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“It is up to you to demand people see you as you, or they will almost always decide you are someone else.”
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― The Honeys
“I realize this fits into the way I've always seen myself, which is: art, attempted, though often spoiled by the demands of another's taste.”
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― The Honeys
“Death isn’t the end of a life, but the division of it. When someone dies, their soul scatters into all the things they’ve ever given away. Love. Bruises. Gifts. You struggle to piece together what’s left—even the things that hurt—just to feel haunted.”
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― The Honeys
“I will be a ruin to consume.”
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― The Honeys
“Contentedness is a party I leave early ever time. It's not often that I feel invited to begin with, and even rarer that I feel welcomed enough to stay. I've learned to never test any group's hospitality. Patience like that is finite for someone like me, and it's dangerous to indulge in it.”
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― The Honeys
“The way they talk about themselves—with such frankness—it feels like all people are wet clay, all the shapes that define us self-imposed. I realize this fits into the way I’ve always seen myself, which is: art, attempted, though often spoiled by the demands of another’s taste. It makes me wonder what shape I’d be if I’d never met another human being.”
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― The Honeys
“I leave the lip gloss on. Bright things in nature are often poisonous. Let that be my defense, then. Let Aspen watch, and predators prowl, and all the waiting jaws yawn wider. I will be a ruin to consume.”
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― The Honeys
“The monsters worth fearing are the ones that are dangerous enough to hide in daylight.”
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― The Honeys
“But if my conviction is a knife, the blade is a mirror I
must face myself in as I raise it. Who could I be, if I were one of them? How beautiful? How bad? And how secure? Maybe I, too, could be safe, veiled within layers of
frivolity and boredom and beauty.”
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must face myself in as I raise it. Who could I be, if I were one of them? How beautiful? How bad? And how secure? Maybe I, too, could be safe, veiled within layers of
frivolity and boredom and beauty.”
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“I want to imagine them out there, together in some unknowable brightness. Maybe they’re watching, maybe they’re not. But I hope they’re not alone.”
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― The Honeys
“That’s why we’re going.” “You’re going. I’m stopping you.” “You’re doing a very bad job.”
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― The Honeys
“I have never prayed until Caroline died, and now that she’s gone, I only have one prayer. Just one. Wherever you are, let it be bright. I hope it’s light that greets us, in the end, after everything.”
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― The Honeys
“Contentedness is a party I leave early every time.”
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― The Honeys
“she relaxes like I’ve just spared her life. I suppress an eye roll. I’m gender fluid, not a grenade.”
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“Better to drown as myself than to breathe the air of someone else’s life and drown all the same.”
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― The Honeys
“Death isn’t the end of a life, but the division of it. When someone dies, their soul scatters into all the things they’ve ever given away. Love. Bruises. Gifts. You struggle to piece together what’s left—even the things that hurt
—just to feel haunted.”
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—just to feel haunted.”
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“It’s okay, everyone does. Just comes with knowing who you are and what you’re worth. It’s easy for people to perceive a threat, but that’s usually their own insecurity talking.”
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― The Honeys
“Less to burn in the event a rogue gender-fluid camper decides to go on a flaming crusade against the binary, I guess”
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“I don’t dream, because I don’t sleep.”
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― The Honeys
“All she's known is the pain of a legacy she never asked for, and the humiliation of never being enough to fulfill it.”
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― The Honeys
“That's all I get. That, the warmth on my skin, and the aftertaste of sadness. The new, blue fringe that edges all my memories of Caroline.”
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“If I'm out of my own control, I'm within someone else's— that's what Mom used to tell us. She meant that the moment we lose our grip on a situation, it becomes an opportunity for someone else to take advantage of us. I heard it another way. I heard: It is up to you to demand people see you as you, or they will almost always decide you are someone else.”
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― The Honeys
“Caroline wore detachment fashionably, like the slick skin of a seal, the grip of reality sliding off so that she always appeared cool and unbothered in the hot, frantic world. I’m not like her – I catch on everything. Every small want grows out of me, like thorns, making me impossible to embrace.”
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― The Honeys
“What beauty in our reality is simply an unfathomable refraction across space, light, and time?”
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“Imagine that butterfly can only see in two dimensions. Its world is flat. If we asked it to describe the glass, it could only see that 2D shadow and tell us 2D things about it. But we humans, one dimension up, understand the glass's shape and depth. Our world is 3D. But what if we're like the butterfly, and we're trapped in what we can perceive? What if our world is just the light and shadow of some higher dimension's design?”
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“... We experience reality as a three-dimensional projection in our brains. Our geometric instincts are 3D. So things in higher dimensions are kinda impossible for us to even visualize. That doesn't mean other dimensions aren't real though. It just means we aren't able to comprehend them.”
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― The Honeys
“... it feels like all people are wet clay, all the shapes that define us self-imposed. I realize this fits into the way I've always seen myself, which is: art, attempted, though often spoiled by the demands of another's taste. It makes me wonder what shape I'd be if I'd never met another human being.”
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― The Honeys
“We sit in polite attentiveness as students waltz across the set with great import, spewing absolute nonsense with breathless conviction.”
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― The Honeys
“grief, I have learned, cracks us into pieces that make all sorts of strange, alarming shapes”
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