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Paul Russell  Quotes
If I’ve learned one thing, it’s that the unfortunate thing about life is that everything’s mixed. There’s no absolute good and there’s no absolute evil. There’s just a lot of confusion.

—Paul Russell

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Were archaeologists really such a sex-starved lot as all that? Did pigs really sweat?

—Paul Russell

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If certain places you came to in life felt right, then how many others were just as clearly the wrong place to be?

—Paul Russell

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Was this what was called falling in love, this wayward glimpse of another person’s soul?

—Paul Russell

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We forget that at our own risk.

—Paul Russell

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Just because you pretend the universe doesn’t have teeth doesn’t mean you won’t get eaten in the end.

—Paul Russell

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Louis could never shake the suspicion that some people, whether consciously or not, called the storm to themselves.

—Paul Russell

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You’re the enemy. You’re the one who’s going to defeat yourself.

—Paul Russell

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But men are such strange creatures, really. I think most of them would rather we weren’t around at all, so they could just spend time mooning over each other. Hero worship and all that stuff.

—Paul Russell

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Tracy had never been so conscious of the sky above the earth, the dangerous clouds that gathered there, the way humans lived beneath such grandeur and threat every moment of their lives.

—Paul Russell

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It was a failure of pedagogical nerve, she reminded herself, to give up on a student.

—Paul Russell

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What bound people together was so fragile.

—Paul Russell

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When he got a story urge, there was nothing to do but grab a pen and write. Otherwise it was too much like getting a hard-on and not jerking off.

—Paul Russell

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A long-simmering resentment against the world can burn off more calories than you might imagine.

—Paul Russell

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Waiting, he thought, was the most miserable condition a man could find himself in. His whole life, he had been waiting for one thing or another.

—Paul Russell

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People always had one kind of animal or another inside them.

—Paul Russell

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He wanted to toast mad idealism, forbidden desires, the dreams that drove one to criminal acts. He wanted, quite starkly, oblivion.

—Paul Russell

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There was no denying it. Boys grabbed him. Their loveliness tore him apart. The world was a wonder after all.

—Paul Russell

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Class, she reminded herself, was the real marker in America.

—Paul Russell

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People always knew more than you gave them credit for. Perhaps, in the end, no one had any secrets at all.

—Paul Russell

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Still, for all that, her life had lacked passion. The demons had never come for her.

—Paul Russell

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The world is what it is.

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As long as we do violence to other animals, we’ll keep on doing violence to ourselves.

—Paul Russell

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The angel descended when you were least expecting it. Tracy felt something quietly go click in his despairing heart.

—Paul Russell

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Was it a form of madness, no longer to be able to trust your sense of things? To be betrayed by decisions apparently arrived at carefully and through reason, but really no more than marauding...

—Paul Russell

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The body was an organic machine, period, and God was a figment of its fitful imagination.

—Paul Russell

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Louis thought he would be all for a back-to-the-basics drive in education: a teacher, an olive tree, a bit of midday wine (the Greeks had watered theirs down to keep their heads lucid), and, last...

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Soon would come the night in which there was no more work – not the work of the hands, nor the work of the mind, nor the work of the heart.

—Paul Russell

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Love loves anarchy. It loves to wreak havoc. It loves to dance atop the ruins.

—Paul Russell

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The past is the past. It’s the present we should worry about.

—Paul Russell

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Did one learn or was one shaped?

—Paul Russell

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Her heart, she had discovered in the last half year, was of durable stuff. You could test its mettle with a hammer.

—Paul Russell

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Do you even know what gay stands for? Well, let me tell you. G-A-Y. Got Aids yet?

—Paul Russell

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All desire, Tracy had had occasion since to think, is to some degree monstrous.

—Paul Russell

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To speak a language that was as intimate and free as certain dreams, saying darkly, thrillingly, My cock inside of you. Your come in my mouth … He focused on the boy’s slim, tight hips;...

—Paul Russell

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I’ll put it to you simply: love is the enemy. That’s my conclusion. We should all live in our little monk cells and never venture out …

—Paul Russell

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Was there anything quite so painful, so fraught with the possibilities of hurt, as gift giving within a family?

—Paul Russell

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Despite his care, Reid was still playing with fire, the kind that could without warning sheathe one’s whole life in irreversible conflagration.

—Paul Russell

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I’m talking about other kinds of hunger. Desire.

—Paul Russell

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What did beauty matter, anyway?

—Paul Russell

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And now none of it could be undone. That was the exquisite irony: the act that had undone everything could not itself be undone.

—Paul Russell

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For eventually one gets over reality’s affront to one’s innocence. One grows accustomed to the melancholy fact that we all sell ourselves at one time or another, that whoring is the dirty little secret of...

—Paul Russell

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Still, the illusion of love had, in its time, led to stranger depravities.

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When you get right down to it, we don’t ever want to know one another too well. We want there to be that mystery. Where there’s mystery, there’s hope.

—Paul Russell

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I think good conversation is really the best form of sex.

—Paul Russell

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Anarchy raised its seductive head. He could do anything; there was nothing that was not allowed.

—Paul Russell

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Education teaches children to lose interest in what matters most to them.

—Paul Russell

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Shirtless, they’d stretch out in the long grass and take the healing brunt of a noontime sun that gave no clue of the thunderheads it already, in secret, had begun to breed.

—Paul Russell

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