Hot Milk Quotes

“I confess that I am often lost in all the dimensions of time, that the past sometimes feels nearer than the present and I often fear the future has already happened.”
― Deborah Levy, Hot Milk

“I am not okay. Not at all and haven't been for some time. I did not tell her how discouraged I felt and that I was ashamed I was not more resilient and all the rest of it which included wanting a bigger life but that so far I had not been bold enough to make a bid for things I wanted to happen and I feared it was written in the stars that I might end up with a reduced life like hers...”
― Deborah Levy, Hot Milk

“My love for my mother is like an axe. It cuts very deep.”
― Deborah Levy, Hot Milk

“Anything covered is always interesting. There is never nothing beneath something that is covered.”
― Deborah Levy, Hot Milk

“We have to mourn our dead, but we cannot let them take over our life.”
― Deborah Levy, Hot Milk

“I have been waiting on her all my life. I was the waitress. Waiting on her and waiting for her. What was I waiting for? Waiting for her to step into her self or step out of her invalid self. Waiting for her to take the voyage out of her gloom, to buy a ticket to a vital life.”
― Deborah Levy, Hot Milk

“I was flesh thirst desire dust blood lips cracking feet blistered knees skinned hips bruised, but I was so happy not to be napping on a sofa under a blanket with an older man by my side and a baby on my lap.”
― Deborah Levy, Hot Milk

“My problem is that I want to smoke the cigar and for someone else to light it. I want to blow out smoke. Like a volcano. Like a monster. I want to fume. I do not want to be the girl whose job it is to wail in a high-pitched voice at funerals.”
― Deborah Levy, Hot Milk

“I have always wanted to go to Trieste because it sounds like tristesse, which is a light-hearted word, even though in French it means sadness. In Spanish it is tristeza, which is heavier than French sadness, more of a groan than a whisper.”
― Deborah Levy, Hot Milk

“It would take a while for me not to think of the Greek language as the father who walked out on me”
― Deborah Levy, Hot Milk

“How do we set about not imagining something?”
― Deborah Levy, Hot Milk

“I am not okay. Not at all and haven´t been for some time. I did not tell her how discouraged I felt and that I was ashamed I was not more resilient an all the rest of it which included wanting a bigger life but that so far I had not been bold enough to make a bid for things I wanted to happen....”
― Deborah Levy, Hot Milk

“What is a sigh? That would be another good subject for a field study. Is it just a long, deep, audible exhalation of breath? Rose's sigh was intense but not subdued. It was frustrated but not yet sad. A sigh resets the respiratory system so it was possible that my mother had been holding her breath, which suggests she was more nervous than she appeared to be. A sigh is an emotional response to being set a difficult task.”
― Deborah Levy, Hot Milk

“In the new quiet I heard the sea as if my ears were laid against the ocean floor. I could hear everything. The rumbling earthquake of a ship and spider crabs moving between weeds.”
― Deborah Levy, Hot Milk

“What is worse? To be chained all day with a bowl of water, or to be free and die of thirst?”
― Deborah Levy, Hot Milk

“Time has shattered, it's cracked like my lips.”
― Deborah Levy, Hot Milk

“History is the dark magician inside us, tearing at our liver. (Deborah Levy, Hot Milk, p. 185)”
― Deborah Levy, Hot Milk

“Her taste for symmetry and structure, it helped her thoughts drift. Symmetry did not chain her, it set her free. (p. 85)”
― Deborah Levy, Hot Milk

“She is drinking peach tea in the plaza and she is too hot because her blue and black checked shirt is for winter not for summer in Andalucía. I think she thinks she’s a cowboy in her work shirt, always alone with no one to look at the mountain horizon at night and say my god those stars.”
― Deborah Levy, Hot Milk

“I wanted my whole life so far to slip away with the rolling waves, to begin a different kind of life. But I didn't know what that meant or how to get to it”
― Deborah Levy, Hot Milk

“Gómez had suggested I steal a fish to achieve more courage and purpose. I regarded this task as an anthropological experiment, though it crossed a border into something approaching magic, or perhaps magical thinking. When I googled how to gut a fish, there were over 9 million results.”
― Deborah Levy, Hot Milk

“I want to get away from the kinship structures that are supposed to hold me together. To mess up the story I have been told about myself. To hold the story upside down by its tail.”
― Deborah Levy, Hot Milk

“I had broken the rules of exchange. She had given and I had taken, but I had not reciprocated. A gift like love is never free.”
― Deborah Levy, Hot Milk

“Empathy is more painful than medusa stings.”
― Deborah Levy, Hot Milk

“She had no God to plead to for mercy or luck. It would be true to say she depended instead on human kindness and painkillers.”
― Deborah Levy, Hot Milk

“I have researched aboriginal culture, Mayan hieroglyphics and the corporate culture of a Japanese car manufacturer, and I have written essays on the internal logic of various other societies, but I haven't a clue about my own logic.”
― Deborah Levy, Hot Milk

“It smelt of coconut ice cream and sweat and the Mediterranean sea. I”
― Deborah Levy, Hot Milk

“We have travelled a long distance from the cow with a bucket of raw milk under its udder. We are a long way from home.’ This”
― Deborah Levy, Hot Milk

“This was the model most politicians had adopted to run their democracies and dictatorships. If the reality of the right hand is being messed up with the left hand, it would be true to say that reality is not a stable commodity.”
― Deborah Levy, Hot Milk

“I used to say to my classes that the ways to get insight are: to study infants; to study animals; to study primitive people; to be psychoanalysed; to have a religious conversion and get over it; to have a psychotic episode and get over it.”
― Deborah Levy, Hot Milk