Best 22 quotes in «turtles all the way down quotes» category

But for some people, the invasive can kind of take over, crowding out all the other thoughts until it's the only one you're able to have, the thought you're perpetually either thinking or distracting yourself from.

But I was beginning to learn that your life is a story told about you, not one that you tell. Of course, you pretend to be the author. You have to.

Man can do what he wills, but he cannot will what he wills.

È che non mi piace dover vivere dentro un corpo. Se ha un senso. E penso che magari nel profondo sono solo uno strumento che esiste per trasformare l'ossigeno in diossido di carbonio, un mero organismo in questa...vastità. E mi fa tantissima paura l'idea che quello a cui penso come, tipo, al mio aperte virgolette io chiuse virgolette non sia sotto il mio controllo. Tipo sono sicura che ti sei accorto che in questo momento ho la mano sudata anche se fa troppo freddo per sudare, e odio questa cosa che quando comincio a sudare non riesco a smettere, e poi non riesco a pensare a nient'altro se non che sto sudando. E se non puoi scegliere quello che fai o quello che pensi, allora non sei veramente vero, capito? Forse sono solo una bugia che sto sussurrando a me stessa.

Every loss is unprecedented. You can't ever know someone else's hurt, not really- like touching someone else's body isn't the same as having someone else's body.

Holmesy, you okay?" Daisy asked. I nodded. Sometimes I wondered why she liked me, or at least tolerated me. Why any of them did. Even I found myself annoying.

If taking a pill makes you different, lie, if it changes the way-down you...that's just a screwed-up idea, you know? Who's deciding what me means - me or the employees of the factory that makes Lexapro? It's like I have this demon inside of me, and I want it gone, but the idea of removing it via pill is...I don't know...weird. But a lot of days I get over that, because I do really hate the demon.

It sucked having a dead person in your family, and I knew what he meant, about seeking solace in the old light. Three years from now, I knew, he'd find a different favorite star, one with older light to gaze upon. And when time caught up with that one, he'd love a farther star, and a farther one, because you can't let the light catch up with the present. Otherwise you'd forget.

I was beginning to learn that your life is astory told about you, not one that you tell.

I would always be like this, always have this within me. There was no beating it. I would never slay the dragon, because the dragon was also me. My self and the disease were knotted together for life.

Dr. Karen Singh liked to say that a unwanted thought was like a car driving past you when you're standing on on the side of the road, and I told myself I didn't have to get into that car, that my moment of choice was not whether to have the thought, but whether to be carried away by it. And then I got in the car.

Even though I laughed with them, it felt like I was watching the whole thing from somewhere else, like I was watching a movie about my life instead of living it.

I like short poems with weird rhyme schemes, because that's what life is like.

It spans the whole alphabet, because we wanted you to now you can be anything.

Partly, I kept forgetting, but also there was something else I couldn't quite identify, some way-down fear that taking a pill to become myself was wrong.

Okay, well, I feel more like seven things than one thing.

Seeing your past - or a person from your - can for me at least be physically painful. I'm overwhelmed by a melancholic ache - and I want the past back, not matter the cost. It doesn't matter that it won't come back; that it never even actually existed as I remember it - I want it back. I want things to be like they were, or like I remember them having been: Whole. But she doesn't remind me of the past, for some reason, she feels present tense

That's what my dad is like-he really disappeared a long time ago, which is maybe why it didn't bother me much. I wish he were here, but I've wished that for a long time. Adults think they're wielding power, but really power is wielding them.

Yes, well, in that respect and many others, American high schools do rather resemble prisons.

And if you can't pick what you do or think about, then maybe you aren't really real, you know? Maybe I'm just a lie that I'm whispering to myself.

Adults think they're wielding power, but really power is wielding them

At the time I first realized I might be fictional...