Top 400 Tarryn Fisher Quotes (2024 Update)
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251. “When Olivia unleashes an insult you feel like you’re being assaulted by word bullets.”

— Tarryn Fisher

252. “Once you lost your faith, it was gone.”

— Tarryn Fisher

253. “I wondered if someone who had fire in their soul would have smoke coming out of their mouth.”

— Tarryn Fisher

254. “I’ve never eaten scallops, but he tells me they’re his favorite. They have the texture of a tongue, and I briefly consider that he’s sending me a message.”

— Tarryn Fisher

255. “How does a guy tell his girlfriend he has no idea who she is? Who he himself is? He doesn’t tell her. He pretends, just like he’s been pretending with everyone else. – Silas Nash.”

— Tarryn Fisher

256. “I cannot hate the dream; the dream woke me up.”

— Tarryn Fisher

257. “I loved flawed art. Michelangelo’s statue of Lorenzo with its warped base that rose to accommodate his foot, the Mona Lisa’s missing eyebrows. Flaws were seriously underrated. They were beautiful if you looked at them just so.”

— Tarryn Fisher

258. “He looks at me then, and suddenly I know that people are what you truly need to be afraid of. People with eyes that communicate. People who can hurt you so hard you’d wish you were never born.”

— Tarryn Fisher

259. “I fell for it because most of us just really want to be wanted.”

— Tarryn Fisher

260. “I was selfish that way, wanting people to bend and give me the love I needed, not necessarily the love they knew how to give.”

— Tarryn Fisher

261. “The seasons split at the seams: spring, summer, fall and winter. I’ve always pictured them as giant sacks filled with air and color and smell. When it’s time for one season to be over, the next seasons splits open and pours over the world, drowning its tired and waning predecessor with its strength.”

— Tarryn Fisher

262. “What does it feel like? I ask myself. Like cold air in your lungs after too much warm air. Maybe this is how you feel when you find your place in the world.”

— Tarryn Fisher

263. “It’s all too perfect, I think. When things are that perfect, something is wrong.”

— Tarryn Fisher

264. “That’s what writers do – the good ones anyway – we watched and we learned the faux pas of human nature. The delicate ways people came undone, the tiny little frays in the tapestry.”

— Tarryn Fisher

265. “What type of world was this where the people who you thought loved you the most were the betrayers?”

— Tarryn Fisher

266. “The people who blind themselves to the truth. They’re just trying to survive.” I’m distracted for a minute, my finger suspended over the camera button on my phone. “Who wants to survive without truth?” Greer shrugs, and her shirt slips off her slender shoulder. Perfect. “Maybe people who have had too much of it. Or people who have had too little. Or people who are too shallow to appreciate its hard edges.”

— Tarryn Fisher

267. “Music tells a lot about a person. I don’t have to have a memory to know that. – Charlize “Charlie” Wynwood.”

— Tarryn Fisher

268. “Forgiveness is for Buddhists.”

— Tarryn Fisher

269. “Life is all about allowing people choices to be who they want. But the majority of people choose to be worthless.”

— Tarryn Fisher

270. “You know, the first time I saw you in that bar it was as if someone plugged me into an electrical socket. Everything in my head lit up. I could have written ten songs, answered the age-long question about the meaning of love, and asked you to marry me on the spot.”

— Tarryn Fisher

271. “What you’re doing – it’s the right thing. Going after what you love despite everything you’ve done, and I won’t sugarcoat it, you’ve done some pretty lousy things, but you did it all because you love this single human being so much you couldn’t help yourself. There is an honesty to that.”

— Tarryn Fisher

272. “I wish I felt self-conscious about my hair, but truth be told, I look hella cute with psycho hair.”

— Tarryn Fisher

273. “It was awful to be this person, so jammed up with bad experiences you couldn’t let anyone see your real face.”

— Tarryn Fisher

274. “Sadie is keeping the baby, of course, because her dad is a minister, and she is pro-life. Not pro-abstinence.”

