Garth Risk Hallberg Quotes

I couldn't understand; cheating was the one thing I'd told her all those years ago would be unforgivable. She knew, she said, but that was part of what had been confusing her, that I would even have told her that, as if she weren't an actual human being with the freedom to act, but some character in a scenario in my head. There was a quality I had of making the people closest to me feel lonely, somehow. Some essential cold withholding at the core of myself.

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One day, he and William had been speeding toward each other; the next, careening away. But why?

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As if it were possible for one person to care about another and still treat him or her like this.

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But what if time worked the other way around?What if what his adolescent self had felt then was the ghost of his present one, sitting here on a sagging bench, beckoning him into his future?

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And didn't time always slow, anyway, the closer you came to what you wanted?

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But no, what interested him, psychologically speaking, was the sense of continuity itself, the mind's insistence that this was the same Regan he'd known when he was eight; had anything befallen her, the Regan he lost would have been the one who'd perched on the black rocks of the park back then, with all her futures inside.

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There is no such thing as a perfect phrase, or a private language, and . . . time only runs the one way.

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Some people think the real them is whoever they are when they're not around other people.

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It's like Charlie's dreamed everything he lived through here.

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Everything's always changing, Charlie. We become who we are. The mask melts into the face.

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Three’s all you need to change the world. Look at the Bolsheviks, or the Jimi Hendrix Experience.

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And as he reached for William's leg, the way a small child will reach for its mother's, there welled up through a small hole in the bottom of Mercer's soul a relief surpassing any he'd ever known in waking life.

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William, an artist is someone who combines a desperate need to be understood with the fiercest love of privacy-

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No amount of art, even of the Great American variety, can elevate you above, or insulate you from, the divisions, the cataclysms, of ordinary life.

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Reading it was like subletting a small apartment in someone else's head.

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For paranoia was Zig's late style: How else but through networks and conspiracies could he fashion a target big enough for his outrage? Richard usually found paranoia uninteresting, insofar as it swept away the incidental, which was the real grist of history.

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The sky was low and broody, but from here, near the treeline, you could see the forest rolling down into the valley, the lake tucked away like a pocket mirror.

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Punk had picked the locks, sluiced out into the grid.

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William loathed his family,' Mercer said. 'With cause.

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As ever in the family Goodman, someone would have to swallow feelings here, and it was easier that it be Mercer.

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And she learned that you couldn’t stockpile anything that mattered, really. Feelings, people, songs, sex, fireworks: they existed only in time, and when it was over, so were they.

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Incidental, all of it, of course, but this was what this city bestowed that novels couldn't: not what you needed in order to live, but what made the living worth doing in the first place.

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In the wasteland of metro Boston, at thirteen, fourteen, his big dream had been of a gun to his own head, putting him out of his misery—a misery that by sophomore year of college was indistinguishable from everybody else's.

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You couldn’t trust people to be tomorrow what they had been yesterday.

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No need to look to see if your former home has vanished yet into the humdrum gray behind you; you'll be able to feel it, the sudden eclipse of the tractor beam the house puts out. Of its forcefield of sadness.

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Darkness just loosens the mask. Sharpens the mind's eye. Makes the color of a remembered pencil, or a tick of waxy red on a cracked plaster wall, as vivid as that taillight a few feet away.

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No, what one wanted, really, was the city or anyone in it to see how one suffered. Of course, this being New York, they'd likely just tell him Get over it . . . Was it possible that the last month had been a kind of judgement on him for ever daring to pretend that anything meant anything at all?

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It's like we've been living in two different cities. You up here in all this marbled comfort, and me down there, killing myself in slow motion.

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Failure is so much more interesting.

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It’s a lesson some writers take a lifetime to learn: what makes us care about things is other people caring, too.

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You assumed whatever was vivid to yourself was vivid to others, and vice versa, but she was going to make him spell it out, for the first time in either of their lives.

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When he lifted his head, the sun seemed impossibly close. Science-fictionally close.

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What he had remembered was to tuck among his changes of clothes one of Regan's framed photographs of the four of them from a few summers back, at Lake Winnipesaukee. He set it up on the nightstand, as if he might swim down into the past, where nothing could go wrong.

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Was she Minh Thuy, finally, or was she Jenny? But the time when there had been a meaningful difference between the two would come to seem like a tiny neighborhood where you couldn't decide which house was yours. Which felt important when you were high above, you thought, in the foothills, but not so much at the truer remove of a continent, where the lives you'd lived and the places you'd come from, dwindled to a single point on the horizon, in the incorrigibly distant past.

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Whatever he's feeling at a given moment is what he's always been and always will be feeling.

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And why love things you were destined to lose? Why let yourself feel things if the feelings were doomed to die?

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Truly unconditional love was suffocating, in that it took so little notice of who you actually were.

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Because if every moment of a life is present in every other, so is every old self you've ever tried to outrun. And then how to know—the present self having always felt flimsy, somehow, compared to the one so acutely alive under the kitchen table—which you, specifically, is the real one?

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So he'll keep dragging himself up this bridge between possible worlds, this rickety ruin of light, trying to imagine it might matter if he makes it to the other side.

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The absence of a skyline makes him doubt he'll ever get where he's going, and behind him, where he's come from might as well not be there.

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