Unravel Me Quotes

“Time goes on even when we do not.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

“The man is moody as hell.”

“I am not moody—”

“Yeah, bro.” Kenji puts his utensils down. “You are moody. It’s always ‘Shut up, Kenji.’ ‘Go to sleep, Kenji.’ ‘No one wants to see you naked, Kenji.’ When I know for a fact that there are thousands of people who would love to see me naked—”
― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

“Hope.

It's like a drop of honey, a field of tulips blooming in the springtime. It's a fresh rain, a whispered promise, a cloudless sky, the perfect punctuation mark at the end of a sentence. And it's the only thing in the world keeping me afloat.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

“Please—please get up—and lower your voice—”
“Hell no.”
“Why not?” I’m pleading now.
“Because if I lower my voice, I won’t be able to hear myself speak. And that,” he says, “is my favorite part.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

“The books...they helped keep me from losing my mind altogether.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

“You sick piece of shit," Adam says to him, his voice low, measured.
"Such unfortunate language." Warner shakes his head. "Only those who cannot express themselves intelligently would resort to such crude substitutions in vocabulary.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

“He won’t stop staring.
“What?” I ask.
“How much do you weigh?”
“Wow. Is that how you talk to every girl you meet? That explains so much.”
“I’m about one hundred seventy-five pounds,” he says. “Of muscle.”
I stare at him. “Would you like an award?”
“Well, well, well,” he says, cocking his head, the barest hint of a smile flickering across his face. “Look who’s the smart-ass now.”
“I think you’re rubbing off on me,” I say.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

“I have a heart, says science, but I am a monster, says society.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

“We are synonyms but not the same.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

“People can think whatever they like....I don't desire their validation.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

“I want to be the friend you fall hopelessly in love with. The one you take into your arms and into your bed and into the private world you keep trapped in your head. I want to be that kind of friend," he says. "The one who will memorise the things you say as well as the shape of your lips when you say them. I want to know every curve, every freckle, every shiver of your body, Juliette-”
― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

“Warner was supposed to be dead. Warner was supposed to be dead because I was supposed to have shot him but no one supposed I'd need to know how to fire a gun so now I suppose he's come to find me.
He's come to fight.
For me.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

“loneliness is an old friend standing beside you in the mirror, looking you in the eye, challenging you to live your life without it. you can't find the words to fight yourself, to fight the words screaming that you're not enough, never enough never ever enough .”
― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

“I am so tired, love.I'm so very,very tired.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

“i'm always apologizing. forever apologizing. for who i am and what i never meant to be and for this body i was born into, this DNA i never asked for, this person i can't unbecome.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

“I want to convince you to design a smile just for me.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

“its like a button in my brain is broken, like i've developed a disease that forces me to apologize for everything, for existing, for wanting more than what i've been given, and i can't stop.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

“So I take a deep breath.
Step forward.
Let go.

10 seconds and I'm trying to breathe
9
And I'm trying to be brave
8
But the truth is I'm scared out of my mind
7
And I have no idea what's waiting for me behind that door
6
And I'm pretty sure I'm going to have a heart attack
5
But I can't turn back now
4
Because there it is
3
The door is right in front of me
2
All I have to do is knock
1
Butthe door flies open first.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

“I count everything. Even numbers, odd numbers, multiples of 10. I count the ticks of the clock i count the tocks of the clock I count the lines between the lines on a sheet of paper. I count the broken beats of my heart I count my pulse and my blinks and the number of tries it takes to inhale enough oxygen for my lungs. I stay like this I stand like this I count like this until the feeling stops. Until the tears stop spilling, until my fists stop shaking, until my heart stops aching. There are never enough numbers.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

“While a part of me wants to know, another part of me is too exhausted to ask.”
― tahereh mafi, Unravel Me

“It's strange. How hollow i feel. Like there might be echoes inside of me. Like I'm one of those chocolate rabbits they used to sell around Easter, the ones that were nothing more than a sweet shell encapsulating a world of nothing. I'm like that. I encapsulate a world of nothing.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

“I don't know how to hate you anymore. Even though I want to and I know I should but I just can't." - Juliette”
― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

“В най-мрачните дни трябва да потърсиш светло местенце, в най-студените дни трябва да потърсиш топло местенце, в най-злощастните дни трябва да гледаш напред и нагоре, а в най-печалните дни трябва да отвориш очи, да им позволиш да леят сълзи. После да ги оставиш да изсъхнат. Да им дадеш възможност да отмият болката, за да виждат ясно отново.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

“Копнеех да повярвам във вълшебните приказки и щастливите завършеци... и отворените врати. Копнеех да се попреструвам на по-добър човек, но вместо това успях да надхвърля дори кошмарния облик, който околните ми бяха изградили.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

“Този живот винаги ще ми е чужд, но трябва да събирам дребните монети и да се надявам, че ще ми стигнат да изкупя грешките си.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

“We don't have to do anything at all to die... Living is more complex. There's one thing we always have to do. Breathe. In and out, every single day in every hour minute and moment we must inhale whether we like it or not. Even as we plan to asphyxiate our hopes and dreams we still breath. Even as we wither away and sell our dignity to the man on the corner we breathe. We breathe when we're wrong, we breathe when we're right, we breathe even when we slip of the ledge toward an early grave.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

“п ъ к ъ л ъ т с е е о п р а з н и л
и в с и ч к и т е м у д е м о н и с а т у к.
[..]
Книгите - казва той [..] - са лесни за унищожение. Но думите ще са живи, докато хората ги помнят. Трудно е например да забравиш татуировка. [..] Май преходността на съвременния живот ни кара да бележим кожите си с мастило. - Казва той. - То ни напомня, че светът е оставил своята следа върху нас, че още сме живи. Че никога няма да забравим.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

“Самотата е странно нещо.
Промъква се до теб незабелязано, присяда на леглото ти в мрака и милва косата ти, докато спиш. Увива се около костите ти, затяга се така силно, че почти не можеш да дишаш, почти не чуваш пулса си, докато тя се разлива нагоре по кожата ти и докосва с уста меките косъмчета по тила ти. Оставя лъжи в сърцето ти, лъжи до възглавницата ти, изсмуква светлината от всеки ъгъл на стаята ти. Превръща се в твой вечен спътник, стиска ръката ти и те дърпа надолу точно когато опитваш да се задържиш на крака.
Сутрин се будиш с въпроса "Кой съм аз?" Нощем не мигаш, трепериш. Съмняваш се съмняваш се съмняваш се
дали
или не
трябва ли
защо не мога
И дори когато си готов да я прогониш. Когато си готов да избягаш от нея. Когато си готов за съвършено нов живот. Самотата е старата приятелка, застанала до теб в огледалото, гледа те в очите, предизвиква те да заживееш без нея. Не намираш думи да се пребориш със самия себе си, да се пребориш с думите, крещящи, че не си достатъчно добър и никога, ама никога няма да бъдеш достатъчно добър.
Самотата е злостен, не възможен спътник.
Понякога просто отказва да те остави на мира.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

“... и понякога думите горчат, и понякога са сладки, но точно в момента вкусвам чак в гърлото си и романтика, и разкаяние, и на лъжата краката са къси.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

“…понякога умираме, понякога сме на път да избухнем, понякога сме на 2 метра под земята и търсим прозорче, когато някой полива с бензин косите ни и подпалва лицата ни. Усещам как костите ми лумват в огън.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me