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Concert pianists get to be quite chummy with dead composers. They can't help it. Classical music isn't just . It's a personal diary. An uncensored confession in the dead of night. A baring of the soul...

Marisha Pessl

Concert pianists get to be quite chummy with dead composers. They can't help it. Classical music isn't just . It's a personal diary. An uncensored confession in the dead of night. A baring of the soul...

Tags: classical music, confession, cosmic love, diary, florence and the machine, florence welch, horror, love affair, lyrics, music

I couldn't let go of the thought that it had, in fact, been he, restless and moody Heathcliff. Day after day, he floated through all the Wal-Marts in America, searching for me in a million lonely aisl...

Marisha Pessl

I couldn't let go of the thought that it had, in fact, been he, restless and moody Heathcliff. Day after day, he floated through all the Wal-Marts in America, searching for me in a million lonely aisl...

Tags: heathcliff, longing, wal mart, wuthering heights

About Author
Marisha Pessl (born October 26, 1977) is an American writer known for her novels Special Topics in Calamity Physics, Night Film, and Neverworld Wake.

They saw me. Milton's smile curled off his face like unsticky tape. And I knew immediately, I was a boy band, a boondoggle, born fool. He was going to pull a Danny Zuko in when Sandy says hello to hi...

Marisha Pessl

They saw me. Milton's smile curled off his face like unsticky tape. And I knew immediately, I was a boy band, a boondoggle, born fool. He was going to pull a Danny Zuko in when Sandy says hello to hi...

Tags: cruelty, daisy buchanan, denial, disappointment, embarrassment, grease, jay gatsby, movies, nervous, pop culture

If I learned anything about her it was that she lived with a vehemence most of us never have the courage for. Banks tells me. But there was something about her that precluded an ordinary existence. In...

Marisha Pessl

If I learned anything about her it was that she lived with a vehemence most of us never have the courage for. Banks tells me. But there was something about her that precluded an ordinary existence. In...

Tags: enigmas, human existence, mystery

Look around. It's almost gone.If only someone had told me that before. About life. If only I had understood.

Marisha Pessl

Look around. It's almost gone.If only someone had told me that before. About life. If only I had understood.

Tags: inspirational, life, life is short, understanding

One of my pet peeves was when an adult imagined they had to encapsulate Life for you, hand you Life in a jar, in an eyedropper, in a penguin paperweight full of snow-A Collector's Dream.

Marisha Pessl

One of my pet peeves was when an adult imagined they had to encapsulate Life for you, hand you Life in a jar, in an eyedropper, in a penguin paperweight full of snow-A Collector's Dream.

Tags: life, life lessons, patronizing, pet peeves, teenagers

The notes weren't played, he went on, They were poured from a Grecian .

Marisha Pessl

The notes weren't played, he went on, They were poured from a Grecian .

Tags: grecian urn, keats

If all histories have a period known as The Golden Age, somewhere betweenThe Beginning and The End, I suppose those Sundays during Fall Semesterat Hannah's were just that, or, to quote one of Dad's tr...

Marisha Pessl

If all histories have a period known as The Golden Age, somewhere betweenThe Beginning and The End, I suppose those Sundays during Fall Semesterat Hannah's were just that, or, to quote one of Dad's tr...

I need to give you one last bit of advice in the off chance this rather extraordinary and enviable situation in which you find yourself is actually true- that somehow you've fallen deep down into a Co...

Marisha Pessl

I need to give you one last bit of advice in the off chance this rather extraordinary and enviable situation in which you find yourself is actually true- that somehow you've fallen deep down into a Co...

Tags: good guy, hero

My mind was spinning from the symmetry of this equation I suddenly faced: magical on one side, scientific on the other, a dark pulsing myth and an acceptable reality.... The explanations were like two...

Marisha Pessl

My mind was spinning from the symmetry of this equation I suddenly faced: magical on one side, scientific on the other, a dark pulsing myth and an acceptable reality.... The explanations were like two...

Tags: truth, two sides

But it could also be an enslavement, , to keep searching for , keep plunging down, down to the lonely chambers of the sea. .It was a tragic thing to do, like looking for Eden.

Marisha Pessl

But it could also be an enslavement, , to keep searching for , keep plunging down, down to the lonely chambers of the sea. .It was a tragic thing to do, like looking for Eden.

Making love to Aurelia was like rummaging through a card catalog in a deserted library, searching for one very obscure, little-read entry on Hungarian poetry.

Marisha Pessl

Making love to Aurelia was like rummaging through a card catalog in a deserted library, searching for one very obscure, little-read entry on Hungarian poetry.

It appeared in the Internet age, pianos, like physical books, were fast becoming culturally extinct. They'd probably stay that way unless Apple invented the iPiano, which fit inside your pocket and co...

Marisha Pessl

It appeared in the Internet age, pianos, like physical books, were fast becoming culturally extinct. They'd probably stay that way unless Apple invented the iPiano, which fit inside your pocket and co...

The trying to change what they think, the attempt to explain, the hope they’ll come to see your side of things, it was exhausting because it never made a dent and afterward you only ached unbearably.

Marisha Pessl

The trying to change what they think, the attempt to explain, the hope they’ll come to see your side of things, it was exhausting because it never made a dent and afterward you only ached unbearably.

She was flighty and poor, a French studies major who quoted Simone de Beauvoir. She wiped her runny nose on her coat sleeve when it was snowing, stuck her head out of car windows the way dogs do, the...

Marisha Pessl

She was flighty and poor, a French studies major who quoted Simone de Beauvoir. She wiped her runny nose on her coat sleeve when it was snowing, stuck her head out of car windows the way dogs do, the...

Tags: money, wealth

It's funny how the night that changes your life forever starts out like all the others.

Marisha Pessl

It's funny how the night that changes your life forever starts out like all the others.

Those around you can have their novellas, sweet, their short stories of cliché and coincidence, occasionally spiced up with tricks of the quirky, the achingly mundane, the grotesque. A few will even c...

Marisha Pessl

Those around you can have their novellas, sweet, their short stories of cliché and coincidence, occasionally spiced up with tricks of the quirky, the achingly mundane, the grotesque. A few will even c...

Tags: stories

…deep-diving love, a love that excavates you. It’s something you have to have before you die in order to have lived.

Marisha Pessl

…deep-diving love, a love that excavates you. It’s something you have to have before you die in order to have lived.

' Dad said, 'has the sort of ellipsis ending most American audiences would rather undergo a root canal than be left with, not only because they loathe anything left to the imagination-we're talking ab...

Marisha Pessl

' Dad said, 'has the sort of ellipsis ending most American audiences would rather undergo a root canal than be left with, not only because they loathe anything left to the imagination-we're talking ab...

Tags: ambiguity, ambiguous ending, america, americans, control, endings, family, foreign film, god, right and wrong

Such things as anguish, woe, affliction, guilt, feelings of awfulness, and utter wretchedness, the bread and butter of Days of Yore and Russians, sadly have very little staying power in these lickety-...

Marisha Pessl

Such things as anguish, woe, affliction, guilt, feelings of awfulness, and utter wretchedness, the bread and butter of Days of Yore and Russians, sadly have very little staying power in these lickety-...