Aleksandar Hemon, The Book of My Lives

13 quotes

"If my mind and my city were the same thing then I was losing my mind."

Aleksandar Hemon, The Book of My Lives

"While he wanted to teach me what he knew, I wanted him to see what it all looked like for me—perhaps love is a process of finding a common vision of reality."

Aleksandar Hemon, The Book of My Lives

"we wept within the moment that was dividing our life into before and after, whereby the before was forever foreclosed, while the after was spreading out, like an exploding twinkle-star, into a dark universe of pain."

Aleksandar Hemon, The Book of My Lives

"The cafeteria in the Chicago’s Children’s Memorial Hospital basement was the saddest place in the world—and forever it shall be—with its grim neon lights and gray tabletops and the diffuse foreboding of those who stepped away from suffering children to have a grilled cheese sandwich."

Aleksandar Hemon, The Book of My Lives

"Only those who do not care, only those who find a way to diminish or extinguish the value of other human beings, survive wars without damage and speak of warrior honor afterward."

Aleksandar Hemon, The Book of My Lives

"One of the most despicable religious fallacies is that suffering is ennobling, that it is a step on the path to some kind of enlightenment or salvation."

Aleksandar Hemon, The Book of My Lives

"-not only did he deplore the waste of words, he detested the moral lassitude with which they were wasted. To him, in whose throat the bone of displacement was forever stuck, it was wrong to talk about nothing when there was a perpetual shortage of words for all the horrible things that happened in the world. It was better to be silent than to say what didn't matter."

Aleksandar Hemon, The Book of My Lives

"I much preferred winning to thinking and I didn't like losing at all."

Aleksandar Hemon, The Book of My Lives

"The hopeless hope is one of the early harbingers of spring, bespeaking an innocent belief that the world might right its wrongs and reverse its curses simply because the trees are coming into leaf."

Aleksandar Hemon, The Book of My Lives

"Listening to Ella furiously and endlessly unfurl the yarns of the Mingus tales, I understood that the need to tell stories is deeply embedded in our minds, and inseparably entangled with the mechanisms that generate and absorb language. Narrative imagination--and therefore fiction--is a basic evolutionary tool of survival. We process the world by telling stories and produce human knowledge through our engagement with imagined selves."

Aleksandar Hemon, The Book of My Lives

"Isabel’s indelible absence is now an organ in our bodies whose sole function is a continuous secretion of sorrow."

Aleksandar Hemon, The Book of My Lives

"-the apartment had been directly in the sight line of a Serb sniper across the river. Teta-Jozefina was a devout Catholic, but she somehow managed to believe in essential human goodness, despite all the abundant evidence to the contrary surrounding her. She felt that the sniper was essentially a good man because during the siege, she said, he had often shot over her and her husband's heads to warn them that he was watching and that they shouldn't move so carelessly in their own apartment."

Aleksandar Hemon, The Book of My Lives

"It was a great fucking time, the short era of disaster euphoria, for nothing enhances pleasures and blocks guilt like a looming cataclysm."

Aleksandar Hemon, The Book of My Lives