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“When people’s parallel truth collides with their real truth, they may have a hard time in subduing all the fanciful items and characters of their invented world. (“The day the mirror was talking backâ€�)”
― Erik Pevernagie

“I'm your phantom dance partner. I'm your shadow. I'm not anything more.”
― Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance

“It was like there was some parallel universe we all vanished off to where we had all this sex.”
― Kazuo Ishiguro, Never Let Me Go

“But , sitting here at my desk, I realize something else. We've been on these parallel tracks, David and I. Moving constantly forward in space but never actually touching, for fear of throwing each other off course. Like if we were aligned in the same direction, we'd never have to compromise. But the thing about parallel tracks is you can be inches apart, or miles. And lately it feels like the width between David and me is extraordinary. WE just didn't notice because we were still looking at the same horizon. But it dawns on me that I want someone in my way. I want us to collide.”
― Rebecca Serle, In Five Years

“When reading the history of the Jewish people, of their flight from slavery to death, of their exchange of tyrants, I must confess that my sympathies are all aroused in their behalf. They were cheated, deceived and abused. Their god was quick-tempered unreasonable, cruel, revengeful and dishonest. He was always promising but never performed. He wasted time in ceremony and childish detail, and in the exaggeration of what he had done. It is impossible for me to conceive of a character more utterly detestable than that of the Hebrew god. He had solemnly promised the Jews that he would take them from Egypt to a land flowing with milk and honey. He had led them to believe that in a little while their troubles would be over, and that they would soon in the land of Canaan, surrounded by their wives and little ones, forget the stripes and tears of Egypt. After promising the poor wanderers again and again that he would lead them in safety to the promised land of joy and plenty, this God, forgetting every promise, said to the wretches in his power:â€�'Your carcasses shall fall in this wilderness and your children shall wander until your carcasses be wasted.' This curse was the conclusion of the whole matter. Into this dust of death and night faded all the promises of God. Into this rottenness of wandering despair fell all the dreams of liberty and home. Millions of corpses were left to rot in the desert, and each one certified to the dishonesty of Jehovah. I cannot believe these things. They are so cruel and heartless, that my blood is chilled and my sense of justice shocked. A book that is equally abhorrent to my head and heart, cannot be accepted as a revelation from God.

When we think of the poor Jews, destroyed, murdered, bitten by serpents, visited by plagues, decimated by famine, butchered by each, other, swallowed by the earth, frightened, cursed, starved, deceived, robbed and outraged, how thankful we should be that we are not the chosen people of God. No wonder that they longed for the slavery of Egypt, and remembered with sorrow the unhappy day when they exchanged masters. Compared with Jehovah, Pharaoh was a benefactor, and the tyranny of Egypt was freedom to those who suffered the liberty of God.

While reading the Pentateuch, I am filled with indignation, pity and horror. Nothing can be sadder than the history of the starved and frightened wretches who wandered over the desolate crags and sands of wilderness and desert, the prey of famine, sword, and plague. Ignorant and superstitious to the last degree, governed by falsehood, plundered by hypocrisy, they were the sport of priests, and the food of fear. God was their greatest enemy, and death their only friend.

It is impossible to conceive of a more thoroughly despicable, hateful, and arrogant being, than the Jewish god. He is without a redeeming feature. In the mythology of the world he has no parallel. He, only, is never touched by agony and tears. He delights only in blood and pain. Human affections are naught to him. He cares neither for love nor music, beauty nor joy. A false friend, an unjust judge, a braggart, hypocrite, and tyrant, sincere in hatred, jealous, vain, and revengeful, false in promise, honest in curse, suspicious, ignorant, and changeable, infamous and hideous:—such is the God of the Pentateuch.”
― Robert G. Ingersoll, Some Mistakes of Moses

“We're on the same wavelength. We're connected that way, even if I'm away from her.”
― Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance

“...no matter how advanced the system, no matter how precise, unless we have the will to communicate, there's no connection. And even supposing the will is there, there are times like now when we don't know the other party's number. Or even if we know the number, we misdial.”
― Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance

“When you are dead, you do not know you are dead. It's only painful & difficult for others. The same applies when you are stupid.”
― Philippe Geluck

“Like boarding a train running parallel. That's what disappearing is.”
― Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance

“Which is colder, the hand or the gun?”
― Anthony Liccione

“Never in our silent moments of illusion do we sense the dark parallel that lives next to us. Nor do we suspect the carrier.”
― Kris Allen Courtney

“Parallel lines meet at infinity. Looking back from said point, do parallel lines ever not meet?”
― RJ Clawson

“A human being is a being who is constantly 'under construction,' but also, in a parallel fashion, always in a state of constant destruction.”
― José Saramago

“Absolute parallelism of stylistic approach in the different arts and genres presupposes a level of development on which art no longer has to wrestle for the means of expression, but is able, to a certain extent, to choose freely among the different possibilities of formal treatment.”
― Arnold Hauser, The Social History of Art, Volume 1: From Prehistoric Times to the Middle Ages

“Every disorder is either too much or too little.

But.

Often we are unable to see when an ocean is just a glass.”
― monaristw

“Those are parallel! Leave me alone!”
― Calvin Milled

“A line has no parallel because it is itself the parallel.”
― RJ Clawson

“A child of repeated infinity.”
― RJ Clawson

“Every day I wake up in a parallel universe.”
― Steven Magee

“Have I been lobotomized or am I in a parallel universe?”
― Steven Magee

“I am a believer in the parallel spiritual universe.”
― Steven Magee

“In a parallel universe you and I are for each other forever!”
― Avijeet Das, Why the Silhouette?