Marcel Theroux Quotes

I have woken up to find that I am made of words.

I had always believed that right was like north to my father: a thing as real as sunlight, a place on the map, the arrow on a compass.

Because before you acquired language, you didn't exist.

No one tells you this, how having children multiplies your capacity for suffering.

What arrogance made us think we were far enough to be safe?

The mustard on the roof of my mouth gave me the feeling that someone was removing my nasal hair with a blowtorch.

Literature itself is a species of code. You line up symbols and create a simulacrum of life.

Everyone expects to be at the end of something. What no one expects is to be at the end of everything.

We don't get much of a spring or fall to speak of. Up here, for ten months a year, the weather has teeth in it.

There is something talismanic about familiar words.