Mark Z. Danielewski Quotes

Unoccupied space will never cease to change simply because nothing forbids it to do so.

Wake & Bake. More like Wash & Bake. Half a bowl of cereal and a shot of bourbon later, I'm there, my friendly haze having finally arrived. I'm ready for work.

We all create stories to protect ourselves.

We both thrive in the late hours, appreciate its sad taste and never get in the way of each other's dreams, even though Lude just wants more money, better parties and prettier girls and I want somethi...

We're the unmended, the untended,cold soldiers of the shoe. We're the neglected,the never resurrected, agonies of the few.We're the once kissed, unmissed and alwaysrefused. Because we're the unfinishe...

Which in the gray of gentler eyes will prove far more than any of us could ever need; 'enough' we will shout, 'enough!' our bellies full, our hearts full, our ages full; fullness and greater fullness...

My flying kick nicks his nose. A warning. Worse if I weren't succumbing to squeal.What a feel.I'm too multiple to feel.A fork ahead.I take both.

Life's big. If you can't fix it, give it a spin.

Also remember, love inhabits more than just the heart and mind. If need be it can take shelter in a big toe.

Footnote 164: I finally hooked up with Ashley. I went over to her place yesterday morning. Early. She lives in Venice. Her eyebrows look like flakes of sunlight. Her smile, I'm sure, burnt Rome to the...

For some reason, you will no longer be the person you believed you once were. You'll detect slow and subtle shifts going on all around you, more importantly shifts in you. Worse, you'll realize it's a...

He is a stem, a husk, barren and thin, withered by sun, erased by wind, emptied by seasons of dullness, marked by seconds of duty, scarred by regret only the faintest of lines dare to write out, which...

How do we remember this emptiness so in fullness we won't forget?

Is it possible to love something so much, you imagine it wants to destroy you only because it has denied you?

The greatest of love letters are always coded for the one and not the many.

You'll be sick or feeling troubled or deeply in love or quietly uncertain or even content for the first time in your life. It won't matter. Out of the blue, beyond any cause you can trace, you'll sudd...

My flying kick nicks his nose. A warning. Worse if I weren't succumbing to squeal.What a heel.I'm too multiple to feel.A fork ahead.I take both.

The finest act of seeing is necessarily always the act of not seeing something else.

All I hope for is one moment of rational thought and a shot at action before I'm lost to a great saddening madness, pithed at the hands of my own stumbling biology. [Johnny Truant]

At first glance, it seems hard to believe these two men are even related let alone brothers. Tom is content if there happens to be a game on and a soft place from which to watch it. Navidson works out...