Denis Johnson Quotes About Heart

Quotes about: Heart

• And with each step my heart broke for the person I would never find, the person who'd love me. And then I would remember I had a wife at home who loved me, or later that my wife had left me and I was terrirfied, or again later that I had a beautiful alcoholic girlfriend who would make me happy forever. But every time I entered the place there were veiled faces promising everything and then clarifying quickly into the dull, the usual, looking up at me and making the same mistake.

  Denis Johnson

  Beautiful, Girlfriend, Mistake

• With each step my heart broke for the person I would never find, the person who'd love me.

  Denis Johnson

  Heart, Steps, Broke

  Denis Johnson (2009). “Jesus' Son: Stories”, p.23, Macmillan

• She wanted to eat my heart and be lost in the desert with what she'd done, she wanted to fall on her knees and give birth from it, she wanted to hurt me as only a child can be hurt by its mother.

  Denis Johnson

  Mother, Hurt, Children

  Denis Johnson (2009). “Jesus' Son: Stories”, p.84, Macmillan

• Will you believe me when I tell you there was kindness in his heart? His left hand didn't know what his right hand was doing. It was only that certain important connections had been burned through. If I opened up your head and ran a hot soldering iron around in your brain, I might turn you into someone like that.

  Denis Johnson

  Kindness, Believe, Heart

  Denis Johnson (2009). “Jesus' Son: Stories”, p.31, Farrar, Straus and Giroux

• When we were arguing on my twenty-fourth birthday, she left the kitchen, came back with a pistol, and fired it at me five times from right across the table. But she missed. It wasn't my life she was after. It was more. She wanted to eat my heart and be lost in the desert with what she'd done, she wanted to fall on her knees and give birth from it, she wanted to hurt me as only a child can be hurt by its mother.

  Denis Johnson

  Mother, Hurt, Jesus

  Denis Johnson (2009). “Jesus' Son: Stories”, p.84, Macmillan

• We’d torn open our chests and shown our cowardly hearts, and you can never stay friends after something like that

  Denis Johnson

  Heart, Torn, Chests

  Denis Johnson (2009). “Jesus' Son: Stories”, p.11, Macmillan

• Through this feeling of helplessness suddenly burst a piercing nostalgia for the lost world of childhood. The way it came right up against the heart, that world, and against the face. No indoors or outdoors, only everything touching us, and the grown-ups lumbering past overhead like constellations.

  Denis Johnson

  Heart, Past, Childhood

• Before this moment I'd lived as a mind. Body, heart, soul, intellect, so we care ourselves into parts. But the whole of us, what can it be?

  Denis Johnson

  Heart, Soul, Mind

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