101 Quotes by Paul Russell

Why not simply surrender to one’s doom, since one was so clearly, so spectacularly, doomed?

Was this what was called falling in love, this wayward glimpse of another person’s soul?

The miracle,” Claire said, “is that anybody stays together.

What was inside him would never go away. What had happened would never not have happened.

Whose fine idea had it been, on the Olympian heights or deep in the bowel-dark underworld, to condemn us to the messy, intractable burden of bodies, the sheer tedium of our confinement in the flesh?

He had had an inkling, even then, that only by losing himself, the well-behaved Connecticut boy he’d always been, might he ever hope to find his other, truer self.

Do you even know what gay stands for? Well, let me tell you. G-A-Y. Got Aids yet?

It was a failure of pedagogical nerve, she reminded herself, to give up on a student.

The damage love does when love goes astray. And did it ever, given half a chance, fail to wander?