Quotes from Matt Haig

Nothing lasts for ever. This pain won't last. The pain tells you it will last. Pain lies. Ignore it. Pain is a debt paid off with time.

regla principal es que, si quieres parecer cuerdo en la Tierra, tienes que estar en el lugar adecuado, llevar las ropas adecuadas, decir las cosas adecuadas y pisar solo el césped adecuado.

It can drive you insane thinking of all the other lives we don't live.

She had come to imagine mediocrity and disappointment were her destiny.

That the prison wasn't the place, but the perspective.

Maybe we should be looking at how we live, and how our minds weren't made for the lives we lead. Human brains- in terms of cognition and emotion and consciousness- are essentially the same as they were at the time of Shakespeare or Jesus or Cleopatra or the stone age.. Maybe instead of worrying about upgrading technology and slowly allowing ourselves to be cyborgs we should have a little peek at how we could upgrade our ability to cope with all this change.

He llegado a un planeta donde la forma más inteligente de vida todavía tiene que conducir su propio coche…

si bien el carbón y el diamante son ambos carbono, el carbón es demasiado impuro como para convertirse jamás en diamante, por mucha presión que se le aplique. La ciencia dice que uno empieza siendo carbón y termina siendo carbón. Quizá esa sea la lección vital que había que aprender.

People might be encouraged to feel inadequate, but they don't have to, as soon as they realise that the feeling is separate from the thing they are worried about

It is quite a revelation to discover that the place you wanted to escape to is the exact same place you escaped from.

Even death was something Nora couldn't do properly. It was a familiar feeling. This feeling of being incomplete in just about every sense. An unfinished jigsaw of human. Incomplete living and incomplete dying.

She remembered the anti-philosophy of Mrs Elm in the Midnight Library. 'You don't have to understand life. You just have to live it.

Was this what fame was like? Like a permanent bittersweet cocktail of worship and assault? It was no wonder so many famous people went off the rails when the rails veered in every direction. It was like being slapped and kissed at the same time.

Like a dog himself. Why Want Another Universe If This One Has Dogs?

And I stood up, again to help when I was supposed to hurt.

noise. Adding anxiety to depression is a bit like adding cocaine to alcohol.

there was no way of living that can immunise you against sadness. And that sadness is intrinsically part of the fabric of happiness. You can't have one without the other. Of course, they come in different degrees and quantities. But there is no life where you can be in a state of sheer happiness for ever. And imagining there is just breeds more unhappiness in the life you're in.

A human being is complete just being human. We are our own destination.

Don't envy things you wouldn't actually want. Don't absorb criticism from people you wouldn't go to for advice. Don't fear missing parties you would probably want to leave.

But I think it spotlights the best & more frequently the worst of humanity so that increases my anxiety.

It was then I realized that the one thing worse than having a dog hate you is having a dog love you. Seriously, if there was a needier species in the universe, I have yet to meet it.

He smiles a little. This is the point of being a teacher. A glimmer of hope where you thought it didn't exist.

This isn't a magic lamp and I am no genie. There is no set number. It could be one. It could be a hundred. But you only have an infinite number of lives to choose from so long as the time in the Midnight Library stays, well, at midnight. Because while it stays at midnight, your life – your root life – is somewhere between life and death. If time moves here, that means something very . . .' She searched for a delicate word.

S)he no longer felt she was there simply to serve the dreams of other people. She no longer felt like she had to find sole fulfillment as some imaginary perfect daughter or sister or parter or wife or mother or employee or anything other than a human being, orbiting her own purpose, and answerable to herself.