The Beauty Quotes

“There are two types of understanding in this world. There's the kind that comes from the reading and the hearing, and it doesn't penetrate the skin. It is surface knowledge, like a soft blanket that can be placed over the shoulders. And then there's the understanding that comes from doing. That kind of understanding is not soft. It is water that soaks into the rocks and earth, and makes the seeds grow. It is messy, and painful, and impossible to hold.”
― Aliya Whiteley, The Beauty

“There is so much to say about a past. It's a vein of gold through a mountain, leading to an incontrovertible stone heart of truth. But the future is a horizon - a faintly visible line that will promise much, and always remain to far away to touch.”
― Aliya Whiteley, The Beauty

“I talked for hours, and people listened because they hated the silence too. They were happy to create it, and then terrified by what they made. And so I came to understand the split at the root of the soul of all men.”
― Aliya Whiteley, The Beauty

“The past, the present and the future - none of those are set. We know that now. They change as we change.”
― Aliya Whiteley, The Beauty

“Your imagination can take you to the best and worst places. It is a ship on a sea of dreams and it's up to you to steer it.”
― Aliya Whiteley, The Beauty

“If I have to live with it, then how can it be unbearable?”
― Aliya Whiteley, The Beauty

“There are two types of understanding in this world. There’s the kind that comes from the reading and the hearing, and it doesn’t penetrate the skin. It is surface knowledge, like a soft blanket that can be placed over the shoulders. And then there is the understanding that comes from doing. That kind of understanding is not soft. It is water that soaks into the rocks and earth, and makes the seeds grow. It is messy, and painful, and impossible to hold.”
― Aliya Whiteley, The Beauty

“The mark of humanity is how it treats the world and those who share it with us...”
― Aliya Whiteley, The Beauty

“My name is Nathan, just twenty-three and given to the curation of stories. I listen, retain, then polish and release them over the fire at night, when the others hush and lean forward in their desire to hear of the past. They crave romance, particularly when autumn sets in and cold nights await them, and so I speak of Alice, and Bethany, and Sarah, and Val, and other dead women who all once had lustrous hair and never a bad word on their plump lips. I can remember this is not how they were; I knew them, I knew them! Only six years have passed and yet I mythologize them as if it is six thousand. I am not culpable. Language is changing, like the earth, like the sea. We live in lonely, fateful flux, outnumbered and outgrown.”
― Aliya Whiteley, The Beauty

“Did my mother hum to me when I was little? Did she touch me, hold me, fill me with her noise and her thoughts? This loneliness I feel is of the womb, born by women. I was sixteen when they all died and I thought I understood this loss, but it comes to me that I didn't know what women gave to the world. It wasn't about their lips, their eyes or the gentle quality of their voices. It was about the way that all men are a part of them. And now we are part of nothing.”
― Aliya Whiteley, The Beauty

“What can be wrong in the world when onions fry?”
― Aliya Whiteley, The Beauty

“Grief is better alone. It has a cleaner taste, a sharper edge, that way.”
― Aliya Whiteley, The Beauty

“Nothing real is meant to tessellate like a triangle, top-bottom bottom-top. The sheep will never munch the grass in straight lines.”
― Aliya Whiteley, The Beauty

“It's raining. The cold has seeped into everything. We all complain of it, but I think maybe we are really complaining about our fear. It is the same feeling-icy fingers around us, squeezing, as the silence stretches on from the other side.”
― Aliya Whiteley, The Beauty

“Man trembled at the new, the unknown. They couldn't recognise the gift they had been given, even though they took it in their arms and pressed it to their hearts.”
― Aliya Whiteley, The Beauty

“I think if there were real women in the world I would have felt it, just like I feel spring’s shoots arriving and winter creeping over the rocks. But there is only silence, only silence in the soil.”
― Aliya Whiteley, The Beauty