179 Quotes by Mary Doria Russell

No one who does not live with constant pain can imagine the toll it takes. The way it grinds you down. The sheer damnable tedium of it.

I am damned if I will spend my time listenin’ to ungrammatical, repetitious, imbecilic nonsense without a challenge!

He was aware of his agnosticism, and patient with it. Rather than deny the existence of something he couldn’t perceive himself, he acknowledged the authenticity of his uncertainty and carried on, praying in the face of his doubt.

Dust rises at every step, fine as flour. It is dried river silt, that dust. Add water, and the soil is so fertile that you could plant a pencil and harvest a book.

Not just survival but a good life, full of learning, full of love, Emilio thought, and took a step closer to the death he felt inside himself. He.

I know this will sound glib, but don’t pretend you aren’t feeling what you feel. That’s how things slide into hell. Feelings are facts,” she said, her voice a little hard, as she began to walk again. “Look straight at ’em and deal with ’em. Work it through, as honestly as you can. If.

The trick is not to care. I have a perfect indifference to winning.

Did you think you were the only one? Is it possible that you are so arrogant?” he asked, in tones of wonderment. Sandoz was blinking rapidly now. “Did you think you were the only one ever to wonder if what we do is worth the price we pay? Did you honestly believe that you alone, of all those who have gone, were the single man to lose God? Do you think we would have a name for the sin of despair, if only you had experienced it?

Hope – cruelest of the evils that escaped Pandora’s box – smiled on him gently all that summer.