“Her. Her. Her. Future breezes implore me to stay. But I'm no future. I'm no past. Only ever contemporary of this path.… — Mark Z. Danielewski Copy Share Image
The greatest of love letters are always coded for the one and not the many. — Mark Z. Danielewski Copy Share Image
“What can I say? I'm taken; I love how enthralled she remains by this festival of living.” — Mark Z. Danielewski Copy Share Image
“We're the unmended, the untended, cold soldiers of the shoe. We're the neglected, the never resurrected, agonies of the few. We're the… — Mark Z. Danielewski Copy Share Image
And where there is no Echo there is no description of space or love. There is only silence. — Mark Z. Danielewski Copy Share Image
Some people reflect light, some deflect it, you by some miracle, seem to collect it. — Mark Z. Danielewski Copy Share Image
Love of love written by the broken hearted, love of life written by the dead. — Mark Z. Danielewski Copy Share Image
“I had one woman come up to me in a bookstore and say, 'You know, everyone told me it was a horror… — Mark Z. Danielewski Copy Share Image
“How much [vastly {immensely tremendously}...] Anwar loves [t]his child. It continues to take him by surprise [even when she confounds him with… — Mark Z. Danielewski Copy Share Image
“What can I say? I'm taken; I love how enthralled she remains by the festival of living.” — Mark Z. Danielewski Copy Share Image
“There once was a poor man who walked around without shoes. His feet were covered in calluses. One day a rich man… — Mark Z. Danielewski Copy Share Image
Quick note here: if this crush-slash-swooning stuff is hard for you to stomach, if youve never had a similar experience, then you… — Mark Z. Danielewski Copy Share Image
“devouring their dark lips, dark with wine and fleeting love, an ancient memory love had promised but finally never gave, until there… — Mark Z. Danielewski Copy Share Image
“You'll be sick or feeling troubled or deeply in love or quietly uncertain or even content for the first time in your… — Mark Z. Danielewski Copy Share Image
Write what you love. Love will hold you through the hard times and hold the world during the good times. — Mark Z. Danielewski Copy Share Image
“How much [vastly {immensely (unfathomably) tremendously}...] Anwar loves [t]his child. It continues to take him by surprise [even when she confounds him… — Mark Z. Danielewski Copy Share Image
“Her. Her. Her. Future breezes implore me to stay. But I'm no future. I'm no past. Only ever contemporary of this path. I'll sacrifice… — Mark Z. Danielewski Copy Share Image
Keep true to the rare music in your heart, to the marvelous and unique form that is and shall always be nothing else but… — Mark Z. Danielewski Copy Share Image
“Even up until these final eons of time, we felt we could create anything. We could build ourselves a heaven. But why? We were… — Mark Z. Danielewski Copy Share Image
I'm a big believer in big books, and that doesn't necessarily mean long books. — Mark Z. Danielewski Copy Share Image
“the seriousness of emotional deprivation: It is not difficult to understand how children who have suffered from malnutrition or starvation need food and plenty… — Mark Z. Danielewski Copy Share Image
The greatest of love letters are always coded for the one and not the many. — Mark Z. Danielewski Copy Share Image
Scientists estimate the universe unfolded from its state of infinite destiny* - a moment commonly referred to as "the big bang" - approximately 1.3-2… — Mark Z. Danielewski Copy Share Image
“- Whenever we roam be beside me. When you're allone. When you go. When no one comes along. And for all we Wander. Encounter… — Mark Z. Danielewski Copy Share Image
I want something else. I'm not even sure what to call it anymore except I know it feels roomy and it's drenched in sunlight… — Mark Z. Danielewski Copy Share Image
“However, The haven-Slocum Theory also points out that this course is not without risk. An even greater number of people dwelling on The Navidson… — Mark Z. Danielewski Copy Share Image
“What can I say? I'm taken; I love how enthralled she remains by this festival of living.” — Mark Z. Danielewski Copy Share Image
