Julian Quotes
Julian Quote of the day
Who knows, my friend? Maybe the sword does have some magic. Personally, I think it's the warrior who wields it.
Diane St. John had once said he looked as if he would speak in poetry, should he ever deign to speak at all.
If I weren't out of my mind at this second, I would've sworn he nuzzled my temple.
Julian said the world was evil and horrible - remember? But then he proved himself that it wasn't
A pier is a disappointed bridge
Me and my books, in the same apartment: like a gherkin in its vinegar.
They say that to know oneself is to know all there is that is human. But of course no one can ever know himself. Nothing human is fully calculable
Perhaps I can't escape the image that others have created for me, but if I don't try, I will never know if I can or not.
This cat is looking at me with judgment.”“He’s not, ” said Jules. “That’s just his face.”“You look at me the same way, ” Mark said, glancing at Julian. “Judgy face.
Break my heart, he said. "Break it in pieces. I give you my permission.
I see you as Lily. I see you for who you are, even though you don't.” -Julian
Though Julian could be marvelously kind in difficult circumstances of all sorts, I sometimes got the feeling that he was less pleased by kindness itself than by the elegance of the gesture.
I think of the quietness of Julian’s voice as he said I love you, the steadiness of his rib cage rising and falling against my back, as we sleep.I love you, Julian. But the words don’t come.
Leading people is like cookingDon’t stir too much It annoys the ingredients And spoils the food
And if my heart was a canvas, every square inch of it would be painted over with you.
This was long before the term 'single-parent family' came into use
Books say: She did this because. Life says: She did this. Books are where things are explained to you
We are bound together, Emma, bound together—I breathe when you breathe, I bleed when you bleed, I’m yours and you’re mine, you’ve always been mine, and I have always, always belonged to you!
These pictures are my heart. And if my heart was a canvas, every square inch of it would be painted over with you.
