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The Heart Worm Quotes
The Heart Worm
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The Heart Worm Quotes
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“I asked Xavier what his story was, feeling my intrigue and inquisitiveness had built an image of him that was way out of proportion.
“My story?” He laughed, "I can’t imagine our stories are much different, school, childhood, adolescence, friends and girlfriends, all this bullshit. I went to university, took a job, then quit after three weeks because it was really, I mean really, boring. Then I came to the airport and I am waiting here. Just like you.”
― The Heart Worm
“My story?” He laughed, "I can’t imagine our stories are much different, school, childhood, adolescence, friends and girlfriends, all this bullshit. I went to university, took a job, then quit after three weeks because it was really, I mean really, boring. Then I came to the airport and I am waiting here. Just like you.”
― The Heart Worm
“So, why do we do it?” I decided at least to try and give the appearance of being in control.
“I don’t know, I swear some of you English men use it to seek me out and be obsessive on my front doorstep. What do you think? Are you going to come knocking on my door?”
“Well, I don’t know. I mean about the assumptions and the bullshit, not the door.” I thought it needed stressing, but immediately realised it was part of her game. “Perhaps it’s some kind of safety thing. If a stranger starts talking to you in the street, you have little by which to judge your safety. Here in a hotel lobby you have some sanctuary, but that doesn’t mean it’s safe. Not every hotel guest is in a foreign land, and I am sure not every Colombian is going to rob you, but I don’t know.”
“It is prejudice, if you ask me,” she spat distastefully.”
― The Heart Worm
“I don’t know, I swear some of you English men use it to seek me out and be obsessive on my front doorstep. What do you think? Are you going to come knocking on my door?”
“Well, I don’t know. I mean about the assumptions and the bullshit, not the door.” I thought it needed stressing, but immediately realised it was part of her game. “Perhaps it’s some kind of safety thing. If a stranger starts talking to you in the street, you have little by which to judge your safety. Here in a hotel lobby you have some sanctuary, but that doesn’t mean it’s safe. Not every hotel guest is in a foreign land, and I am sure not every Colombian is going to rob you, but I don’t know.”
“It is prejudice, if you ask me,” she spat distastefully.”
― The Heart Worm
