooney, Conversations with Friends

“A searing anxiety developed inside me at this thought, in the same form it always took no matter what external stimulus triggered it: first the realization that I would die, then that everyone else would die, and then that the universe itself would eventually experience heat death, a kind of thought sequence that expanded outward endlessly in forms too huge to be contained inside my body.”
― Sally Rooney, Conversations with Friends

“What we shared was no more than a fragment of a time long dead. Yet memories remained, warm memories that remained with me like lights from the past. And I would carry those lights in the brief interval before death grabbed me and tossed me back into the crucible of nothingness.”
― Haruki Murakami, Wind/Pinball: Two Novels

“I swear with my hand on this room’s most sacred book, the alphabetized telephone directory, to speak the honest truth. Namely, that human existence is a hollow sham. And that, yes, salvation is possible. In the very beginning our hollowness was incomplete. It is we who completed it through unstinting effort, piling one struggle on top of another until every last shred of meaning was worn away. I have no intention of using my writing to detail each painstaking step in this erosion. That would be a waste of my time. Those of you who want to read about that should turn to Romain Rolland’s Jean Christophe. It is all written there.”
― Haruki Murakami, Wind/ Pinball: Two Novels

“How much can you change and get away with it, before you turn into someone else, before it's some kind of murder?”
― Richard Siken, War of the Foxes

“Someone has to leave first. This is a very old story. There is no other version of this story.”
― Richard Siken, War of the Foxes

“Elbette annemin ölümü benim suçumdu. Her annenin ölümü çocuğunun suçudur. Bunu hem anneler hem çocuklar bilirler. Annelerin hayatları boyunca çocuklarına defalarca, "Seni ben öldüreceksin!" demeleri bunun peşinen kabulündendir. Bir anneye sarhoş bir sürücü de çarpsa, kocası yıllarca dövdükten sonra bir gün öldürse de, kadın amansız bir hastalığa da yakalansa, fail aslında hep çocuktur. Anne doğurduğu andan itibaren ölmeye başlar, çünkü o ölmezse çocuk yaşayamaz. Bunu her doğuran bilir. Ağzı söylemez belki, ama rahmi bilir, memeleri tanır, kemikleri hatırlar. Bazı hayvanlar reddetmez bu bilgiyi, hayatta kalmak için doğurdukları yavruyu yerler umursamazca. Kendi hayvanlıklarının inkarıdır insan annelerini böyle usul usul öldüren.”
― Burçin Tetik, Annemin Kaburgası

“The energy that, until now, had swelled up in the space between life and death turned toward a thirst for love.”
― Kabi Nagata, My Solo Exchange Diary Vol. 1

“How do you talk to the real person whose ghost has haunted you? How do you tell the difference between the two?”
― Sherman Alexie, The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven

“How brief and magical it was that we all lived so close to each other and went in and out of each other’s rooms, and our most important job was to solve mysteries. The temporariness made it all the more important to do the right thing—to follow the right leads.”
― Elif Batuman, Either/Or

“(What even differentiated a great and honorable war, where you were trying to secure some land by murdering people, from a shameful genocide, where you were trying to secure some land by murdering people?)”
― Elif Batuman, Either/Or