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Blowing smoke Quote by Máire T. Robinson

“Sometimes we'd sit on that bench for hours, talking about nothing much and blowing smoke rings into the air, and we'd see them teetering past, stumble-drunk after closing time with their brown paper bags and late night vinegar running down their arms and the lack of kindness everywhere. And the…” quote by Máire T. Robinson
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““Sometimes we'd sit on that bench for hours, talking about nothing much and blowing smoke rings into the air, and we'd see them teetering past, stumble-drunk after closing time with their brown paper bags and late night vinegar running down their arms and the lack of kindness everywhere. And the girls, panda-eyed and lonely, hitching their bravado to their short skirts, were telling themselves that this was living. We said we would never be them. But there was one boy who had kind eyes. His hair was the colour of the sand and his smile promised everything. I told you he wasn't like the rest, but you didn't want to hear it.””

Máire T. Robinson

About This Quote

Source Poem: Unknown, reflective verse

Nostalgic recollection of youthful rebellion, longing, and disillusionment with societal expectations.

In simple terms: Youthful rebellion meets harsh reality.

Key Takeaway

Reflect on authentic choices versus peer pressure.

Themes

youth rebellion disillusionment identity

Mood

melancholy reflective

Type

poetic narrative

When to use this quote

  • late-night gatherings
  • street life
  • personal growth

Key Concepts

social conformity hope illusion

Questions to Reflect On

  • What defines true freedom?
  • How do we resist romanticizing rebellion?
A Different Perspective

Idealizing a single person may overlook broader issues.

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