House of Leaves Quotes

“Muss es sein?”

““Les jeux sont faits. Nous sommes fucked."”

“This is not for you.”

“The finest act of seeing is necessarily always the act of not seeing something else.”

“That House answers many yearnings remembered in sorrow.”

“Wikipedia: House of Leaves”

“Je ne vois qu'ininfi par toutes les fenêtres. — Charles Baudelaire, Les Fleurs du Mal.”

“"Look to the sky, look to yourself and remember: we are only God’s echoes and God is Narcissus."⁵⁶”

“Why did God create a dual universe?
So he might say,
“Be not like me. I am alone.”
And it might be heard.”

“Sleep never really arrives. Not even rest. There's no satisfaction anymore.”

“[O]
June 19, 1994

Prometheus, thief of light, giver of light, bound by the gods, must have been a book.”

“Scars are the paler pain of survival, received unwillingly and displayed in the language of injury.”

“Not seeing the rip doesn’t mean you automatically get to keep clear of the Hey-I’m-Bleeding part.”

“Known.
Some.
Call.
Is.
Air.
Am?
Incoherent–yes.
Without meaning—I'm afraid not.”

“As a counselor once tole me—a Counselor For Disaffected Youth, I might add: "You like that crap because it reminds you of you."”

“Good story telling alone will guarantee a healthy sliver of popularity in the years to come but its inherent strangeness will permanently bar it from any mainstream interest.”

“Who has never gone for a walk through some unfamiliar park and felt that it was huge, only to return a second time to discover that the park is in fact much smaller than initially perceived?”

“[...] neighbors and eventually even Flaze poking their heads in to gawk, wonder or just graze on a scene that might someday resemble their own end.”

“"Don't be ridiculous," Jed says, starting to raise his voice. "You're not gonna go to jail. But if you sit there and let Wax die, for that they'll lock you up for life. And I'll make sure they throw away the fucking key.”

“[A] multitude of causes, unknown to former times, are now acting with a combined force to blunt the discriminating powers of the mind, and unfitting it for all voluntary exertion to reduce it to a state of almost savage torpor.”