Quotes By Letter: D
“Hence the cocaine. I cannot live without brainwork. What else is there to live for? Stand at the window here. Was ever such a dreary, dismal, unprofitable world? See how the yellow fog swirls down the street and drifts across the dun-coloured houses. What could be more hopelessly prosaic and material? What is the use of having powers, Doctor, when one has no field upon which to exert them? Crime is commonplace, existence is commonplace, and no qualities save those which are commonplace have any function upon earth.”
-The Sign of Four, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
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“Perhaps the rare and simple pleasure of being seen for what one is, compensates for the misery of being it.”
-Margaret Drabble
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“biting keeps your words at bay
tending to the sores that stay
happiness is just a gash away
when i open a familiar scar
pain goes shooting like a star
comfort hasn't failed to follow so far...
and you might say it's self-indulgent
you might say its self-destructive
but, you see, it's more productive
than if i were to be healthy
& pens and penknives take the blame
crane my neck & scratch my name
but the ugly marks
are worth the momentary gain...
when i jab a sharpened object in
choirs of angels seem to sing
hymns of hate in memorandum
and you might say it's self-indulgent
and you might say it's self-destructive
but, you see, it's more productive
than if i were to be happy
and sappy songs about sex and cheating
bland accounts of two lovers meeting
make me want to give mankind a beating
and you might say it's self-destructive
but, you see, i'd kick the bucket
sixty times before i'd kick the habit
and as the skin rips off i cherish the revolting thought
that even if i quit
there's not a chance in hell i'd stop
and anyone can see the signs
mittens in the summertime
thank you for your pity, you are too kind
and you might say its self-inflicted
but you see that's contradictive
why on earth would anyone practice self destruction?
and pain opinions are sitcom feeding
they dont know that their minds are teething
makes me want to give mankind a beating
i'm tried bandages and sinking
i've tried gloves and even thinking
i've tried vaseline
i've tried everything
and no-one cares if your back is bleeding
they're concerned with their hair receding
looking back it was all maltreating
every thought that occurred misleading
makes me want to give myself a beating....”
-Bad Habit, The Dresden Dolls
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“Please excuse her for the day, it's just the way the medication makes her...”
-Girl Anachronism, The Dresden Dolls
Recommended by Alyx.
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“you can tell
from the scars on my arms
and cracks in my hips
and the dents in my car
and the blisters on my lips
that i'm not the carefullest of girls
you can tell
from the glass on the floor
and the strings that're breaking
and i keep on breaking more
and it looks like i am shaking
but it's just the temperature
and then again
if it were any colder i could disengage
if i were any older i could act my age
but i dont think that youd believe me
it's
not
the
way
i'm
meant
to
be
it's just the way the operation made me.”
-Girl Anachronism, The Dresden Dolls
Recommended by Alyx.
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“its exhausting to keep smiling when your toes are bleeding through the floor
its a gory sort of story thats been told a million times before.”
-Glass Slipper, The Dresden Dolls
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“I don't need you to breathe
I have fallen down but I've landed on my feet
And I hear the sound of my own sweet voice and it's a scream.”
-Breathe, Randi Driscoll
Recommended by Shay.
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“Tell the angel who will watch over your future destiny, Morrel, to pray sometimes for a man who, like Satan, thought himself, for an instant, equal to God; but who now acknowledges, with Christian humility, that God alone possesses supreme power and infinite wisdom...There is neither happiness nor misery in the world; there is only the comparison of one state with another, nothing more. He who has felt the deepest grief is best able to experience supreme happiness. We must have felt what it is to die, Morrel, that we may appreciate the enjoyments of life.”
-Le comte de Monte Cristo, Alexandre Dumas
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“Imagine it. How would it be if the end was not Heaven or Hell but just an absence of life? My God, I swear that would be Heaven enough for most of us. ”
-In The Company of the Courtesan, Sarah Dunant
Recommended by Shay.
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“'Do you ever have those dreams,' Harriet rasped, slowly, 'where you've done something, something terrible and irreversible? Something horrific, and no matter how much you're sorry it's no good? It's indelible?'
'No.'
I didn't look at her. Didn't need to. I knew what she'd look like, lying on her side, face to the window, the city's lights minutely captured in the glossy convexities of her tired eyes. I knew she'd be unblinking, her cheek squashed in the deep pillow, her mouth dripping a single strand of spittle. I knew she'd look sad as hell.
'I have that dream all the time,' she said. 'Except when I'm asleep.'”
-I, Lucifer, Glen Duncan
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“But I've said it before and I'll say it again: kneecaps only exist to get hit with claw-hammers; grace only exists to be fallen from.”
-I, Lucifer, Glen Duncan
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“Her face is a map of remembered trouble and absorbed guilt, The green eyes look broken, as if their glass has shattered. A motorway pile-up of wrecked mascara. Lashes jewelled with tears.”
-I, Lucifer, Glen Duncan
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“His gentleness was unaffected by his pain. He didn't speak of the pain, never a word about it. Sometimes his face would quiver, he'd close his eyes and clench his teeth. But he never said anything about the images behind his closed eyes. It was as he loved the pain, loved it as he'd loved me, intensely, unto death perhaps, and as if he preferred it now to me.”
-The Lover, Marguerite Duras
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“Very early in my life it was much too late.”
-The Lover, Marguerite Duras
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“That she had so completely recovered her sanity was a source of sadness to her.”
-The Ravishing of Lol Stein, Marguerite Duras
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“In the dime stores and bus stations,
People talk of situations,
Read books, repeat quotations,
Draw conclusions on the wall.”
-Love Minus Zero/No Limit, Bob Dylan
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“Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand,
Vanished from my hand,
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping.
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet,
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.”
-Mr Tambourine Man, Bob Dylan
Recommended by Shay.
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“Democracy don't rule the world,
You'd better get that in your head.
This world is ruled by violence
But I guess that's better left unsaid.”
-Union Sundown, Bob Dylan
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