Best 16 quotes of David Burr Gerrard on MyQuotes

Accepting punishment – that would be revolutionary.

All nineteen-year-old males are children who are men capable of war.

Don’t go to the protest. Go out and get laid. Unless you’re going to the protest to get laid.

I'm saying that figuring out what's important in life and how to go about getting it is very difficult. Sometimes you get confused and you get tempted to just let other people make the rules. And some people are really happy to make the rules for other people. Adam Lyons, the man who runs the epiphany machine, is one of those people.

It’s something of a cliché, at least among war correspondents, that war makes people unusually horny; what it actually does is make you want to touch as much flesh as you can get your hands on.

Once you’ve gotten used to a certain kind of smell from a certain kind of flesh, whether it’s a lover or a rotting corpse, you long for it when it’s not around. Or maybe it’s just me.

One way to think about your life is as an extended free fall. An epiphany may help you see better as you fall. Rather than a meaningless blur, you will see rocks and trees and lizards. An epiphany is not a parachute.

Praising heroes who slay monsters is a writer’s most ancient task.

See,” Miranda said, “this is the truth.” Sitting in class one morning, I found her pubic hair in my teeth.

That was what maturity was: accepting things. The more things you accepted, the more mature you were.

The epiphany machine will not discover anything about you that you do not, in some way, already know. But think for a moment about surprise. What is surprising is never what is revealed but the grace with which it has been hidden.

The problem with freedom is that when people have it, they do what they want to.

There was too much protection in a drone, protection that was also a denial of one’s own humanity, very much like the protection offered by a burqa.

Thinking, like other drugs, can be a useful distraction from pain, as long as it's managed and doesn't become an addiction.

You already know what the machine will write on your arm. That lie you’ve been telling yourself—you know what it is. That blind spot is not really a blind spot—you’re choosing to look away. Perhaps more to the point, you already know whether you want to see it. You already know whether you’re going to use the machine. So why are you still reading this?

You could fling open every closet of regret and desire in yourself and the people you loved, and still there would be one closet you missed, and crouched in that closet, never to see the dark of day, would be your most crucial self.