Antinovel Quotes & Sayings

dromedary." She has three-year-old Mark in her arms. The fake — Hannah Holborn

The novel is dead. Long live the antinovel, built from scraps. — David Shields

[ ... ] the responsibility for their wellbeing and for the fundamental meaning they give to their own life must, in adulthood, be theirs. To accept the burden that someone 'can't live without you' is unrealistic. It infantilises that person and overburdens you. p.226 — Stephanie Dowrick

She touched my throat with her teeth."

"Well," Drew said quietly, "that can be extremely hot, or extremely bad if the trust isn't there first."

"I should've been able to handle it."

"Bullshit." Drew snorted. "If Hawke went for my throat, I'd freeze the fucking hell where I was and start thinking of way to convince him that whatever he though I did, I didn't do."

Felix knew Drew, knew how the other man used humor to get through people, but he couldn't laugh this time. "Hawke isn't your lover."

"That's true. He's not really my type. I mean, with that hair and everything. — Nalini Singh

I have a lot of musician friends. I worked in radio as a music director, and I know everybody hears about the George Straits and the Garth Brooks and the Kenny Chesneys and all that, but for every major star, there are thousands who didn't quite make it. — Robert David Hall

A person with a victim complex is incapable of achieving his goal without someone's assistance, advice and prompts — Sunday Adelaja

Cubism is ... a picture for its own sake.
Literary Cubism does the same thing in literature, using reality merely as a means and not as an end. — Max Jacob

For every man there is something in the vocabulary that would stick to him like a second skin. His enemies have only to find it. — Ambrose Bierce

We grow in direct proportion to the amount of chaos we can sustain and dissipate — Ilya Prigogine

amazing things can happen when we admit that we don't know. — Liz Wiseman

On a pitch black, starless night, a solitary man was trudging along the main road from Marchiennes to Montsou, ten kilometres of cobblestones running straight as a die across the bare plain between fields of beet. — Emile Zola

As a civilian not playing sport, to get that sense of real belonging and feeling how you are progressing through the day is what I loved and miss. — Matthew Hayden

Virtue may be assailed, but never hurt, Surprised by unjust force, but not enthralled. — John Milton