Quotes from Joanne Greenberg

Money in the hand is real - coins and bills. The rest I don't believe in, and I don't think I ever did, really. What's a check, after all, but a promise - mine, the bank's. Me, I know, but the bank?

What good is your reality, when justice fails and dishonesty is glossed over and the ones who keep faith suffer

Bir ÅŸeyi övmek, bir baÅŸka ÅŸeyi kötülemek anlam?na gelmez.

Sometimes you have to fight what won't yield and put yourself where it's safe to be crazy.

Ä°çindeki sönmüÅŸ yanarda??n yapt??? bask?y? hafifletmenin tek yolu kar??-ateÅŸler yakmak olmuÅŸtu art?k.

Oturma odas?nda kan görmekten herkes korkar, 'Ac? çeken birini görmeye dayanam?yorum,' derler, 'Onun için git, d??ar?da öl!

She was, after all, at home on D ward, more than she had ever been anywhere, and for the first time as a recognizable and defined thing—one of the nuts. She would have a banner under which to stand.

Do you know why you're here?' the doctor said. Clumsiness. Clumsiness is the first and then we have a list: lazy, wayward, headstrong, fat, ugly, mean, tactless, and cruel. Also a liar. That category includes subheads: (a) False blindness, imaginary pains causing real doubling-up, untrue lapses of hearing, lying leg injuries, fake dizziness, and unproved and malicious malingering s; (b) Being a bad sport. Did I leave out unfriendliness?…Also unfriendliness.

Here as elsewhere, the attackers were favored above the attacked. They were not so far from the world after all.

Deborah'?n, insan maddesi ta??sa bile, kendisiyle insan ?rk?n?n öteki üyeleri aras?ndaki mesafenin ne denli büyük geldiÄŸini bu insanlara anlatmas? olanaks?zd?.

The boredom of insanity was a great desert, so great that anyone's violence or agony seemed an oasis, and the brief simple moments of companionship seemed like a rain in the desert that was numbered and counted and remembered long after it was gone.

What good is your reality, when justice fails and dishonesty is glossed over and the ones who keep faith suffer .... What good is your reality then?

The memory may not change in form, but years of underlining give it a weight that can become tremendous. Each of the many, many times you are called to remember the cold of abandonment, the bars, and the loneliness, this experience says deep inside you, 'You see? That's the way life is, after all.

In the first days on D ward, Deborah had been able to dramatize herself in her own mind simply by thinking: the insane asylum—the violent ward. It conjured huge and flaming pictures in her mind. The reality had offered a promise of more physical safety, but to experience the reality was to suffer a boredom as endless as the illness itself.

Cehennem'in eÅŸiÄŸine gelmiÅŸ kiÅŸilerin ÅŸeytandan ödü kopuyordu; zaten cehennemin içinde olanlar içinse ÅŸeytan özel biri deÄŸildi, yaln?zca baÅŸka biriydi, o kadar.

Ä°nsanlar yeni kuramlara, yeni deneylere inanm?? gibi görünüyorlard?, ama inançlar? çoÄŸun, biraz kaz?y?nca alt?ndan on binlerce kuÅŸa??n korkular?n?n ve düÅŸlemlerinin bir uzant?s? olan, kat?ks?z ve içten bir dehÅŸetin ortaya ç?kt??? bir yald?zdan baÅŸka bir ÅŸey deÄŸildi.

some running in terror from the whip of subtle simalarity between the madwomens utterd thoughts and their own unuttered ones

to all of you, can you read my thoughts?" (...) "Dont look at me" miss coral said, with the genteel horror of the countless visiting abattori. "i cant even read my own

I gave the knife to the one that had to stay behind

We both had it together. You don't decied to sneeze, you just do it. No one had the idea or was the leader; we just did it and were.

I never promised you a rose garden.  I never promised you perfect justice…and I never promised you peace or happiness... I never promise lies, and the rose-garden world of perfection is a lie…

He sat in another season - spring time, maybe - beneath a separate sun whose rays ended at the periphery of her eyesight, her reality.

There is nothing that you can do to me that my own craziness doesn't do to me smarter and faster and better.

She now knew that the death she feared might not be a physical one, that it could be death of the will, the soul, the mind, the laws, and thus not death, but a perpetual dying.