Simon Van Booy
Simon Van Booy
Simon Van Booy is a British-American writer who lives in the United States. He grew up in rural Wales, but has lived in Kentucky, Paris, Athens, New York City and the Hamptons. Love Begins in Winter won the 2009 Frank O'Connor International Short Story Award...
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death eventually love simply taken value
Everything that we love will, at some point, be taken away from us. If I think about everyone I love eventually being taken away from me by death, or simply by getting lost from each other in the world, it makes me value them much more now.
anyone excitement love open sustaining worn
I think anyone can fall in love, if you're open and you're willing, but the real test is sustaining it after all the excitement has worn off.
love-is violence undone
Love is also a violence, and cannot be undone.
love-is next excitement
You can't put a price on the rituals of love, because you never know what will happen next. I suppose fear is part of the excitement and we can't have one without the other.
people and-love want
Music is only a mystery to people who want it explained. Music and love are the same.
love-is land maps
Language is like looking at a map of somewhere. Love is living there and surviving on the land.
distance love-is thinking
I think living with the absence of someone we love is like living in front of a mountain from which a person - a speck in the distance, on some distance ridge - is perpetually waving.
first-love men flames
Could it be that first love was the only true love? And that after those first fires had been doused or burned out, men and women chose whom they would love based on worldly needs, and then reenacted the rituals and feelings of that first pure experience - nursed the flames that once burned of their own accord
love-you people absence
But say you do find the right people - how do you love them without smothering them?...How do you not suffocate them with all the love you've built up in their absence?
needs love-again happened
To love again, you must not discard what has happened to you, but take from it the strength you'll need to carry on.
children legacy loved-ones
It’s the greatest legacy you could ever leave your children or your loved ones: the history of how you felt.
love-is lasts stranger
Love between strangers takes only a few seconds and can last a whole life.
genuinely people trying
The most frustrating part of trying to direct everything is not that it alienates you from people who genuinely want to help, but that it's actually impossible.
hard work
When I'm doing something, I do work hard at it.