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Dirty Mind Dirty Mind by Roe Horvat
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“When we grow older, we don’t find any answers. We stop asking the questions and pretend to know everything instead.”
Roe Horvat, Dirty Mind
“I was not a fan of euphemisms. If you couldn’t say it, you shouldn’t touch it, and definitely not fuck it or lick it. A cock was a cock, maybe a dick; an ass was an ass, possibly a hole. No shafts, no members, thank you very much. Some words had the power to put me off. Like rod. Or bud. That was just eww.”
Roe Horvat, Dirty Mind
“I stood fidgeting on the train station platform, jumping up and down like an excited Chihuahua, ready to piss myself from the same joy-horror cocktail I had been drowning in for the whole summer.”
Roe Horvat, Dirty Mind
“Of course, I’d known before then. But that night, clutching yet another beer bottle, watching Christian move on the dance floor, I verbalized the subtle knowledge in my mind. I loved him. Shamefully and hopelessly. I tried to talk myself out of it. It’s not like there is a definition. They can’t take your blood sample, run a test and give you the results. It’s all vague, subjective, prone to manipulation, hypochondria. You wake up one day thinking you’re in love with someone and the following week, you’re not. All that drama, the cultural pressure. The epitome of so-called happiness sold to us by the media. They say it can last a year, the honeymoon phase. Two at best. In love… It was just a chemical process, imagination, internalization of recycled clichés, and a hefty dose of delusion. But it didn’t hurt any less. I wanted him, craved him, couldn’t bear anyone else to touch him just as I needed him to be content and sheltered—yes, even if it meant he’d be with someone else. Happy and safe. He was the single, most important being in the whole universe. If Christian was hopeful and joyous as ever, my life had a purpose, the world had a meaning.”
Roe Horvat, Dirty Mind
tags: love
“Close up, the guy looked like an oiled, airbrushed spawn of Steven Seagal and a Ken doll.”
Roe Horvat, Dirty Mind