Than Quotes (page 537)
I looked at him and did not answer; there flashed through my mind a quick, running picture of all the squalid hovels in which I had lived and it made me feel more than ever a stranger as I stood before him. How could I have told him that I had learned to curse before I had learned to read? How could I have told him that I had been a drunkard at the age of six?
Richard Wright
Maybe some things are better left broken and scattered. Veiled in darkness, secret bitterness and self-doubt. I should have known better. Than to start something that I couldn't finish. That I couldn't care about. That I couldn't remember starting in the first place. I don't want to know you. You went years without me. You might as well keep going.
Henry Rollins
But he hated to be sober. It made him conscious of the people around him, of that air of struggle, of greedy ambition, of hope more sordid than despair, of incessant passage up or dow?. There was kindliness about intoxication? there was the indescribable gloss and glamour it gave, like the memories of ephemeral and faded evenings
F. Scott Fitzgerald
But he had an approved tolerance for others; sometimes wondering, almost with envy, at the high pressure of spirits involved in their misdeeds; and in any extremity inclined to help rather than to reprove. 'I incline to Cain's heresy,' he used to say quaintly: 'I let my brother go to the devil in his own way.
Robert Louis Stevenson
The truth is that wherever you go, people want ideas, want language, want discussion, want space to share and to talk. The Web is great but there is nothing better than people in a room together. I used to be a bit dubious about all these literary festivals happening all the time, but this last visit to Sydney has convinced me of how important, and necessary they are. There is a collective hunger for real things? a kind of self-administered antidote to consumerism and spin. Yes, people spend...
Jeanette Winterson
I think we should sometimes read stories where everything's different from our world, don't you agree? There's nothing's like it for teaching us to wonder why trees are green and not red, and why we have five fingers rather than six.'--spoken by The Bluejay, aka Mo the Bookbinder, from 'Inkdeath
Cornelia Funke