Balloons Quotes

“Listen, kid. This is what happens: Somebody-girl usually-got a free spirit, doesn't get on too good with her parents. These kids, they're like tied-down helium balloons. They strain against the string and strain against it, and then something happens, and that string gets cut, and they just fly away. And maybe you never see the balloon again. It lands in Canada or somethin', gets work at a restaurant, and before the balloon even notices, it's been pouring coffee in that same dinner to the same sad bastards for thirty years. Or maybe three or four years from now or three or four days from now, the prevailing winds take the balloon back home, because it needs money, or it sobered up, or it misses its kid brother. But listen, kid, that string gets cut all the time."
"Yeah, bu-"

"I'm not finished, kid. The thing about these balloons is that there are so goddamned many of them. The sky is choked full of them, rubbing up against one another as they float to here or from there, and every one of those damned balloons ends up on my desk, one way or another, and after awhile a man can get discouraged. Everywhere the balloons, and each of them with a mother and father, or God forbid both, and after a while, you can't even see'em individually. You look up at all the balloons in the sky and you can see all of the balloons, but you cannot see any one balloon.”
― John Green, Paper Towns

“But once that string gets cut, kid, you can't uncut it. Do you get what I'm saying?”
― John Green, Paper Towns

“When some name dropping and eye-rolling chin-strokers are trying to snow us under with an avalanche of swollen narratives, we must never resist puncturing the blown-up balloons of their twisted too-good-to-be-true stories. The sound of bursting balloons may, then, ring like ravishing music in the ears.("Could the milk man be the devil?" )”
― Erik Pevernagie

“Half of this story is true and the other half might very well have happened.”
― William Pène du Bois, The Twenty-One Balloons

“These kids, they're like tied-down helium balloons. They strain against the string and strain against it, and then something happens, and that string gets cut, and they just float away. (...) But once that string gets cut, kid, you can't uncut it.”
― John Green, Paper Towns

“Being forgiven is like having all the worst bits of yourself stuffed into a balloon and then having that balloon set free.”
― Shannon Wiersbitzky, What Flowers Remember

“The best part of the gospel is you get to take it with you wherever your heart lands.”
― Shannon L. Alder

“When I was a kid, I imagined flying holding balloons”
― Luffina Lourduraj

“You always had it in you to create miracles, but you forgot that it required you to do the opposite of what you are doing now.”
― Shannon L. Alder

“I felt this boy whose name I couldn't be bothered to remember grunting and heaving inside me; I was that empty and that far away. And suddenly I knew what became of all those lost balloons: they were the loves that slipped out of our fists; the blank eyes that rose in every night sky.”
― Jodi Picoult, My Sister’s Keeper

“I am nothing but oxygen and hydrogen, a luminous sphere of plasma held together by helium and gravity, And like a balloon I float on earth, waiting to be released back into the sky, where I will explode into a thousand pieces. I shall leave behind my body, just like air abandons the skin of a shattered balloon, and the magnetic dust that carries my heart and spirit will lift us back to congregate and shine with the stars. Home again, in the fluorescent kingdom of the constellations, I will once again be called by my soul’s true name.”
― Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem

“She likes to write messages on balloons and send them to the sky. She takes out a black Magic Marker and she starts writing on the dozen or so balloons, one for each member of our family who died. She doesn't think she can write well and asks me not to read her notes.

She likes to think they'll soar all the way to heaven. I think she knows they end up tangled in power lines or deflated in a pile of orange leaves in someone's backyard miles away, but I can never bring myself to say that to her. I've often wondered what they must think, those people who find our balloons. I've wondered if they read the messages and understand what they mean.

I remember watching those balloons as a little boy, each fall, wondering if someday I, too, would be nothing but a balloon in the sky, soaring toward the sun until I began to fall slowly back to earth and into the hands of a stranger.”
― Kenny Porpora, The Autumn Balloon

“In depression, buy gas balloons; they would make you feel lighter.”
― Vikrmn, You By You

“I want you to send a hundred red balloons up into the sky every Fourth of July and make everyone who sees them wonder what the story behind them is all about. Let me live on inside of a made up story, Callum Andrew”
― Emalynne Wilder, Infinite Dolls

“For grief has always been so dear to you that you would make me writhing in pain in the brothel of your imaginations than to be playing with a bunch of balloons in the yard where I should have been."
"And may be that's why, you'd rather talk to me about this, than to write a story about me where I could live happily.”
― Sanhita Baruah

“They lived with us. Maybe there were twenty or more. At one time I counted 28.”
― Suzka, Wonders in Dementialand: An Artist's Intimate and Whimsical Account of Dementia, Memory Loss, Caregiving and Dancing Gypsies

“Every little movement has a meaning of its own.
-Tony Sarg”
― Melissa Sweet, Balloons Over Broadway: The True Story of the Puppeteer of Macy's Parade

“Beat inflation, don't buy balloons”
― Benny Bellamacina, You Are Only Limited By Your Own Imagination