Quotes from Brian Andreas

Today, she decided to be suitably ambiguous, so you can think whatever you like about her. (Amount of time scheduled for the opinions of others: ZERO) —Suitably Ambiguous

I know it's best not to be bitter about some of the people I've known, she said, but some days that takes a lot of ignoring the facts. —Ignoring Facts

What is your intuition telling you? I said & she shook her head. My intuition is telling me to go back home & take a nap, she said. —Sixth Sense

All those times I wanted to quit, slip out through the escape hatch and disappear without a trace. But you weren't having it, no, you and your stubborn love.

indulging in his flair for the dramatic & trying not to think about who he's going to have to apologize to tomorrow

I'm here to build the future, he said & she looked up & said How about we start you on the present then? & he was fine with that as long as there was a chance to move up & years later, he finally understood why she smiled & let him jump right in. —Begin Here

Every day they jumped up ready to make the future but at night, laying around & laughing & talking was when the real work got done. —Real Work

It's not that I'm not serious, he said. I just don't think of it as a career like the rest of them. —Serious Decision

You have to remember to make it all over again every day, the angel said to me. Otherwise it all goes to hell.

I'm really good a breaking down a problem into small enough parts that everything falls through the cracks & voilá, problem solved. —Problem Solver

He told me about Jesus & Arizona & the best way to make beer & I said you're a funny kind of preacher & he said it's a funny kind of world & I still remember his eyes as clear as a desert morning. —Funny World

It is not what you first think. There is no effort of will, no firm resolve in the face of this thing called living. There is only paying attention to the quiet each morning, while you hold your cup in the cool air & then that moment you choose to spread your love like a cloth upon the table & invite the whole day in again.

They couldn't reach the cord to make it stop & so it flew about scaring the older ladies just out of church. It left behind a trail of wet feathers & a renewed sense of the presence of evil among the faithful. Once they found out who started it, everyone settled down & went back to hating the usual stuff.

One day he decided he was more dependent on the kindness of women than he liked so he went off to hunt wild beasts with his bare hands. But all he found was a stray dog & a couple of old pigeons & it was cold & he missed the sound of soft voices, so finally he came back & never worried about it again. —Iron John

These are bowls filled with some kind of black goop. My friend says it's the blood from the slaughterhouse but why would they leave it where innocent people could step in it? is what I said & he said that's the way meateaters think.

He has a hole where his heart used to be because it fell out when he was running from scary things one night in a dream & it hurts all the time now & he doesn't know how to fix it & sometimes I think he doesn't even remember that it's gone.

Whenever he sat in the swingset it got tangled up. He said it was demons in the steel that were drawn to the sweat & sorrow of the steelworkers across the generations. Plastic doesn't have those sorts of problems yet, he said.

These are all the street signs for this area but he keeps moving them around at night so the only people who aren't lost all the time are the children who never pay attention to signs anyway.

Deciding everything is falling into place perfectly as long as you don't get too picky about what you mean by place. Or perfectly. —Falling Into Place

I always thought there'd be enough time for everything & just today I figured out that's true as long as I don't expect to be alive for it. —Time for Everything

I've got three days available in July next year, she said. So, are we going to do this thing or not? —Calendar Girl

I read once that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand & the Eskimos had a hundred words for snow. I wish I had a thousand words for love, but all that comes to mind is the way you move against me while you sleep & there are no words for that.

He loved her for almost everything she was & she decided that was enough to let him stay for a very long time.

She said she usually cried at least once each day not because she was sad, but because the world was so beautiful & life was so short.