And second, everyone is so weird, but they're all completely accepted. It's like, okay, you have a pumpkin head, and that guy's made of tin, and you're a talking chicken, but what the hell, let's do a road trip.
Rebecca MakkaiI believed that books might save him because I knew they had so far, and because I knew the people books had saved. They were college professors and actors and scientists and poets. They got to college and sat on dorm floors drinking coffee, amazed they'd finally found their soul mates. They always dressed a little out of season. Their names were enshrined on the pink cards in the pockets of all the forgotten hardbacks in every library basement in America. If the librarians were lazy enough or nostalgic enough or smart enough, those names would stay there forever.
Rebecca MakkaiIsn't it what all librarians strive toward, at least in the movies and cliches? Silence, invisibility, nothing but a rambling cloud of old book dust.
Rebecca MakkaiStichwörter: librarians
...all I knew were novels. It gave me pause, for a moment, that all my reference points were fiction, that all my narratives were lies.
Rebecca MakkaiStichwörter: on-fiction fiction
She had abruptly flipped from the southern belle and was now putting on the extremely businesslike air of those perfectionist women who'd only worked in the professional world for two or three years before stopping to have children and were now terrified of not being taken seriously.
Rebecca MakkaiStichwörter: women
If there was a common thread between the great warriors and runaways of my Hulkinov ancestors, and my father the pathological expatriate, and me, it was just that: hotheaded self-righteousness. And not the bad kind, either. We actually were right. We just cared more about being right than doing what was right. And we cared more about being right than about our own lives.
Rebecca MakkaiStichwörter: self-righteousness
Very few writers thank their mothers for keen editorial insight; I'm happy to be the exception.
Rebecca MakkaiStichwörter: mothers
And for what portion of human history had people even had desk jobs? Maybe the last four hundred years, out of four million? It wasn’t natural.
Rebecca MakkaiThese were wise, modern children, and they knew: a mother could be a witch, a child could be a criminal. A librarian could be a thief.
Rebecca MakkaiStichwörter: librarian
Like a good American, I wanted to sue somebody. But like a good librarian, I just sat at my desk and waited.
Rebecca MakkaiStichwörter: librarians librarian
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