He had never realized, while Elspeth was alive, the extent to which a thing had not completely happened until he told her about it. Audrey Niffenegger More Quotes by Audrey Niffenegger More Quotes From Audrey Niffenegger Every minute of his life since then has been marked by her absence, every action has lacked dimension because she is not there to measure against. And when I was young I didn't understand, but now, I know, how absence can be present, like a damaged nerve, like a dark bird. Audrey Niffenegger nerves dark bird Home sweet home. No place like home. Take me home, country roads. Home is where the heart is. But my heart is here. So I must be home. Clare sighs, turns her head, and is quiet. Hi, honey. I'm home. I'm home. Audrey Niffenegger home sweet country Chaos is more freedom; in fact, total freedom. But no meaning. I want to be free to act, and I also want my actions to mean something. Audrey Niffenegger want mean facts Think for a minute, darling: in fairy tales it's always the children who have the fine adventures. The mothers have to stay at home and wait for the children to fly in the window. Audrey Niffenegger mom mother children Why is love intensified by absence? Audrey Niffenegger absence life The choices we’re working with here are a block universe, where past, present and future all coexist simultaneously and everything has already happened; chaos, where anything can happen and nothing can be predicted because we can’t know all the variables; and a Christian universe in which God made everything and it’s all here for a purpose but we have free will anyway. Audrey Niffenegger block christian past He made the boxes because he was lonely. He didn't have anyone to love, and he made the boxes so he could love them, and so people would know that he existed, and because birds are free and the boxes are hiding places for the birds so they will feel safe, and he wanted to be free and be safe. The boxes are for him so he can be a bird. Audrey Niffenegger lonely bird people I'm sorry. I didn't know you were coming or I'd have cleaned up a little more. My life, I mean, not just the apartment. Audrey Niffenegger sorry littles mean It’s dark now and I am very tired. I love you, always. Time is nothing. Audrey Niffenegger tired time love We laugh and laugh, and nothing can ever be sad, no one can be lost, or dead, or far away: right now we are here, and nothing can mar our perfection, or steal the joy of this perfect moment. Audrey Niffenegger sadness perfect laughing I feel moderately bad about this whole thing. On the one hand, I am providing myself with urgently required survival skills. Other lessons in this series include Shoplifting, Beating People Up, Picking Locks, Climbing Trees, Driving, Housebreaking, Dumpster Diving, and How to Use Oddball Things like Venetian Blinds and Garbage Can Lids as Weapons. On the other hand, I’m corrupting my poor innocent little self. I sigh. Somebody’s got to do it. Audrey Niffenegger climbing skills self When somebody is that patient, you have to feel grateful, and then you want to hurt them. Does that make any sense? Audrey Niffenegger grateful hurt doe When we met I was wrecked, blasted, and damned, and I am slowly pulling myself together because I can see that you are a human being and I would like to be one, too. Audrey Niffenegger because-i-can mets together I'm at a loss because I am in love with a man who is standing before me with no memories of me at all. (Time Traveler's Wife) Audrey Niffenegger loss men memories Henry loves my hair almost as though it is a creature unto itself, as though it has a soul to call its own, as though it could love him back. Audrey Niffenegger creatures soul hair He was not in the house. He did not come back that night. Days went by, and at last she understood that he would not return at all. Audrey Niffenegger lasts house night It's funny how we like labels. If I ever have a bookstore, I'm not going to put any labels on the sections. Audrey Niffenegger bookstores labels ifs I feel that I an everything to her. Audrey Niffenegger feels I breathe slowly and deeply. I make my eyes still under eyelids, I make my mind still, and soon, Sleep, seeing a perfect reproduction of himself, comes to be united with his facsimile. Audrey Niffenegger eye perfect sleep You're the oddest person I've ever met, you couldn't get rid of me if you tried. Audrey Niffenegger mets persons ifs