— Tarryn Fisher

275. “David used to tell me that not believing in God was a defense mechanism against human suffering. It’s easier to say nothing exists than to say something exists and He just lets us suffer.”

— Tarryn Fisher

276. “Of all the things that have happened tonight, that’s what affects me most. The way he so effortlessly drops his bags to catch her. I don’t have much reference since Neil was my one serious boyfriend, though I know he never would have dropped his bags to catch me lest something broke. That causes an ache deep in my chest. To know that there are guys willing to drop their shopping bags to catch their girl. And I want someone to love me that effortlessly.”

— Tarryn Fisher

277. “Every bad thing that happens here reminds people of what they’re trying to forget.”

— Tarryn Fisher

278. “But I wonder about the people who never suffer from depression,” she says, leaning forward. “How calloused their souls are to feel less than us.” The us rings through my head. “Are they less actualized, less pessimistic, less able to taste the tang of reality on the tips of their tongues? Why are we the broken ones – those who feel things? Who are affected by the changing tides in society?”

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279. “I shake my shoulders to get rid of all my feels. I hate these people. They’re so annoying. Except I king of like Silas. Kind of.”

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280. “Neptune looked at a tree I did last week and made a weird sound in the back of his throat. I’m no grunting expert, but it sounded like impressed approval to me. I’ve imitated that sound twice since then – once at a restaurant with Neil who asked me if I had something lodged in my throat, and once on the phone with my mother who wanted to bring me soup for the cold I was coming down with. Some people aren’t good with expressive communication. It’s not their fault.”

— Tarryn Fisher

281. “Do we create our own heroes and then kill them with the truth?”

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282. “Maybe life is about living with the hauntings.”

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283. “You could search for years and you still won’t be able to know who that woman is, because she doesn’t know herself.”

— Tarryn Fisher

284. “It’s just nicer to be crazy than to be unloved.”

— Tarryn Fisher

285. “Love is faithful, love is kind, love is patient. Love is not – I wasn’t thinking.”

— Tarryn Fisher

286. “Olivia said something about a redheaded gargoyle with fangs.” I.”

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287. “Sometimes when I’m drunk, I think that loving you is sane.”

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288. “I want you, English. I think about you all the time – no – scratch that. I obsess over you all the time. You’re my muse. Wasn’t that the deal? You’re worth every penny.”

— Tarryn Fisher

289. “No one has a right to your happiness.”

— Tarryn Fisher

290. “Nothing is better than the discovery of another living, breathing human, who fights the same as you do, loves the same as you do, and understands you with such clarity that it feels erotic.”

— Tarryn Fisher

291. “Love was just a word until someone gave it a definition.”

— Tarryn Fisher

292. “That’s what makes you a narcissist. Even in the middle of hurting other people you’re focused on yourself.”

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293. “It’s a painful thing to look inside yourself and see the whys and the hows of your clockwork.”

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294. “I’m trying to find myself.” Greer grins. “That, my dear, is the scariest thing you’re ever going to do.” “Why is that?” “Because you might not like what you find.”

— Tarryn Fisher

295. “If they could see my heart, they’d understand why my mascara is smudged.”

— Tarryn Fisher

296. “My drug was wanderlust. I got high by starting over. We always had a drug. We could replace one with another, but humans were addicts.”

— Tarryn Fisher

297. “What’s a Muggle?” he asks, taking it from me. “I save that mug for special people, Kit. Don’t ask questions.”

— Tarryn Fisher

298. “She decided something about herself and then she sabotaged her own happiness with it. She needed the type of love that stayed no matter what. She needed to see that nothing could devalue her in my eyes.”

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299. “I wondered what I kissed him with since I was only broken parts.”

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300. “Its humble beginnings are that of a parasite, growing in something that is alive, draining its host of beauty. It’s clever – the plight of the splinter. A sort of rags to riches story.”

— Tarryn Fisher