Notes from Ghost Town Quotes
Notes from Ghost Town
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Kate Ellison1,753 ratings, 3.83 average rating, 297 reviews
Notes from Ghost Town Quotes
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“I wonder if that’s just how it feels to miss someone so bad – like being stabbed in the gut a little bit, each time you think of them.”
― Notes from Ghost Town
― Notes from Ghost Town
“Think about a moment, a little centimeter of time you’d happily exist in forever, if time could be laid out along the spine of a ruler. Maybe it haunts you in that blue inch of half consciousness just before you’re fully awake.”
― Notes from Ghost Town
― Notes from Ghost Town
“(…) maybe the heart is an organ on constant ready, always waiting to try again, always open to the next best thing.”
― Notes from Ghost Town
― Notes from Ghost Town
“My secret still sits, burning, in the bottom of my belly – that I love him. That I will always love him. And everything I want from him is now impossible: A normal life. A normal relationship. Wrapping my arms around him whenever I want to. Not having to worry at any moment he will evaporate.”
― Notes from Ghost Town
― Notes from Ghost Town
“It’s not a real place, not a real thing. Mom made up the Gray Space, the place of anti-art, antifeeling, the cold dark place that felt like death. It was just her zany way of describing the place she went when she felt most depressed, when making music at all became impossible.
It isn’t real.”
― Notes from Ghost Town
It isn’t real.”
― Notes from Ghost Town
“They all want to leave the Gray Space, Liv, she’d tell me. They don’t realise they’re dead until they remember what it sounds like to be alive.”
― Notes from Ghost Town
― Notes from Ghost Town
“I used to think this heroic: my sturdy, stable dad, capable of anything. But now I realize that he's just drawn to dying, helpless things. The unsaveables.
Like Mom.
Maybe, like me.”
― Notes from Ghost Town
Like Mom.
Maybe, like me.”
― Notes from Ghost Town
“Pam, my new therapist, who’s like some blissed-out, grown-up, yoga-hippie version of Rain, says that the physical body, the idea of the self, is kind of a scar: a brief puckering of time, a fleeting sewing together of energy and heart, which go beyond the physical form, on and on and on, forever.”
― Notes from Ghost Town
― Notes from Ghost Town
“I expect to find Stern, secreted away in every molecule of air, and at every turn.”
― Notes from Ghost Town
― Notes from Ghost Town
“For a second--a second that lasts infinite seconds--he turns his face away from the wind to meet my eye. He smiles, he smiles without worrying about the gap in his teeth, he smiles in a way that I know: he is free.”
― Notes from Ghost Town
― Notes from Ghost Town
