Villete Quotes & Sayings

What were you doing all those years, after you disappeared?' Doug paused, unsure of his words. 'After she died.'

Grace looked at the grave across the space she had been too weak to cross. 'I was learning to make music. — Abigail Easton

We have no reliable guarantee that the afterlife will be any less exasperating than this one, have we? — Noel Coward

It is nice to be important, but it's more important to be nice. — John Templeton

I'm joking, it's not really hell," the voice went on. "It's worse than hell, not that I've ever actually been there. You're in Villete. — Paulo Coelho

Couldn't something temporary be done with a teapot? — Charles Dickens

You don't seem mad at all,' she said.
But I am, although I'm undergoing a cure, because my problem is that I lack a particular chemical. However, while I hope that the chemical gets rid of my chronic depression, I want to continue being mad, living life the way I dream it, and not the way other people want it to be. Do you know what exists out there, beyond the walls of Villete? — Paulo Coelho

Is wanting to be different a serious illness?" "It is if you force yourself to be the same as everyone else. It causes neuroses, psychoses, and paranoia. It's a distortion of nature, it goes against God's laws, for in all the world's woods and forests, he did not create a single leaf the same as another. But you think it's insane to be different, and that's why you chose to live in Villete, because everyone is different here, and so you appear to be the same as everyone else. — Anonymous

You get diarrhea out here, you dehydrate from the inside out - you leave the gene pool. — Cody Lundin

Your average person wouldn't recognize a sublime entity if it attempted to fist fuck them while waiting in line for the next Batman sequel. — Janeane Garofalo

I lived for music since I could think. — Hugh Masekela

The vast majority of the inmates, however, heard the news, pretended to be shocked and sad, but actually felt relieved because once more the exterminating angel had passed over Villete, and they had been spared. — Paulo Coelho