Alone With You in the Ether Quotes

“I want you to bet on me, Aldo. I want you to make investments, I want your future.” The last part slipped out. “I want your future, Aldo. I want it for me.”
― Olivie Blake, Alone With You in the Ether

“Time.
Once upon a time.
Time to begin.
Time and time again.
Time after time.
Time is a function of lies, a trick of the light, a mistranslation.”
― Olivie Blake, Alone With You in the Ether

“the body will do almost anything to feel nothing.”
― Olivie Blake, Alone With You in the Ether

“He thinks of all the other versions of himself making love to all the other versions of her and resolves to pluck them out of their alternate realities, out of their alternate spaces and times, to place them in this one.”
― Olivie Blake, Alone With You in the Ether

“He loved her fiercely for that.
He didn't see the problem in loving her that way, with a savagery that felt as ancient as his sorrows, until he realized that the could no longer recall a life without her. It was as if the older versions of him had been erased and could no longer exist. He realized that his relationship whit time, whatever it was before, was now forever altered.”
― Olivie Blake, Alone With You in the Ether

“She did that, love him invasively, exploring him like the depths of the sea.”
― Olivie Blake, Alone With You in the Ether

“Cravings were wishes that could be satisfied, but compulsions were needs that must be met.”
― Olivie Blake, Alone With You in the Ether

“Commitment is fine,” he said. “Theoretically, anyway. But I find I have some difficulty understanding what other people want from me.”
― Olivie Blake, Alone with You in the Ether

“You wouldn't make love with him, you'd make art. Maybe that would be worth it, but still, art is tragedy.”
― Olivie Blake, Alone With You in the Ether

“She cannot be, even in resurrection, what she was in life.”
― Olivie Blake, Alone With You in the Ether

“She is my hope and for that she is dangerous, unequivocally, but she is also alive, unreservedly.”
― Olivie Blake, Alone With You in the Ether

“The dark tips of her nails traveled the shape of his upper lip, curving with it, and in another version of this precise moment, he said, Regan, come closer, let's see what happens, let's see how the stars shine on your skin.”
― Olivie Blake, Alone With You in the Ether

“Why was her ship sinking?
Her ship? It's always sinking, she hates it, it's either sinking or it's exploding, either way it never seems to be going anywhere.”
― Olivie Blake, Alone With You in the Ether

“She should know right now that the secrets of the universe aren't in his dick.
Had he checked?
He's familiar with the real estate.”
― Olivie Blake, Alone With You in the Ether

“Can you love my brain even when it is small? When it is malevolent? When it’s violent? Can you love it when it doesn’t love me?”
― Olivie Blake, Alone with You in the Ether

“Did it matter where it started, and would it matter where it would end? Either yes, it mattered very much, because everything was a consequence of something and therefore what became of them was somehow predetermined, or no, it did not matter at all, because beginnings and endings were not as important as the moments that could have happened or the outcomes that might have been.”
― Olivie Blake, Alone with You in the Ether

“To give into something all at once was to lose yourself completely, and therefore to resist was to exchange one fleeting moment of pleasure for a more exquisite, abounding pain.”
― Olivie Blake, Alone With You in the Ether

“She proved herself alive by proving this day had never been lived before, that this thing had never been felt or never tasted or never wanted, and now, because it existed, things were different; changed.”
― Olivie Blake, Alone With You in the Ether

“Math is a difficult thing to love, he said. It’s precise and unforgiving, it’s evasive and it will never love me back, but I don’t have much of a choice, do I? It’s the thing that I can do that other people can’t, or that other people lack the patience for. Are there worthier things, more rewarding things? Yes, probably. But I don’t know what they are, they never showed themselves to me. Only math did.”
― Olivie Blake, Alone With You in the Ether

“What you’re seeing is a single intake of breath - one moment. It is the beauty of the world in its most objective state, because the artist isn’t expressing any meaning. He isn’t trying to define you or teach you or tell you what place to occupy.”
― Olivie Blake, Alone With You in the Ether

“her honesty with him was just another version of a lie.”
― Olivie Blake, Alone With You in the Ether

“The glow from the window illuminated pieces of their silhouettes, her right side and his left. With the way moonlight fell over them it seemed to him that they were each one half of a person, divided in two, each fraction left to be the other's reflection.”
― Olivie Blake, Alone With You in the Ether

“She'd have to be measured infinitely in order to be calculated, which no one could ever do.”
― Olivie Blake, Alone With You in the Ether

“It isn't constancy that keeps us alive, it's the progression we use to move us.”
― Olivie Blake, Alone With You in the Ether

“There was nothing worse than being predictable. Nothing smaller than feeling ordinary.
Nothing more disappointing than being reminded she was both.”
― Olivie Blake, Alone With You in the Ether

“Everything is uncertain, he and she both know that by now, but there is a smaller certainty within all of the uncertainty, which is: The Truth.
And what, he asks, is The Truth?
That she will keep turning corners until she finds him.”
― Olivie Blake, Alone With You in the Ether

“Jesus, he thinks, something is wrong with us, we are unwell, no one has ever felt any of this without destruction. Empires have fallen like this, he thinks, but it only makes him want her more, makes him look at his hands and think, My god, what a waste of time doing anything else but holding her”
― Olivie Blake, Alone With You in the Ether

“She wanted to tell him, to teach him: every time you love, pieces of you break off and get replaced by something you steal from someone else. It seems like it’s the right shape, but it’s slightly different every time, so that eventually, very very quietly and over days and days and days, you are transformed into something unrecognizable, and it happens so slowly you don’t even notice, like shedding scales and making new ones. He smiled at her like: isn’t it great? Yes, she thought, pained. Yes, it is perilously wonderful to suffer so sweetly with you.”
― Olivie Blake, Alone With You in the Ether

“Yes," he said - he would have said it to anything, she could have suggested a mutiny and he'd have searched tirelessly for an axe, a pitchfork, Excalibur itself - and she smiled up at him, lifting her chin to permit him full view of her approval. The prospect of it, of anything, buzzed in his veins.”
― Olivie Blake, Alone With You in the Ether

“How fragile the craving, he thought, and how delicate it was. How easy it would be to snap it between his fingers, to crush it between his palms. How effortlessly the wanting turned into the franticness of taking, and how very, very easy it was to take.”
― Olivie Blake, Alone With You in the Ether