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288 pages, Paperback
First published October 10, 2017
“You’re deflecting.” I just stared at her. “You’re right that self isn’t simple, Aza. Maybe it’s not even singular. Self is a plurality, but pluralities can also be integrated, right? Think of a rainbow. It’s one arc of light, but also seven differently colored arcs of light.”
I guess I just don’t like having to live inside of a body? If that makes sense. And I think maybe deep down I am just an instrument that exists to turn oxygen into carbon dioxide, just like merely an organism in this . . . vastness.
Me: You’re not your money.
Him: Then what am I? What is anyone?
Me: I is the hardest word to define.
Him: Maybe you are what you can’t not be.
Me: Maybe. How’s the sky?
Him: Great. Huge. Amazing.
“Spirals grow infinitely small the farther you follow them inward, but they also grow infinitely large the farther you follow them out.”
“You're the narrator, the protagonist, and the sidekick. You're the storyteller and the story told. You are somebody's something, but you are also your you.”
No one ever says goodbye unless they want to see you again.
“Reading someone’s poetry is like seeing them naked”
Tengo espirales de pensamientos, y no puedo salir de ellas.
Me gustaba estar con él en aquel espacio no físico, pero también sentía la necesidad de cerrar las ventanas de mi yo.
Las mejores conversaciones son aquellas en las que ni siquiera recuerdas de qué hablasteis, solo recuerdas cómo te sentías.
Nadie se despide de ti si no quiere volver a verte.
“It's turtles all the way fucking down, Holmesy. You're trying to find the turtle at the bottom of the pile, but that's not how it works."
"Because it's turtles all the way down," I said again, feeling something akin to a spiritual revelation.”
“Thoughts are only thoughts. They are not you, you belong to yourself even when your thoughts don't.”
“The thing about a spiral is, if you follow it inward, it never actually ends. It just keeps tightening, infinitely.”
“You're both the fire and the water that extinguishes it. You're the narrator, the protagonist, and the sidekick. You're the storyteller and the story told. You are somebody's something, but you are also your you.”