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White Pines
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Gemma Amor876 ratings, 3.79 average rating, 172 reviews
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“I had always felt things deeply, that was my nature. It was why I was a writer. Sometimes, the feelings were so huge, they needed a place to go.”
― White Pines
― White Pines
“When had it become such a titanic, colossal struggle to simply exist as a normal, functioning human being?”
― White Pines
― White Pines
“People need something tangible to attach their grief to. There is no comfort to be taken from wide open spaces full of nothing.”
― White Pines
― White Pines
“Custom and indoctrination are one and the same thing,”
― White Pines
― White Pines
“Why do you do this to yourself?’ He would have said. ‘Why do you let your thoughts spiral out of control in this way? What good does it do, to obsess over things like that, again and again? You’re just hurting yourself. What good does that do?’ No good. No good at all. But I didn’t know any other way to be. I didn’t know any other way of dealing with it. I had always felt things deeply, that was my nature. It was why I was a writer. Sometimes, the feelings were so huge, they needed a place to go.”
― White Pines
― White Pines
“The absence of things is so loud it pierces my brain with loss. What used to be, is simply no more.
But the memories linger like smoke in the air.”
― White Pines
But the memories linger like smoke in the air.”
― White Pines
“So this is what it’s like when someone you love dies, I thought. Like constantly trying to swallow a sharp stone.”
― White Pines
― White Pines
“The Island had taken a soft, privileged woman and chewed her up, remoulded her into something else, something raw, and desperate.”
― White Pines
― White Pines
“My recent loss was too fresh, too sharp. I couldn’t cut myself on the edges of it. Not again. Not right now.”
― White Pines
― White Pines
“I thought of my life, then, as a series of chapters in a book. I had finished the previous chapter, and it seemed to me, on reflection, as I stood here with the rest of my life in my hands, as if not much of any note had really happened in that chapter at all, despite the length of it.”
― White Pines
― White Pines
