THE GIANT Quotes
THE GIANT
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THE GIANT Quotes
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“More and more, I began to see the characters of these silly tales walk out of the pages and amble into the busy streets. They sat in cafes, and checked their phones, and spoke in different languages, and held plastic signs, and argued in meetings, and waited for the light to turn, and stepped back onto the curb.”
― THE GIANT
― THE GIANT
“Now, which of these stories is about you? Which one describes or illuminates an aspect of your life? Now, keep in mind, a fool will answer quickly. He will report that none of these tales relate to the world in which he resides; he will find nothing apropos, nothing applicable to his present hour. A wise man, on the other hand, might take his time to answer. He might listen to the changing voices, to the accumulation of characters, and places, and ideas. He might notice how they all string together, each part functioning individually and amid the whole. He might see something larger, something more. In time, he might even begin to see his own character connects to everything.”
― THE GIANT
― THE GIANT
“Now, to be practical, your thoughts must manifest into actions. You must actualize your thoughts, and not let good ideas go to waste in some dusty classroom or elaborate lecture hall.”
― THE GIANT
― THE GIANT
“They cling to what they know, what comforts them (and what, paradoxically, makes them suffer). They cannot break free. They cannot think in a new way.”
― THE GIANT
― THE GIANT
“Without study and reflection, man will simply choose his perspectives, opinions, and beliefs out of convenience or whim. He will fail to grasp certain truths about his existence and unknowingly force himself into a limited scope.”
― THE GIANT
― THE GIANT
“At once, all the images of my adventures clicked into place. How strange it had all been, this journey towards the truth! Rubbing my temple, I thought about all the miles that I had crossed, and all the time that I had invested.”
― THE GIANT
― THE GIANT
“I suppose you are right. I never do plan anything out completely. Planning ruins the immediacy of wit. Don’t you think?”
― THE GIANT
― THE GIANT
“My eyes fluttered.
I coughed up some blood.
And I laughed, mocking myself, mocking my own adventure.
THE GIANT was simply a story.
I was alone.
A long time passed. A splashing of footsteps. Then, two enormous hands. With effort,
they pulled my body from the pavement. My limbs were heavy.”
― THE GIANT
I coughed up some blood.
And I laughed, mocking myself, mocking my own adventure.
THE GIANT was simply a story.
I was alone.
A long time passed. A splashing of footsteps. Then, two enormous hands. With effort,
they pulled my body from the pavement. My limbs were heavy.”
― THE GIANT
“Can you hear that?” she asked.
“It’s nice,” I said. “What is it?”
“That,” she said, “is the sound of your soul.”
― THE GIANT
“It’s nice,” I said. “What is it?”
“That,” she said, “is the sound of your soul.”
― THE GIANT
“That night, in the late hours, as the carpenter and I sat on the roof, watching the sunset burn the distant clouds to sleep, I wished that I could turn back the pages of life, to reread the small moments.”
― THE GIANT
― THE GIANT
“I told her about my grandfather, about the little apartment we used to share over a nice-smelling bakery. It had one window, and you could sit there, on the cracked paint, studying people in the street. My grandfather would stroll down the sidewalk, tools in hand. He was a plumber. And there was always work to be done.”
― THE GIANT
― THE GIANT
“I limped through the forest. Through the inky blackness. A body, lost in nature. Nothing more. An animal. Broken at the core. A creature without a home.”
― THE GIANT
― THE GIANT
“Step by step, inch by inch, time paced around my mangled body. It circled me, slowly, inspecting the scene, taking inventory.”
― THE GIANT
― THE GIANT
“What were the rumors? What did THE GIANT look like? What language did HE speak? What color was HIS skin? Was THE GIANT even a HE? And, of course, was THE GIANT kind or cruel?”
― THE GIANT
― THE GIANT
“It was a mindless game, but what else could I do? I was lost. I was alone. Terribly alone. And, in those brief moments of play, I could reshape all of existence. My tiny hands could scoop up the entire universe. Slowly, carefully, as though not to ruin the charm, I raised my hands, and watched the beads of light drip like golden ink from my delicate fingertips.”
― THE GIANT
― THE GIANT
