Jason Mott Quotes & Sayings

Death is only the beginning of the reunion you did not know you wanted, — Jason Mott

For her part in things, Lucille breathed in, held the image of the house and all that it meant to her in the universe of her lungs until she thought she might faint. Then she held it longer, clawing at this moment, this image, this life, this single breath, though she knew she would have to let it go. — Jason Mott

Never would have imagined it in my entire life. But I guess just because I can't imagine something doesn't mean it can't happen - that's the solipsist's flaw! The truth of things is right out there. All you have to do is open the door and there it is, all of it, everything I can't imagine, right there for you to reach out and shake hands with." Her voice broke. The — Jason Mott

People and events of wonder and magic are the lifeblood of the world. — Jason Mott

I'm a realist." "You're a misanthrope. — Jason Mott

It's a unique time for everyone," the man from the Bureau said. — Jason Mott

It was a good word: progress. A safe word that you snuggled up against when you were nervous. The kind of word you took home to meet your parents. — Jason Mott

Spending your life on nothing but gossip and hearsay isn't any way to stay informed. — Jason Mott

People do that sometimes when...well, when the world is complex and the truth is not certain. People create the truth, and they hope that they can create the world of that truth. — Jason Mott

There is a music that forms sometimes, from the pairing of two people. An inescapable cadence that continues on. — Jason Mott

If there's one thing America will always lead the world in," Harold said, "it's assholes with guns. — Jason Mott

Everything lasts forever," Ava said quietly as though she were making the statement to herself rather than to her father. "Older people always think that things like this can't last. But that's not the way it is anymore. Things can last forever and ever now because of the internet. Everything is saved somewhere. Everything is permanent. Nothing dies anymore." "That's...insightful, — Jason Mott

Reading the article he wished for more detail ... But the media was the last place one should look for truth. A person was lucky to find the facts, let alone the truth. — Jason Mott

It had been another night of restlessness for him and, as is often the case with certain types of men, he'd decided that being angry in general was the best way to deal with whatever was going on in his heart that he didn't understand. "What's — Jason Mott

Then he leaned over and kissed his wife, holding his breath as if it could hold the moment, as well, as if this single kiss could keep his wife and family and everything he loved from ever coming to harm, from ever leaving him alone. "What was that for?" Connie asked when their lips finally separated... "For everything I don't know how to say with words. — Jason Mott

Some folks locked the doors of their hearts when they lost someone. Others kept the doors and the windows open, letting memory and love pass through freely. And maybe that was the way it was supposed to be, Harold thought. — Jason Mott

Mommies are always okay because the world couldn't get along without them. That's what my daddy said back before he died. He said that mommies were the reason the whole world worked the way it did and that without mommies everybody would be mean and hungry and people would be fighting all the time and nothing good would ever happen to anybody. — Jason Mott

No one anybody would miss. — Jason Mott

But isn't that the way it is with memory? Give it enough time and it will become worn down and covered in a patina of self-serving omissions. — Jason Mott

Devils?" he said, his mind finding its train of thought as his hand found his cigarette lighter. "Devils are superstitions. Products of small minds and even smaller imaginations. There's one word that should be banned from the dictionary - devils. Ha! Now there's a flippant word. — Jason Mott

And as any man does when faced with the raw terror of emotion, he surrendered to his wife and buried his thoughts below the anvil of his heart. — Jason Mott

Like many people, she had spent most of her adult life trying to recreate her childhood, trying to grow back into it, as if time were not all-powerful. — Jason Mott