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For the record, I don't expect you to believe any of this. Not really. I'm a liar by trade, after all; albeit, I like to think, an honest liar. Neil Gaiman
I desire that there may be as many different persons in the world as possible; but I would have each one be very careful to find out and pursue his own way, and not his father's or his mother's or his neighbor's instead. The youth may build or plant or sail, only let him not be hindered from doing that which he tells me he would like to do. Henry David Thoreau
It was like rising slowly out of a pink cloud, or a magnificent dream which, try as you might, drains out of your mind as the daylight shuffles in, leaving a terrible sense of loss; nothing, you know instinctively, nothing you're going to experience for the rest of the day is going to be one half as good as that dream. Terry Prachett
George R. R. Martin quote: "Cunt again? It was odd how men like Suggs used that word to..."
Cunt again? It was odd how men like Suggs used that word to demean women when it was the only part of a woman they valued. George R. R. Martin
The sages have a hundred maps to give. That trace their crawling cosmos like a tree. They rattle reason out through many a sieve. That stores the sand but lets the gold go free. And all these things are less than dust to me. Because my name is Lazarus and I live. Gilbert K. Chesterton
The work of preservation demands that the feelings playing about in one's guts not be turned into action. Just watch their passing like cherry blossoms. Maxine Hong Kingston
I like one hair, tuna fish, the smell of rain and things that are pink. I hate pimples, baked potatoes, when my mother's mad, and religious holidays. Judy Blume
Down you go, but all the while you feel suspended and buoyed as you somersault in slow motion like a somnolent tumbler pigeon, and sprawl supine on the eiderdown of the air, or lazily turn to embrace your pillow, enjoying every last instant of soft, deep, death-padded life, with the earth’s green see-saw now above, now below, and the voluptuous crucifixion, as you stretch yourself in the growing rush, in the nearing swish, and then your loved body’s obliteration in the Lap of the Lord. Vladimir Nabokov
Don’t get too hung up on working with any one person, because it’s like a game of checkers where dudes are hopping over one another all the time, shouting, “King me, motherfucker!” It’s checkers, yo. But with a lot of money at stake. Ice T
Wallace Stegner quote: "Our last impression of her as she turned the corner was that..."
Our last impression of her as she turned the corner was that smile, flung backward like a handful of flowers. Wallace Stegner
I should like to write my books only for the dear person who lies awake reading in bed until page last, then lets the open book fall gently on her face, to touch her smile or drink her tears. Barbara Kingsolver
Mia Hamm quote: "My coach said I ran like a girl, I said if he could run a..."
My coach said I ran like a girl, I said if he could run a little faster he could too Mia Hamm
I really do believe that there are those who would like and trust me better if they saw me weeping into a whisky, making a fool of myself, getting aggressive, maudlin and drunkenly out of control. I have never found those states in others anything other than tiring, awkward, embarrassing and fantastically dull, but I am quite sure that people would cherish a view of me in that condition at least once in a while. Stephen Fry
And it came to me then. That we were wonderful travelling companions, but in the end no more than lonely lumps of metal on their own separate orbits. From far off they look like beautiful shooting stars, but in reality they're nothing more than prisons, where each of us is locked up alone, going nowhere Haruki Murakami
This will not do,' he said to himself. 'If I go on like this I shall become a crazy fool. This must stop! I promised the doctor I would not take tea. Faith, he was pretty right! My nerves must have been getting in a queer state. Funny I did not notice it. I never felt better in my life. However it is all right now, and I shall not be such a fool again.' Then he mixed himself a good stiff glass of brandy and water and resolutely sat down to his work. Bram Stoker

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