01c. 1978 ADDo you remember all of your audiences?" Marco asks. "Not all of them," Celia says. "But I remember the people who look at me the way you do.""What way might that be?""As though they cannot decide if they are afraid of me or they want to kiss me."" I am not afraid of you," Marco says.Erin Morgenstern / quote ↗
02c. 1978 ADCelia, wait,” Marco says, standing but not moving closer to her. “You are breaking my heart. You told me once that I reminded you of your father. That you never wanted to suffer the way your mother did for him, but you are doing exactly that to me. You keep leaving me. You leave me longing for you again and again when I would give anything for you to stay, and it is killing me.” “It has to kill one of us,” Celia says quietly.Erin Morgenstern / quote ↗
03c. 1978 ADYou will be fine,' the fortune teller says. 'There may be decisions to make and surprises in store. Life takes us to unexpected places sometimes. The future is never set in stone, remember that.Erin Morgenstern / quote ↗
04c. 1978 ADYou may tell a tale that takes up residence in someone's soul, becomes their blood and self and purpose. That tale will move them and drive them and who knows that they might do because of it, because of your words. That is your role, your gift.Erin Morgenstern / quote ↗
05c. 1978 ADI have tried to let you go and I cannot. I cannot stop thinking of you. I cannot stop dreaming about you.Erin Morgenstern / quote ↗
06c. 1978 ADIf she were gone I would be nothing. You should think better of yourself than to settle for that.Erin Morgenstern / quote ↗
07c. 1978 ADLove is fickle and fleeting," Tsukiko continues. "It is rarely a solid foundation for decisions to be made upon, in any game.Erin Morgenstern / quote ↗
08c. 1978 ADIt is a matter of perspective, the difference between opponent and partner," Tsukiko says. "You step to the side and the same person can be either or both or something else entirely. It is difficult to know which face is true.Erin Morgenstern / quote ↗
09c. 1978 ADOnly the ship is made of books, its sails thousands of overlapping pages, and the sea it floats upon is dark black ink.Erin Morgenstern / quote ↗
10c. 1978 ADShe turns her head, Bailey catches her eye, and she smiles at him. Not in the way that one smiles at a random member of the audience when one is in the middle of performing circus tricks with unusually talented kittens but in the way that one smiles when one recognizes someone they have not seen in some time.Erin Morgenstern / quote ↗
11c. 1978 ADFollow your dreams Bailey. Be they Harvard or somehing else entirely. No matter what that father of yours says, or how loudly he might say it. He forgets that he was someone's dream once, himselfErin Morgenstern / quote ↗
12c. 1978 ADSomething about the circus stirs their souls, and they ache for it when it is absent.Erin Morgenstern / quote ↗
14c. 1978 ADI have spent a great deal of my life struggling to keep myself in control. To know myself inside and out, everything In perfect order. I lose that when I'm with you. That frightens me, and it frightens me how much I like it. How tempting it is to lose myself in you. To let it go. To let you save me from breaking chandeliers rather than constantly worrying about it, myself.Erin Morgenstern / quote ↗
15c. 1978 ADYou believe you could not live with the pain. Such pain is not lived with. It is only endured. I am sorry.Erin Morgenstern / quote ↗
16c. 1978 ADGrow up, Bailey.""That is precisely what I'm doing," Bailey says. "I don't care if you don't understand that. Staying here won't make me happy. It will make you happy because you're insipid and boring, and an insipid, boring life is enough for you. It's not enough for me. It will never be enough for me. So I'm leaving. Do me a favor and marry someone who will take decent care of the sheep.Erin Morgenstern / quote ↗
17c. 1978 ADThis is, in part, why there is less magic in the world today. Magic is secret and secrets are magic, after all, and years upon years of teaching and sharing magic and worse. Writing it down in fancy books that get all dusty with age has lessened it, removed its power bit by bit.Erin Morgenstern / quote ↗
18c. 1978 ADthey start in the ice garden, through the twins grow impatient with leisurely pace that celia prefers to take around the frozen trees. before they have traveled halfway through the space they are begging to ride the carousel instead.Erin Morgenstern / quote ↗
19c. 1978 ADProspero the Enchanter's immediate reaction upon meeting his daughter is a simple declaration of: "Well, fuck.Erin Morgenstern / quote ↗
20c. 1978 ADMy train was late that day. the day I saw you drop your notebook. Had it been on schedule we never would have met. Maybe we were never meant to.Erin Morgenstern / quote ↗
21c. 1978 ADIt was all a matter of timing," she says. "My train was late that day. The day I saw you drop your notebook. Had it been on schedule we never would have met. Maybe we were never meant to. It was a possibility, one of thousands, and not inevitable, the way some things are.Erin Morgenstern / quote ↗
22c. 1978 ADSomeone needs to tell those tales. When the battles are fought and won and lost, when the pirates find their treasures and the dragons eat their foes for breakfast with a nice cup of Lapsang souchong, someone needs to tell their bits of overlapping narrative. There's magic in that. It's in the listener, and for each and every ear it will be different, and it will affect them in ways they can never predict. From the mundane to the profound. You may tell a tale that takes up residence in someone's soul, becomes their blood and self and purpose. That tale will move them and drive them and who knows what they might do because of it, because of your words. That is your role, your gift. Your sister may be able to see the future, but you yourself can shape it, boy. Do not forget that... there are many kinds of magic, after all.Erin Morgenstern / quote ↗
24c. 1978 ADThere is the softest of sobbing as the coffin is lowered into the ground, but it is difficult to pinpoint who it is coming from, or if it is instead a collective sound of mingled sighs and wind and shifting feet.Erin Morgenstern / quote ↗
