Tsukiko Quotes & Sayings

He simply believed that lame sex destroyed more marriages than did anything else, and that "considering the inveterate marriage habit of the race," something ought to be done. — Mary Roach

It is a matter of perspective, the difference between opponent and partner," Tsukiko says. "You step to the side and the same person can be either or both or something else entirely. It is difficult to know which face is true. — Erin Morgenstern

Could you do such things when you were a dancer?' Tara asks her, as Tsukiko pulls a leg up impossibly far over her head.
'I would have had a much busier social calendar if I could,' Mme. Padva replies with a shake of her head. — Erin Morgenstern

I am a big man, and I have a laugh to match my size. — Gert Frobe

No one would allow that he could not see these much-admired clothes; because, in doing so, he would have declared himself either a simpleton or unfit of his office. — Hans Christian Andersen

Tsukiko Saionji: He doesn't look like a weed whacker.
Aoi "Flippy" Kyogoku: But I'm a computer hacker, and a safe cracker, and a butt smacker ... and I've got just the right equipment to trim your hedge. — Yuu Watase

This is a typical Tsukiko response, one that does not truly answer the question. Isobel does not pry. — Erin Morgenstern

I don't own everything, I do have a partner. — Mickey Gilley

Have you ever read your cards for someone who could not understand what they were dealing with, even though to you it was clear from only a short conversation and pictures on paper?" Tsukiko asks,
"Yes," Isobel says. She has seen them hundreds of times, the querents who could not see things for what they were. Blind to betrayals and heartbreak, and always stubborn, no matter how gently she tried to explain. — Erin Morgenstern

Is the babe young? When I behold it, it seems more venerable than the oldest man. — Henry David Thoreau

It is difficult to see a situation for what it is when you are in the midst of it," Tsukiko says. "It is too familiar. Too comfortable. — Erin Morgenstern

Tsukiko sits on the floor in the center of the room, wearing a red kimono. A beating crimson heart in the pale chamber. — Erin Morgenstern

Love is fickle and fleeting," Tsukiko continues. "It is rarely a solid foundation for decisions to be made upon, in any game. — Erin Morgenstern

learn the changes and then forget them. — Mark Levine

It is a matter of perspective, between opponent and partner ... You step to the side and the same person can be either or both or something else entirely. — Erin Morgenstern

Come to my bedchamber now,' he whispered against her mouth ...
'I don't take -'
'Orders. I know.' He kissed her, over and over now, a delectable repetition that despite its simplicity made her cling to him tighter. 'Then your bedchamber.'
... 'It shares a wall with Madame Roche. I cannot -'
He grabbed her hand and dragged her along the corridor. He opened the first door they came to.
'A linen cabinet?' But they had managed perfectly well on a staircase once. *Perfectly.*
... 'You are yanking me about a lot.' She was breathless.
'I am. Feel free to reciprocate. — Katharine Ashe

For years, I wanted to know if there was one person, one voice, one individual inside me. All my life people would call me a chink or a chigger. I couldn't listen to hip-hop and be myself without people questioning my authenticity. Chinese people questioned my yellowness because I was born in America. The white people questioned my identity as an American because I was yellow.
No black or Spanish person ever called me chigger, but hustling all of a sudden got white people off my back. I was the same dude with a different job, but now I was finally "authentic" to white people, and it made me realized it's all a trap. We can't fucking win. If I follow the rules and play the model minority, I'm a lapdog under a bamboo ceiling. If I like hip-hop because I see solidarity, I'm aping. But, if I throw it all away, shit on my parents, sell weed, pills, and strike fear into unsuspecting white boys with stunt Glocks, now I's authentic? Fuck you, America. (171) — Eddie Huang

What happened?" Bailey asks.
"That is somewhat difficult to explain," Tsukiko answers. "It is a long and complicated story."
"And you're not going to tell me, are you?"
She tilts her head a bit ... "No, I am not," she says.
"Great," Bailey mutters under his breath ... "The bonfire exploded? How?"
"Remember when I said it was difficult to explain? That has not changed. — Erin Morgenstern