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But to do its noticing and judging, poetry balances itself on the pinprick of the moment. Slowing down, stopping yourself completely, to read and understand a poem is like trying to acquire an old-fashioned skill.... Ian Mcewan
The years roll on and life seems like this more and more, that choices don't really exit in the way I thought they would when I was a child and expected the regal power of adulthood to provide clarity and insight. Scott Turow
What do we talk about? Just ordinary things. What happened today, or books we've read, or tomorrow's weather, you know. Don't tell me you're wondering if people jump to their feet and shout stuff like 'It'll rain tomorrow if a polar bear eats the stars tonight! Haruki Murakami
A man is likely to mind his own business when it is worth minding. When it is not, he takes his mind off his own meaningless affairs by minding other people's business. Eric Hoffer
Ash, ash —- You poke and stir. Flesh, bone, there is nothing there—— A cake of soap, A wedding ring, A gold filling. Herr God, Herr Lucifer Beware Beware. Out of the ash I rise with my red hair And I eat men like air. Sylvia Plath
No matter how dreary and gray our homes are, we people of flesh and blood would rather live there than in any other country, be it ever so beautiful. There is no place like home. L. Frank Baum
Scott Turow quote: "It was something like stirring concrete with my eyelashes."
It was something like stirring concrete with my eyelashes. Scott Turow
Alice Hoffman quote: "Crying wasn't like riding a bike. Give it up, and you quickly..."
Crying wasn't like riding a bike. Give it up, and you quickly forget how it's done. Alice Hoffman
It is often said that the invention of terrible weapons of destruction will put an end to war. That is an error. As the means of extermination are improved, the means of reducing men who hold the state conception of life to submission can be improved to correspond. They may slaughter them by thousands, by millions, they may tear them to pieces, still they will march to war like senseless cattle. Some will want beating to make them move, others will be proud to go if they are allowed to wear a... Leo Tolstoy
F. Scott Fitzgerald quote: "I like France, where everybody thinks he's Napoleon--down here..."
I like France, where everybody thinks he's Napoleon--down here everybody thinks he's Christ. F. Scott Fitzgerald
What kind of world does one see when one experiences it from the point of view of two and not one? What is the world like when it is experienced, developed and lived from the point of view of difference and not identity? That is what I believe love to be. Alain Badiou
Jean-Paul Sartre quote: "Nothingness lies coiled in the heart of being - like a worm."
Nothingness lies coiled in the heart of being - like a worm. Jean-Paul Sartre
But don't you see, all human decisions are made like this. Do you think the mother knows what will happen to the child in her womb? Dear God, we are lost, I tell you. What does it matter if you give it to me and it's wrong! There is no wrong! There is only desperation, and I would have it! I want to live forever with you. Anne Rice
We made mad loveshadow loverandom loveand abandoned love.Accidentally like a martyr.The hurt gets worse, and the heart gets harder. Warren Zevon
The world that was not mine yesterday now lies spread out at my feet, a splendor. I seem, in the middle of the night, to have returned to the world of apples, the orchards of Heaven. Perhaps I should take my problems to a shrink, or perhaps I should enjoy the apples that I have, streaked with color like the evening sky. John Cheever

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