7 Quotes by Jenny Boully

It wasn't that the ice-cream man came everyday; he came whenever the child heard his music.

It is not the story I know or the story you tell me that matters; it is what I already know, what I don’t want to hear you say. Let it exist this way, concealed; let me always be embarrassed, knowing that you know that I know but pretend not to know.

That I love you makes me want to run and hide.

The world then, was nothing more than lost messages, miscommunications – her heart, a daring carrier pigeon forever circling overhead.

I only said I loved you in my poetry.

After all, when one goes out into the city with the sole goal of capturing the city, only to discover that the city is nothing but a restless shifting of scaffolding, then one must refrain from going out.

What image of beauty we hold exists so brilliantly, so beautifully in our minds, and the sad task then is to somehow transcribe this image so that it becomes viewable to others.