A.A. Attanasio Quotes & Sayings

... not a fort at all, but a giant amulet, a city made from the magic in our hearts and the land itself. — A.A. Attanasio

The hand is no different from what it creates. — A.A. Attanasio

I dream of a true husband - a good man, not a brute, nor a champion of men on the battlefield; I dream but of a gentle man, one who neither speaks too loud nor ignores evil. I pray for such a like-minded mate, who will be ever for me like harmony to music, virtue to the soul, prosperity to the state, and forethought to the universe. — A.A. Attanasio

And though they may be miles apart and indeed have never met, yet they have never been separate, because they are lovers to the beginning and the end, appointed to each other by God's prosperous love. — A.A. Attanasio

The power of the witch is in her hair. The ones who killed her knew this. They cut off her long tresses, tied them into devil's shoelaces, and bound her hands and feet. — A.A. Attanasio

Ricardo Pinto's The Chosen strikes the reader with great force. — A.A. Attanasio

The surgeon tells me that you're a sorcerer," Pym said. "Is that so?"
Jaki looked to the captain with the glare of the masts in his eyes. "Yes."
Pym weighed this disclosure. "You speak with the dead?"
"Yes."
The captain's eyes screwed up intently. "What do they say to you?"
"They don't talk back."
Pym and Mister Blackheart laughed in unison ... The captain said, "Mister Blackheart wants to know what kind of sorcerer you are."
Jaki pondered a response and finally said, "I was learning to catch souls before my teacher was killed."
"Souls, eh? And what do you do with them after you catch them?"
"I put them back in their bodies."
"Ah, then you're telling us you're a surgeon. — A.A. Attanasio

You are consciousness itself
not the objects of consciousness. They used clear-color prisms and waterdrums to help him relax. You have a body, but you are not your body. You are the awareness of your body. You have thoughts, but you are not your thoughts. You have feelings, but you are not they. Who are you? — A.A. Attanasio

Being human is the most terrible loneliness in the universe. — A.A. Attanasio

The madness of demons is rage - the madness of angels - hope. — A.A. Attanasio

The fact of that devotion is nothing less than sacrifice. The only good of which mortals are capable of love. To even begin to do good, one must be willing to go beyond oneself. All things made by man perish. All words scatter into the emptiness that is the future. Only love endures. Love for what is. Not for what was or could be. Love for what is - that alone is true love. That alone the future cannot dissolve. For that love is God. — A.A. Attanasio

Einstein's claim that change is an illusion. Things do not become, they have not been, and they will not be: They simply are. — A.A. Attanasio

Silence is a text easy to misread. — A.A. Attanasio