Millions of Little Threads Quotes
Millions of Little Threads
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“Anxiety and boredom fought in his head, smashing up against the cage of his skull.”
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― Millions of Little Threads
“No one runs everything. Barely anybody runs anything. Just their little piece of the puzzle, unable to ever see what image the puzzle is creating.”
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― Millions of Little Threads
“Yeah everything is way more complicated than it seems. It’s like there are a million little threads attached to everything. Everything you think and choose and encounter, and all the threads are destined to get tangled up eventually. But at that point you can’t even really see the individual threads anymore. It’s just a giant knot. And even if you could pinpoint the threads that are causing you a problem, you can’t even get to them to pull them out.”
― Millions of Little Threads
― Millions of Little Threads
“It’s like we create the need for things we don’t even need, just to eventually lose them.”
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― Millions of Little Threads
“If something is causing you a problem, sometimes the best thing you can do is try to learn how to live without it, instead of always trying to make it so the thing itself is less of a problem.”
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― Millions of Little Threads
“His sense of himself felt completely fragmented like part of who he was had been lost forever.”
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― Millions of Little Threads
“Apathy might be one of the most dangerous states because one of its side effects is not caring about its side effects.”
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― Millions of Little Threads
“He was caught in a horrible paradigm in which the problem was also the solution, and the solution was also the problem.”
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― Millions of Little Threads
“But the truth is, Kennedy, those who are assigned to help you in the maze are themselves also in the maze. No one ever really knows what’s going on. By the time they do, things have likely already changed, and it’s no longer even relevant. New problems. New uncertainties. So on and so forth. No one runs everything. Barely anybody runs anything. Just their little piece of the puzzle, unable to ever see what image the puzzle is creating.”
― Millions of Little Threads
― Millions of Little Threads
“It’s like there are a million little threads attached to everything—everything you think and choose and encounter—and all the threads are destined to get tangled up eventually. But at that point, you can’t even really see the individual threads anymore. It’s just a giant knot. And even if you could pin-point the threads that are causing you a problem, you can’t even get to them to pull them out.”
― Millions of Little Threads
― Millions of Little Threads
“I feel like I’ve … lost control of myself, or maybe I never had it all, and
I’m just looking for something that isn’t there. It’s like I just do things
mindlessly and for no real reason. I feel like everything is just pointless and
in disarray, but I just keep going, keep striving, keep doing things. It’s like a
vague sense of hope that something will come along and make me feel
connected and whole, but nothing ever comes, and the vague hope turns
into a vaguer sense of self and life. I don’t even really know who I am or
what I am. I don’t know my own thoughts from the worlds, and I don’t
know what’s real in the world anymore.”
― Millions of Little Threads
I’m just looking for something that isn’t there. It’s like I just do things
mindlessly and for no real reason. I feel like everything is just pointless and
in disarray, but I just keep going, keep striving, keep doing things. It’s like a
vague sense of hope that something will come along and make me feel
connected and whole, but nothing ever comes, and the vague hope turns
into a vaguer sense of self and life. I don’t even really know who I am or
what I am. I don’t know my own thoughts from the worlds, and I don’t
know what’s real in the world anymore.”
― Millions of Little Threads
