Top 120 Mark Z. Danielewski Quotes (2024 Update)
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51. “Unoccupied space will never cease to change simply because nothing forbids it to do so.”

— Mark Z. Danielewski

52. “Explanation is not half as strong as experience but experience is not half as strong as experience and understanding.”

— Mark Z. Danielewski

53. “I miss you. I love you. There’s no second I’ve lived you can’t call your own.”

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54. “I do not know anything about Art with a capital A. What I do know about is my art. Because it concerns me. I do not speak for others. So I do not speak for things which profess to speak for others. My art, however, speaks for me. It lights my way.”

— Mark Z. Danielewski

55. “Do not wake me from this slumber, but be assured that just as I have wept much, I have also wandered many roads with my thoughts.”

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56. “Write what you love. Love will hold you through the hard times and hold the world during the good times.”

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57. “Everyone loves the Dream but I kill it.”

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58. “Literature is capable of being a subject that people want to catch up on or discuss, whether at a coffee shop or a watercooler. It can become an intrinsic part of their dialogue.”

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

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60. “What can I say, I’m a sucker for abandoned stuff, misplaced stuff, forgotten stuff, any old stuff which despite the light of progress and all that, still vanishes every day like shadows at noon, goings unheralded, passings unourned, well, you get the drift.”

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61. “I had one woman come up to me in a bookstore and say, ‘You know, everyone told me it was a horror book, but when I finished it, I realized that it was a love story.’ And she’s absolutely right. In some ways, genre is a marketing tool.”

— Mark Z. Danielewski

62. “How do we remember this emptiness so in fullness we won’t forget?”

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63. “Let the cold water run. It’s gotta warm up eventually. Right?”

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64. “Immensely clever story, and quite creepy, in a delightfully scary way.”

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65. “My hands resemble some ancient tree: the roots that bind up the earth, the rock and the ceaselessly nibbling wordms.”

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66. “To read” actually comes from the Latin reri “to calculate, to think” which is not only the progenitor of “read” but of “reason” as well, both of which hail from the Greek arariskein “to fit.” Aside from giving us “reason,” arariskein also gives us an unlikely sibling, Latin arma meaning “weapons.” It seems that “to fit” the world or to make sense of it requires either reason or arms.”

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67. “So often I wonder whether it is my right to capitalize, as I feel, so often, on the grief of others. But then I justify, in my own particular thoughts, by feeling that I can contribute a little to the understanding of what others are going through; then there is reason for doing it.”

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68. “Ever see yourself doing something in the past and no matter how many times you remember it you still want to scream stop, somehow redirect the action, reorder the present?”

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69. “Here then – the after math of meaning. A liftime finished between the space of two frames.”

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70. “Our newness lies only in parts rearranged.”

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

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72. “Please forgive me for thinking faith means certainty.”

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73. “Come morning I found the day as I have found every other day – without relief or explanation.”

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74. “Even the closest relationships that I have I know could potentially fall away. That’s not to speak pessimistically or negatively about those relationships. In a weird way, it’s the opposite. I value them.”

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75. “But tomorrow came faster than expected, as if the future were never somewhere else, but all along part of the fabric of every present, merely untwining itself again and again into a new distinction that could never be new again.”

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76. “For some reason, I’ve been thinking more and more about my mother and the way her life failed her, humiliated her with impulses beyond her command, broke her with year after year of the same.”

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77. “Not only had Navidson carried Karen out of that house, he had picked her up a hundred times over the course of eleven years and carried her fear, her torment, and her distance.”

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78. “I could see her get all nervous but she was also excited. Nightmares have that quality, don’t they?”

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79. “The thread has snapped. No sound even to mark the breaking let alone the fall. That long anticipated disintegration, when the darkest angel of all, the horror beyond all horrors, sits at last upon my chest, permanently enfolding me in its great covering wings, black as ink, veined in Bees’ purple. A creature without a voice. A voice without a name. As immortal as my life. Come here at long last to summon the wind.”

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80. “Stories heard but not recalled. Letters too. Words filling my head. Fragmenting like artillery shells. Shrapnel, like syllables, flying everywhere. Terrible syllables. Sharp cracked. Traveling at murderous speed. Tearing through it all in a very, very bad inreparable way.”

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81. “We did not just go to the stars. We became the stars.”

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82. “Aside from recurrance, revision, and commensurate symbolic reference, echoes also reveal emptiness. Since objects always impede acoustic reflection, only empty places can create echoes of lasting clarity.”

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83. “Sometimes how you talk is all you got. Even if your talk is wrong.”

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84. “Love’s love in her blackest season.”

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85. “No gunfire, famine, or flies. Just lots of toothpaste, gardening and people stuff.”

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86. “To repeat: her voice has life. It possesses a quality not present in the original, revealing how a nymph can return a different and more meaningful story, in spite of telling the same story.”

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87. “It’s a nice idea but it reeks of hope. False hope.”

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88. “I must read. I must read. I must read.”

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89. “Of course curiosity killed the cat, and even if satisfaction supposedly brought it back, there’s still that little problem with the man on the radio telling me more and more about some useless information.”

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90. “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 no one, not even him, can interpret anymore. People have told him a crow will reveal more than anything his face has to share.”

— Mark Z. Danielewski

91. “He loved more than anything to fly. His sole conflict was with gravity.”

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92. “I’m not independently wealthy.”

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93. “Also remember, love inhabits more than just the heart and mind.”

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94. “The world only mattered because people lived there and sometimes, in spite of the pain, tragedy, and degradation, even managed to triumph there.”

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95. “It is understood that the world does not want to be understood. The world would not be this world if it did.”

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96. “I’m so tired. Sleep’s been stalking me for too long to remember. Inevitable I suppose.”

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97. “Lude would never feel how ‘empty hallways long past midnight’ could slice inside of you, though I’m not so sure he wasn’t sliced up just the same. Not seeing the rip doesn’t mean you atomatically get to keep clear of the Hey-I’m-Bleeding part.”

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98. “Do you really think the munificence of the multiverse comes translatable for your little mind? Have you ever thought to consider all that you miss whenever you’re shown what is suited to your seeing?”

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99. “I looked at my hands. I was holding onto the steering wheel so tightly, all my knuckles where shiny points of white, and my blinker was on, CLICK-click CLICK-click CLICK-click, so certain, so plain, so clear, and yet for all its mechanical conviction, blinking me in the wrong direction.”

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100. “My interest is in how meaning is communicated via language, and I believe the shape, positioning, even the color of the language has an effect on meaning.”

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