Aquarium Lover Quotes

(Sartre) (The world is full without me, as in Nausea; the world plays at living behind a glass partition; the world is in an aquarium; I see everything close up and yet cut off, made of some other substance; I keep falling outside myself, without dizziness, without blue, into precision.

Go away,” she said voicelessly. Aureliano, smiled, picked her up by the waist with both hands like a pot of begonias, and dropped her on her back on the bed. With a brutal tug he pulled off her bathrobe before she had time to resist and he loomed over an abyss of newly washed nudity whose skin color, lines of fuzz, and hidden moles had all been imagined in the shadows of the other rooms. Amaranta Úrsula defended herself sincerely with the astuteness of a wise woman, weaseling her slippery, flexible, and fragrant weasel’s body as she tried to knee him in the kidneys and scorpion his face with her nails, but without either of them giving a gasp that might not have been taken for that”“breathing of a person watching the meager April sunset through the open window. It was a fierce fight, a battle to the death, but it seemed to be without violence because it consisted of distorted attacks and ghostly evasions, slow, cautious, solemn, so that during it all there was time for the petunias to bloom and for Gaston to forget about his aviator’s dream in the next room, as if they were two enemy lovers seeking reconciliation at the bottom of an aquarium. In the heat of that savage and ceremonious struggle, Amaranta Úrsula understood that her meticulous silence was so irrational that it could awaken the suspicions of her nearby husband much more than the sound of warfare that they were trying to avoid. Then she began to laugh with her lips tight together, without giving up the fight, but defending herself with false bites and deweaseling her body little by little until they both were conscious of being adversaries and accomplices at the same time and the affray degenerated into a conventional gambol and the attacks became”“caresses. Suddenly, almost playfully, like one more bit of mischief, Amaranta Úrsula dropped her defense, and when she tried to recover, frightened by what she herself had made possible, it was too late. A great commotion immobilized her in her center of gravity, planted her in her place, and her defensive will was demolished by the irresistible anxiety to discover what the orange whistles and the invisible globes on the other side of death were like. She barely had time to reach out her hand and grope for the towel to put a gag between her teeth so that she would not let out the cat howls that were already tearing at her insides.

Cajole, v. I didn`t understand how someone from a competently landlocked state could be so terrified of sharks. Even in the aquarium, I had to do everything to get you come close to the tank. Then,, in the Natural History Museum, I couldn`t stay quiet any longer. “It`s not alive,” I said. “It can`t hurt you.” But you held back, and I was compelled to push you into the glass. What did it matter to me? Did I think that by making you rational about one thing could make you rational about everything? Maybe. Or maybe I just wanted to save you from your fears.

At the Appointed Hour   Andy and I crept in to Fahrib’s chambers through a secret passageway made known to us by the sheik himself. Our only illumination consisted of the dim lights that lined this narrow passageway. The overhead spotlights that were strategically installed in the lounge came on simultaneously when the sound system and the aquarium lights were activated from within the bedchamber. The romantic melodies and illuminances were our cue to take centre stage.               To the unsuspecting onlooker, these spots serve to enhance the colourful aquatic life. But for me and my lover, these were reflectors for the boudoir’s voyeur to espy our erotic performance. If the Almighty would allow us humans to effectuate our stratagem, this would be a win-win situation. For now, Fahrib the voyeur, Tad the stalker, and –we the lovers were invigorated to initiate this treacherous game of suspenseful duplicity.

if they were two enemy lovers seeking reconciliation at the bottom of an aquarium.