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Spring (Seasonal, #3) QUOTES

Spring (Seasonal, #3) QUOTES

21 " ..even language is a kind of muteness, that everything is at an irrevocable distance; it made him wish to cross incomprehensible farnesses and yet simultaneously know he couldn’t, he was hobbled, shackled. It was the nature of things, we are all shackled, hobbled. "

― Ali Smith , Spring (Seasonal, #3)

22 " The seasons are meaningless.
No - worse than meaningless. Paddy is rubble, and time just keeps on going. Autumn, then there'l| be winter. Then there'll be spring, and so on. "

― Ali Smith , Spring (Seasonal, #3)

23 " I'm rubble too, he thinks. Just in a different form. The whole world and all its people. Rubble. "

― Ali Smith , Spring (Seasonal, #3)

24 " Even the machine has to encounter nature, not even it can escape the earth. There's something reassuring in that. "

― Ali Smith , Spring (Seasonal, #3)

25 " A missed chance, a ruined life. "

― Ali Smith , Spring (Seasonal, #3)

26 " It was kindly meant. But kindly meant was complicated. There were lines you had to draw. There were correct responses. On the one hand there was laugh and say something funny back, on the other there was how dare you talk to me like that. It depended. "

― Ali Smith , Spring (Seasonal, #3)

27 " De vegades soc invisible, diu la nena. En determinades botigues, restaurants, cues per comprar bitllets o supermercats, o fins i tot en llocs on de fet parlo molt fort, demano informació en una estació o coses així. La gent pot veure a través meu. Alguns blancs, en concret, poden veure a través dels joves i també dels negres o mestissos com si no hi fóssim. "

― Ali Smith , Spring (Seasonal, #3)

28 " Els ocells visiten els arbres sense fulles, però no sense fulles com a l'hivern; ara les branques s'enrigideixen, les puntes dels branquillons resplendeixen com la flama d'una espelma. "

― Ali Smith , Spring (Seasonal, #3)

29 " Ara mateix hi ha criatures que baixen a les mines, diu ella, en aquest instant, a les 13:04 que són ara. Saps que és així. Treuen cobalt de les mines per als cotxes elèctrics que són tan respectuosos amb el medi ambient. "

― Ali Smith , Spring (Seasonal, #3)

30 " It's why he'd got off the train here: the train had pulled towards this station and there'd been something clean about the mountains, clean like swept clean. They had something about them that accepted the fact of themselves, demanded nothing. They just were. "

― Ali Smith , Spring (Seasonal, #3)

31 " He shakes his head.
He was a man on a railway platform. There was no story.
Except, there is. There always fucking is. "

― Ali Smith , Spring (Seasonal, #3)

32 " Look, I'm just trying to put what I'm feeling into words, a feeling that's not easy to describe, into -
Don't story yourself to me, you waste of-
time in his life when he was able to love, literally be in love with, be at actual soul level happily infatuated with something like the simplicity of a lemon. Just any lemon, in a bowl, or on a market stall, or in a net with other lemons waiting to be bought at a supermarket. There was a time in his life when such a thing had filled him with joy. "

― Ali Smith , Spring (Seasonal, #3)

33 " But now it was as if such simplicity had, without him even noticing it happening, grown very small and far away and him on the deck of an old ocean liner heading towards rough sea and waving like a madman back at a shore which, like a time when there'd been a steady kind of joy in something like the simplicity of a lemon, had disappeared, vanished completely, was no longer visible to the eye.
Is no longer.
Loser. "

― Ali Smith , Spring (Seasonal, #3)

34 " There's ways to survive these times, Doubleclick, and I think one way is the shape the telling takes. "

― Ali Smith , Spring (Seasonal, #3)

35 " There's ways to survive these times, Doubledick, and I think one way is the shape the telling takes "

― Ali Smith , Spring (Seasonal, #3)

36 " Books. Knowledge. Years of reading. All of which means? I know stuff. "

― Ali Smith , Spring (Seasonal, #3)

37 " Month of sacrifice and month of playfulness. Month of restoration, of fertility-festivity. Month when the earth and the buds are already open, the creatures asleep for the winter have woken and are already breeding, the birds have already built their nests, birds that this time last year didn’t exist, just bringing to life the birds that’ll replace them this time next year.
Spring-cuckoo month, grass-month. "

― Ali Smith , Spring (Seasonal, #3)

38 " April. It teaches us everything. The coldest and nastiest days of the year can happen in April. It won’t matter. It’s April. The English word for the month comes from the Roman Aprilis, the Latin aperire: to open, to uncover, to make accessible, or to remove whatever stops something from being accessible. It maybe also partly comes from the name of Aphrodite, Greek goddess of love, whose happy fickleness with various gods mirrors the month’s own showery-sunny fickleness. Month of sacrifice and month of playfulness. Month of restoration, of fertility-festivity. Month when the earth and the buds are already open, the creatures asleep for the winter have woken and are already breeding, the birds have already built their nests, birds that this time last year didn’t exist, busy bringing to life the birds that’ll replace them this time next year. Spring-cuckoo month, grass-month. In Gaelic its name means the month that fools mistake for May. April Fool’s Day also probably marks what was the old end of the new year celebrations. Winter has Epiphany. Spring’s gifts are different. Month of dead deities coming back to life. In the French revolutionary calendar, along with the last days of March, it becomes Germinal, the month of return to the source, to the seed, to the germ of things, which is maybe why Zola gave the novel he wrote about hopeless hope this revolutionary title. April the anarchic, the final month, of spring the great connective. "

― Ali Smith , Spring (Seasonal, #3)

39 " April the anarchic, the final month, of spring the great connective.
Pass any flowering bush or tree and you can't not hear it, the buzz of the engine, the new life already at work in it, time's factory. "

― Ali Smith , Spring (Seasonal, #3)

40 " No, see, I'm not going to tell you what I voted. I'm not going to let you think you can decide something about me either way. All I’ll say is, I was younger then, and I still thought politics mattered. But all this. This endless. It's eating the, the, you know. Soul. Doesn't matter what I voted or you voted or anyone voted. Because what's the point, if nobody in the end is going to listen to or care about what other people think unless they think and believe the same thing as them. And you people. Asking us what we think all the time like it matters. You don't care what we think. You just want a fight. You just want us to air. Tell what it's doing. It's making us all meaningless. You're your no. making us meaningless, and the people in power, doing it all for us, for democracy, yeah, right, pull the other one. They're doing it for their pay-off. They make us more meaningless every day. "

― Ali Smith , Spring (Seasonal, #3)