David Mitchell Quotes

Oh, bein' young ain't easy 'cos ev'rythin' you're puzzlin'n'anxin' you're puzzlin'n'anxin' it for the first time.

Where there’s bluster, thinks Luisa, there’s duplicity

I put it to the great man [Hitchcock], the key to fictitious terror is partition or containment: so long as the Bates Motel is sealed off from our world, we want to peer in, like at a scorpion enclosu...

Some might think that acting all modest and yet feeling all megalomaniacal is dishonest. I say it’s a cultural thing. And of course it’s not megalomania (well, if it is, I’m the worst person to judge...

The river’s vowels and the trees’ consonants speak a not-quite-foreign language.

La risata è anarchia e blasfema. I tiranni fanno bene a temerla.

Orito banishes all thoughts of Jacob de Zoet, and recalls Jacob de Zoet.

Birdsong foamed in the hour-before-dawn garden.

What else has changes since 1984? Oil's running our, I say Earth's population is eight billion, mass extinction of flora and fauna are commonplace, climate change is foreclosing the Holocene Era. Apar...

Mrs. Todds my English teacher gives an automatic if anyone ever writes I woke up and it was all a dream at the end of a story. She says it violates the deal between reader and writer, that it's a cop...

But you have read Madame Bovary?' (I'd never heard of her books.) 'No.

If you could reason with religious people, there wouldn’t be any religious people.

This is how to control entire populations—don’t suppress news, but make it so dumb and dull that nobody has any interest in it.

She didn’t tell me to use a condom, so I didn’t: a bit of a risk, but it’s her risk, not mine,

Creation never ceased on the sixth evening, it occurs to the young man. Creation unfolds around us, despite us and through us at the speed of days and nights. And we call it love.

Grief is an amputation, but hope is incurable haemophilia: you bleed and bleed and bleed. Like Schrödinger’s cat inside a box you can never ever open.

I feel sad that I found what I searched for, but no longer want what I found.

Love is fusion in the sun’s core. Love is a blurring of pronouns. Love is subject and object. The difference between its presence and its absence is the difference between life and death.

Revolting’ was the last word I ever spoke as someone who’d never kissed a girl.

Disco's are tricky. You look a total wally if you dance too early but after one crucial song tips the disco over, you look a sad saddo if you don't.