Quotes by Simon Van Booy, The Illusion of Separateness

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I think people would be happier if they admitted things more often. In a sense we are all prisoners of some memory, or f — Simon Van Booy, The Illusion of Separateness
We cross from memory into imagination with only a vague awareness of change. — Simon Van Booy, The Illusion of Separateness
In the end I didn't know who I was crying for, but it was something my body wanted to do, as though trying to digest gri — Simon Van Booy, The Illusion of Separateness
Dave once asked me what blind people dream about. Mostly in sound and feeling, I replied. At night I fall in love with a — Simon Van Booy, The Illusion of Separateness
Sometimes I wake up and lie still enough to hear a petal drop from the vase of flowers. Sometimes I lie awake and wish t — Simon Van Booy, The Illusion of Separateness
Anyone who is desperate or alone will agree there is comfort in routine. — Simon Van Booy, The Illusion of Separateness
He realized this early on, and realized too that what people think are their lives are merely its conditions. The truth — Simon Van Booy, The Illusion of Separateness
She said that one day they would be very old, that the world would be a different place, but it would always be their wo — Simon Van Booy, The Illusion of Separateness
I tried to convey to the boy how people’s lives are often altered by curved lines read slowly from paper, sand, or stone — Simon Van Booy, The Illusion of Separateness
Love is also a violence, and cannot be undone. — Simon Van Booy, The Illusion of Separateness
When he smiles, they mostly look away. But Martin likes to think they carry his smile for a few blocks – that even the s — Simon Van Booy, The Illusion of Separateness
We all have different lives, Martin believes – but in the end probably feel the same things, and regret the fear we thou — Simon Van Booy, The Illusion of Separateness
I was afraid of the sea when I was a girl. Someone said it went on forever and that frightened me. I wondered why my par — Simon Van Booy, The Illusion of Separateness
He might be famous (local newspaper or television) for finding it, true—but if fame takes away the thing it celebrates, — Simon Van Booy, The Illusion of Separateness
He wanted to tell the baby that Paris was like a poem in stone. — Simon Van Booy, The Illusion of Separateness