Beautiful Mutants Quotes
Beautiful Mutants
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Deborah Levy374 ratings, 3.40 average rating, 59 reviews
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“She waited for the storm inside her to be over. And when it was, in the parts that were torn, she planted sunflowers. She finished her cleaning, bought bread and dates, sat on benches in city parks looking at children scuff their knees in cement.
Chewing the white unbleached flour of the bread she liked best, she decided that the word justice did not mean law and order, and the word opportunity did not mean organised human misery. And as she swallowed the bread she also swallowed the humility of being a confused human being; devoted herself obsessively to understanding her condition and thus the condition of others.”
― Beautiful Mutants
Chewing the white unbleached flour of the bread she liked best, she decided that the word justice did not mean law and order, and the word opportunity did not mean organised human misery. And as she swallowed the bread she also swallowed the humility of being a confused human being; devoted herself obsessively to understanding her condition and thus the condition of others.”
― Beautiful Mutants
“I am upset today, Lapinski, because my friend is dying... I spread my loneliness out like a fan in front of you. He is my comrade, Lapinski. Holding on to the hands of the clock with his fingertips. For me. We hang on for each other.”
― Beautiful Mutants
― Beautiful Mutants
“at that moment the girl thinks she can see twenty red parrots, wings on fire, fly into the sun, and the boy thinks he can see a rhino poke its horn through the moon”
― Beautiful Mutants
― Beautiful Mutants
“They are spirits from a dying world knotting our hair in sleep we worked hard to buy.”
― Beautiful Mutants
― Beautiful Mutants
“I love him with as much protest as I can muster.”
― Beautiful Mutants
― Beautiful Mutants
“I can see from that glint in your bleary eyes you want to light your second cigar of the evening and summon a few demons. Oh don't deny it... don't deny it... like all people who feel uncomfortable in an uncomfortable world you want to make a map. Well let me tell you it is difficult to make a map in splintered times when whole worlds and histories collide.”
― Beautiful Mutants
― Beautiful Mutants
“The Poet wipes her eyes on the corner of my tablecloth. 'Perhaps the modern tragedy, Lapinski, is that we weep and do not know what we are weeping for. This is quite different from catharsis.' She suddenly throws back her head and roars with laughter; her gold teeth rattle”
― Beautiful Mutants
― Beautiful Mutants
