The seeds of death get lost in the mess that God made us.
Jeffrey EugenidesBut what humans forget, cells remember. The body, that elephant
Jeffrey EugenidesTags: prose
Biology gives you a brain. Life turns it into a mind.
Jeffrey EugenidesWe had loved them, and that they hadn't heard us calling, still do not hear us... calling them out of those rooms where they went to be alone for all time, alone in suicide, which is deeper than death, and where we will never find the pieces to put them back together.
Jeffrey EugenidesI was born twice: first, as a baby girl, on a remarkably smogless Detroit day in January of 1960; and then again, as a teenage boy, in an emergency room near Petoskey, Michigan, in August of 1974.
Jeffrey EugenidesTags: first-sentence
We felt the imprisonment of being a girl, the way it made your mind active and dreamy, and how you ended up knowing which colors went together. We knew that the girls were our twins, that we all existed in space like animals with identical skins, and that they knew everything about us though we couldn’t fathom them at all. We knew, finally, that the girls were really women in disguise, that they understood love and even death, and that our job was merely to create the noise that seemed to fascinate them.
Jeffrey EugenidesTags: girls
In the end, it wasn't death that surprised her but the stubbornness of life.
Jeffrey EugenidesWe listened to them, but it was clear they'd received too much therapy to know the truth.
Jeffrey EugenidesTags: therapy-truth
no reason to mention my peculiarities, my wandering in the maze these many years, shut away from sight. and from love, too.
Jeffrey EugenidesThe essential matrimonial facts: that to be happy you have to find variety in repetition; that to go forward you have to come back to where you begin.
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