Lamar Giles Quotes

Am I radiating openness? Do you feel the warmth of the springtime sun when I'm near? If so, please understand that sensation is actually my fiery disdain.

You don't have to know someone your whole life to know them. Not really. Lonely is the same everywhere.

I'd told the truth. That shouldn't be wrong, but the truth could be a weapon depending on who used it.

You don’t apologize for who you are. I’m an old lady now and perhaps that doesn’t mean much in the world we live in, but I exist and I shouldn’t have to be sorry for that. As a woman, you have to know that. Don’t ever apologize for who you are,

Change isn't like a shutter click. It's never instant.

Cardplayers are fools leaving their hopes and dreams to paper kings and queens.

Life's the picture. But all good photographers know you gotta have the right lens.

I didn't make you do it. The devil didn't either. It's all you, Panda.

Once the beast's breath fogs your lens, it's too late to run!

My mom always says sorry is like pulling a nail from the board: The hole’s still there no matter how much you want it not to be.

Our backgrounds were different, but the traditions of death surpassed culture. Everyone mourned with food.

He didn’t like losing to a girl, the Achilles’ heel of misogynists everywhere.

With the edge of my spoon I shave layers off a swirling cake-batter-flavored peak, cause a chocolate-chip avalanche, and imagine the poor people at the melted base of Mount Yogurt screaming in terror at the wrath of their god. She is displeased.

Grandfather, who usually greeted me with sneers and eye rolls, never acknowledged I was even in the room.

All skinfolk ain’t kinfolk.

If we didn’t know our history, we’d be doomed to repeat it.

Hate didn't change a thing. There was only forward.

sacred

Is Aeromexico giving refunds?

She hung with hoodlums. So-called ‘rappers’ who really only write barely coherent poems about violence and debauchery.”… Hypocrite hovered over my tongue. Poems about violence and debauchery? Like he didn’t grow up in the ‘80s and ‘90s singing along to rhythmic revolutionaries, proud gangsters, and player presidents. Those songs only told what people were really going through. They were journalism, not instructions.

Secret identities fool those who know the hero or villain personally—parents and siblings and such—because the people closest have a hard time seeing them as anything other than what they're most comfortable with.

The thing about [secret identities] is they're really only effective in three ways . They fool the general public, who zero in on the costume and fights because they're enamored and don't even think about looking deeper. Then, where are the deniers. People who are simply grateful it wasn't their car who got pancaked by a magic troll or their coffee shop that got flooded with weirdly specific villain gases. They don't want to figure it out.

Tech did not “roll with” things. For his entire life he’d utilized a shifting hierarchy of algorithmic calculations to determine optimal decisions. Data produced options. Probability presented choices. Choice determined action. Simple.