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Carousel Quotes

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Erik Pevernagie
“In a world where happiness has become a social duty and sadness a public offense, life opens unrepentantly into a kaleidoscopic masquerade and a muddling carousel of faking. ("Even if the world goes down, my mobile will save me" )”
Erik Pevernagie

J.D. Salinger
“I felt so damn happy all of sudden, the way old Phoebe kept going around and around. I was damn near bawling, I felt so damn happy, if you want to know the truth. I don't know why. It was just that she looked so damn nice, the way she kept going around and around, in her blue coat and all. God, I wish you could've been there.”
J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye

Brian Wildsmith
“Step aboard and we will fly through the window, through the sky”
Brian Wildsmith, Carousel

Glenda Millard
“Wars come and wars go,' he said. 'Things change, but the carousel is always here. It reminds people of the good times.”
Glenda Millard, A Small Free Kiss in the Dark

“But no matter their [carousels] colors, the horses all go at the same speed as they circle round and round. They start together. They finish together, too. Nobody is first and nobody is last. Everyone is equal when you ride a carousel.”
Sharon Langley

Sarah Dessen
“It seemed amazing to me that one night could hold so much, from a merry-go-round to a Pop-Tart with frosting to the most beautiful singing I'd ever heard.”
Sarah Dessen, Saint Anything

Mari Mancusi
“The town seemed to be full of oddities. Like the garden of strange snow statues, carved to look like little round men with jaunty black hats and carrots for their noses. And the leafy green bouquets with white berries tied up in bows hanging over archways all around town, often with two people smooching beneath them, as if the leaves were sprinkled with some kind of love potion. And then there was the large rotating contraption of wooden animals spinning round and round as jaunty music played from a hidden speaker. Even stranger, several children were riding on these animals, squealing in delight as they spun.
Looks like fun, Sally couldn't help thinking.”
Mari Mancusi, Sally's Lament