Nicole Krauss’ The History of Love, for the utter lack of words, is a fabulous read. I looked forward so much and gladly, it lived up to my expectation, except for a couple of flaws here and there. Still, it was a great read, sensibly conjured and exquisitely written. What prevails in the narrative is Krauss’ undeniable mastery of language. She peppered her masterpiece with elegant sentences and passages which altogether elevated the story. She did an outstanding job in both the artistic and the technical aspect of the story.

To give everyone a taste of the beauty of Krauss’ prose, I rounded up some amazing lines from the aforementioned The History of Love. Here are some of these fabulous lines.

If you haven’t read my review of The History of Love, click here.

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“For her, I changed pebbles into diamonds, shoes into mirrors, I changed glass into water, I gave her wings and pulled birds from her ears and in her pockets she found the feathers, I asked a pear to become a pineapple, a pineapple to become a lightbulb, a lightbulb to become the moon, and the moon to become a coin I flipped for her love.”
Nicole Krauss, The History of Love

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“The fact that you got a little happier today doesn’t change the fact that you also became a little sadder. Every day you become a little more of both, which means that right now, at this exact moment, you’re the happiest and the saddest you’ve ever been in your whole life.”
Nicole Krauss, The History of Love

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“If at large gatherings or parties, or around people with who you feel distant, your hand sometimes hang awkwardly at the ends of your arms – if you find yourself a t a loss for what to do with them, overcome with sadness that comes when you recognize the foreignness of your own body – it’s because your hands remember a time when the division between mind and body, brain and heart, what’s inside and what’s outside, was so much less.”
Nicole Krauss, The History of Love 

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“I left the library. Crossing the street, I was hit head-on by a brutal loneliness. I felt dark and hollow. Abandoned, unnoticed, forgotten, I stood on the sidewalk, a nothing, a gatherer of dust. People hurried past me. And everyone who walked by was happier than I. I felt the old envy. I would have given anything to be one of them.”
Nicole Krauss, The History of Love

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“The truth was I’d given up waiting long ago. The moment had passed, the door between the lives we could have led and the lives we led had shut in our faces. Or better to say, in my face. Grammar of my life: as a rule of thumb, wherever there appears a plural, correct for singular. Should I ever let slip a royal We, put me out of my misery with a swift blow to the head.”
~ Nicole Krauss, The History of Love

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“At times I believed that the last page of my book and the last page of my life were one and the same, that when my book ended I’d end, a great wind would sweep through my rooms carrying the pages away, and when the air cleared of all those fluttering white sheets the room would be silent, the chair where I sat empty.”
Nicole Krauss, The History of Love

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“The first language humans had was gestures. There was nothing primitive about this language that flowed from people’s hands, nothing we say now that could not be said in the endless array of movements possible with the fine bones of the fingers and wrists. The gestures were complex and subtle, involving a delicacy of motion that has since been lost completely.”
Nicole Krauss, The History of Love

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“I try to make a point of being seen. Sometimes when I’m out, I’ll buy a juice even when I’m not thirsty. If the store is crowded I’ll even go so far as dropping change all over the floor, nickels and dimes skidding in every direction. All I want is not to die on a day I went unseen.”
Nicole Krauss, The History of Love

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“When I got older I decided I wanted to be areal writer. I tried to write about real things. I wanted to describe the world, because to live in an undescribed world was too lonely.”
Nicole Krauss, The History of Love

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“Now that mine is almost over, I can say that the one thing that struck me most about life is the capacity for change. One day you’re a person and the next day they tell you you’re a dog. At first it’s hard to bear, but after a while you learn not to look at it as a loss. There’s even a moment when it becomes exhilarating to realize h=just how little needs to stay the same for you to continue the effor they call, for lack of a better word, being human.”
Nicole Krauss, The History of Love

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“Sometimes, just to paint a head you have to give up the whole figure. To paint a leaf, you have to sacrifice the whole landscape. It might seem like you’re limiting yourself at first, but after a while you realize that having a quarter of an inch of something you have a better chance of holding on to a certain feeling of the universe than if you pretended to be doing the whole sky. ”
Nicole Krauss, The History of Love


So there readers, eleven wonderful lines from an amazing book. What are your favorite lines or quotes from this modern classic? Share it in the comment box. I am more than interested to know your picks.

Happy reading!

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