“The way to get through normal life is to pretend it isn't getting to you. If you let on that you're hurt, the other animals will turn on you and tear you to pieces. Don't attract the attention of predators.” — Emma Bull Copy Share Image
It occurs to me to wonder: do I believe in any god, or even positively not believe, as James does? I believe in systems and methods. I believe in the beauties of philosophy and poetry. I believe that the work… — Emma Bull Copy Share Image
“Is negative space the space you don't like, or the space that is not there? And if it's not there how can you tell?” — Emma Bull Copy Share Image
“Falkner sometimes thought her heart was a voodoo doll, full of pins. One each for Ben and the girls. One for each member of… — Emma Bull Copy Share Image
“The way to get through normal life is to pretend it isn't getting to you. If you let on that you're hurt, the other… — Emma Bull Copy Share Image
She has her own glamour, Willy lad. All poets do, all the bards and artists, all the musicians who truly take the music into… — Emma Bull Copy Share Image
Coincidence is the word we use when we can't see the levers and pulleys. — Emma Bull Copy Share Image
“Here's what I think I'm having trouble with: this is what happiness is. When I was a kid, I thought I'd just get happier and happier as I got older, and have more things to be happy about. I based this theory on observation of select adults. The problem with my results is that I couldn't tell the difference then… — Emma Bull Copy Share
Could I make you believe something that wasn't true?' He studied her through his eyelashes. 'You could make me believe anything at all. — Emma Bull Copy Share Image
She lifted her head. "It's easier," she said, slowly, "to be angry on someone else's behalf than on my own. And yet I find… — Emma Bull Copy Share Image
“I love you like my own sister. Which is why I won't hesitate to tell you that I don't believe it.” — Emma Bull Copy Share Image
They don't know how the world is shaped. And so they give it a shape, and try to make everything fit it. They separate… — Emma Bull Copy Share Image
