Author of quotes: M

Everyone leaves.

Nothing is exhausting like longing.

You were real. Sometimes it seemed to me that, apart from you, there was nothing real in the world at all.

We turned out to be soft and pliable like clay, and confusion blinded us into a masterpiece.

He was fascinated by you precisely because you were so fascinated by him.

We were so many. Friends, brothers, accomplices. James turned out to be who I always desperately wanted to be ... Talented, smart, socialite. The only child in a family where art was valued above rationality, and passion above peace and quiet. I would never have been able to rise to his level. I clung to him like a burdock from the very first day of our meeting, hoping that his genius is infectious.

I want to be angry with you so badly and I probably would have been able to do it, but I can't, and that's why I'm angry with myself. Do you have any idea how unfair this is?

You cannot quantify humanity or measure it in some quantities. People are not equal. They are vicious and prone to passions and mistakes. They are contradictory and wrong. Their memories fade. They are deceived by their own eyes.

Any subject can turn into a punishment if it is poorly taught.

Richard turned out to be the same aggressor as during his lifetime, a giant who left behind not empty space, but a vacuum, a black hole, a huge crushing void that over time could destroy our usual routine and destroy our comfort zone.

“Everyone needs a backup plan.

- Welcome to the world of art. As Gwendolyn keeps repeating, when you enter the theater, you have to leave three things on the doorstep: dignity, modesty and privacy. 
- I thought dignity, modesty and pride. 
She told me about dignity, modesty and self-doubt.

Her laugh was wild and beautiful, like a blooming tiger lily.

- Will you cherish my heart like a jewel in a box?
- I don't know. Will you carry my head in a basket if I am beheaded by pirates?