5 Quotes by Mariam Petrosyan

The sky is piercingly blue, and all day I suffer from its presence, longing for the night to come and deliver me from it.

То, что видит в зеркале Лорд, вовсе не похоже на то, что, глядя на него, видишь ты. И это лишь один пример того, как странно иногда ведут себя отражения. (О цементе и непостижимых свойствах зеркал)

My own uselessness is devouring me. Soon there will be only bones left. A familiar feeling, one I’ve had too often ever since Wolf died. Then it turned out that I could get used to living with it. Now I’ll have to drag myself through all of that again. Endlessly repeating to myself that it could have been worse.

Neat little boys in neat little shirts, so earnest and wholesome, but hidden underneath their faces were old hags, skin pitted with acid.

All right,” he said. “Let’s forget about that you, the one living in the mirror.” “Are you saying he is not me?” “He is. But not quite. He is you seen through the lens of your image of yourself. We all look worse in the mirror than we actually are, didn’t you know that?