The Folly of Loving Life Quotes.

1. "What I feel in that kitchen is the way humans are so flawed and so perfect, and I want to share bodies. You know your old dog? That’s how I feel—I want to climb on people, breathe their breath, lick the inside of stranger’s mouths. I don’t know these two, but who do we ever know, really, past the skin? How do we get there?"
- Monica Drake, The Folly of Loving Life

2. "I watched the moon through the window. It was a beautiful, floating illusion of a still point in the universe. Dark shadows passed over the plains, mountains and water."
- Monica Drake, The Folly of Loving Life

3. "I thought I was old, back then. I thought I was grown up. I didn’t know all my big mistakes were up ahead of me, still to come. Always"
- Monica Drake, The Folly of Loving Life

4. "The Arboretum’s overgrown grass rustled. The branches of an apple tree shook as though an animal had jumped from one to the next. A wind slid up my thighs, in the night, under my short nightgown. Crickets and cicadas made a sound like distant laughing children, the laugh track to a sitcom that didn’t end. It was like the grass was full of tiny giggling babies. So beautiful, and creepy."
- Monica Drake, The Folly of Loving Life

5. "This was my language. The house was talking to me. It was telling me about my own mistakes: they don’t go away. The trash goes out, but it seeps back in tiny increments, like the backflow of blood, the rush that causes a heart murmur."
- Monica Drake, The Folly of Loving Life

6. "Terrifying things happen in even ordinary houses, with ordinary families. Terrifying things come in very small pieces, slowly seeping in. I took a walk down the driveway on our land, just to feel the trees reach for me in the dark. I touched their leaves. Those trees whispered, You are a conduit. That’s what they said! To me. And I understood--I was between mother and child, between the natural world and the concrete overtaking us, between the living and the dead, and I could hear history talking to me, showing me its stories in code. It sounded crazy, but not as crazy as pretending our lives were new, and separate from all the people who had come and died before."
- Monica Drake, The Folly of Loving Life

7. "My head was so light. Wind sang through the field grass. The same wind brushed hair off my face, soft as my mother’s hand, and when the falling snow started to clump into flakes, each thick flake came down with the love of a frozen kiss, like somebody was saving up, freezing their warm love for later."
- Monica Drake, The Folly of Loving Life

8. "I felt stiff, the way I moved when I took that first bite, like I was eating something in church. He’d made that sausage so carefully. Food was his thing. I took another bite. I did. I ate it. I ate the dead man’s hot and meaty sandwich. It was good. […] When you see women who don’t eat? Or women who cleanse, detox and purge? I think they’ve done something like this. They’ve eaten in a way that’s left a memory, a creepy ghost, a body inside their own body."
- Monica Drake, The Folly of Loving Life

9. "He was hurt. He was a man who needed a country. I was a woman who needed a man. I’d be his country. He’d be my dictator. I saw our future unfold like a history book."
- Monica Drake, The Folly of Loving Life

10. "Shadows fell across us, a flicker in dim light. Somebody passed at the mouth of the alley. He said, We could both be killed. I whispered, Sure. In grade school, a boy choked on Jell-O, it’s that common. I laughed, drunk on our future. Death seemed a small risk. We can have the world."
- Monica Drake, The Folly of Loving Life

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