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Mr. Splitfoot QUOTES

Mr. Splitfoot QUOTES

1 " Why do the living assume the dead know better than we do?
Like they gained some knowledge by dying, but why wouldn’t they just be the same confused people they were before they died? "

― Samantha Hunt , Mr. Splitfoot

2 " Religions need women. Who else would do all the work? "

― Samantha Hunt , Mr. Splitfoot

3 " These woods are where silence has come to lick its wounds. "

― Samantha Hunt , Mr. Splitfoot

4 " There are no good guys or bad guys. Not really "

― Samantha Hunt , Mr. Splitfoot

5 " Because every story is a ghost story, even mine. "

― Samantha Hunt , Mr. Splitfoot

6 " Why do the living assume the dead know better than we do? Like they gained some knowledge by dying, but why wouldn't they just be the same confused people they were before they died? "

― Samantha Hunt , Mr. Splitfoot

7 " you don't have to be dead to haunt. Parents, songs, exes. "

― Samantha Hunt , Mr. Splitfoot

8 " Summer’s ending and the closest thing I’ve had to an adventure was a Google search of Baja California. "

― Samantha Hunt , Mr. Splitfoot

9 " I would think a person who doesn’t know what’s she’s running from can’t really be on the run, but that’s not true. Here "

― Samantha Hunt , Mr. Splitfoot

10 " We grow up into ghosts. No "

― Samantha Hunt , Mr. Splitfoot

11 " History holds up one side of our lives and fiction the other. "

― Samantha Hunt , Mr. Splitfoot

12 " Belief just takes steady convincing. "

― Samantha Hunt , Mr. Splitfoot

13 " The first two days without a phone, my insides are jumpy and nauseated, a true withdrawal. My veins ache for information from the Internet, distractions from thought. I’m lonely. My neck, lungs, blood hurt like I’m getting a cold. The world happens without me because I’m exiled with no Wi-Fi. I wonder if my shoes have arrived yet. Maybe Lord is trying to reach me with news of his divorce. I have a parade of grotesque urges. I want to push little buttons quickly. I want information immediately. I want to post pictures of Ruth and me smiling into the sun. I want people to like me, like me, like me. I want to buy things without trying them on. I want to look at photos of drunk kids I knew back in high school. And I want it all in my hand. But my cyborg parts have been ripped out. What’s the temperature? I don’t know. What’s the capital of Hawaii? I don’t know anything. I "

― Samantha Hunt , Mr. Splitfoot

14 " Ruth does love Jesus, same way she loves Lincoln, Robin Hood, Martin Luther King, and Nat. Handsome men who fight for justice. "

― Samantha Hunt , Mr. Splitfoot

15 " Oh, I’m real. I’m the story of Sheresa. I write a little bit of the fiction of me every day. You see what I’m talking about? Then once you have the boundaries of history and fiction secure, where does everything else fall? Somewhere in between the two. History holds up one side of our lives and fiction the other. Mother, father. Birth, death, and in between, that’s where you find religion. That’s where you find art, science, engineering. It’s where things get made from belief and memory. "

― Samantha Hunt , Mr. Splitfoot

16 " he asks me, as if Ruth’s become invisible. That’s fucked up but that’s what happens to women. We grow up into ghosts. No one wants to screw Ruth anymore so she’s invisible. "

― Samantha Hunt , Mr. Splitfoot

17 " Millions of stars overhead make the violence of the Big Bang clear. So much force that matter is still sprinting away from the center. I "

― Samantha Hunt , Mr. Splitfoot

18 " There isn't any point to it. I'm not getting anywhere. No start, middle, or end. The children scream and I scream, and the noise we make goes out and down and round and round and round. "

― Samantha Hunt , Mr. Splitfoot

19 " I’m the story of Sheresa. I write a little bit of the fiction of me every day. "

― Samantha Hunt , Mr. Splitfoot

20 " Motherhood,” she says, “despite being immensely common, remains the greatest mystery, and all the language people use to describe it, kitschy words like ‘comfort’ and ‘loving arms’ and ‘nursing,’ is to convince women to stay put. "

― Samantha Hunt , Mr. Splitfoot