Quotes from Katie Williams

She did not go so far as to tell the machine goodnight.

Lo, Elliott was an artist. No crucible of hardship, no spiritual calling. Art was just something he was good at, therefore something he was praised for, therefore something he kept doing.

Apple is another word that has always meant itself. In fact, it used to apply to any fruit, vegetable, or even nut. All fruits were apples. The potato was the apple of the earth (and still is in French: pomme de terre). Dates were finger apples. The banana was, in Middle English, the apple of paradise.

And I don't tell Saff the truth: that my body knows more than my brain does, too, that that's why I starve it.

You think I don't understand curiosity? Lady, I am made of curiosity. I am a hundred dead cats.

The tears ran freely down his cheeks. "Is this what people feel like? Bad ? Guilty? And when they do the right thing, the virtuous thing, is it only to keep themselves from feeling like this ? Is that what good is? What it means to be good?

Do you ever think about how tears undo themselves as they run down your face, how that's what crying is, tears unrolling themselves until they are nothing?

And there came a small sound from the small person in my arms. My rib cage expanded with surprise and wonder, expanded with love, until I thought it would crack open and could not rightly be called a cage anymore.

Val was young enough that alcohol was still recreation, not yet anesthesia,

I felt like the echo instead of the sound.