Quotes of All Topics . Occasions . Authors
The mind is a complex and many-layered thing, Potter... or at least, most minds are.
Instead (Harry) contented himself with scrawling a note to Ron: Let's do it tonight.
Next time there’s a ball, ask me before someone else does, and not as a last resort!
Laugh, I Nearly Died," Andrew answers. "You've probably never heard that one before.
I'll call you," Manny said. "You do that, my man. You frickin' do that." -Manny to V
The fact was I had the vision... I think everyone has... what we lack is the method.
There is universal substance which is divine substance because where else can it be?
I would never never read a work of fiction and want to know about the person's life.
The American ideal is, after all, that everyone should be as much alike as possible.
Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world a mother's love is not.
I have left my book, I have left my room, For I heard you singing Through the gloom.
They are much to be pitied who have not been given a taste for nature early in life.
I will not say that your mulberry trees are dead; but I am afraid they're not alive.
Everybody likes to go their own way–to choose their own time and manner of devotion.
To begin perfect happiness at the respective ages of 26 and 18 is to do pretty well.
Trusting that you will some time or other do me greater justice than you can do now.
A sick child is always the mother's property; her own feelings generally make it so.
The desire to write a novel is the single required prerequisite for writing a novel.
The industrial age had only just begun; the planet had reached its Best Before date.
If you give children the freedom to do very little, quite a lot will do very little.
The essence of a novelist is to invent things and speak the truth, at the same time.
The time for reasoning is past; now's the time to get steamed up and fight like mad.
A wife loves out of duty, and duty leads to constraint, and constraint kills desire.
If I was bound for hell, let it be hell. No more false heaven. No more damned magic.
If you want a girl to like you, you have to listen like a woman and love like a man.
I celebrate my blackness. I love the artistic vibrancy of the culture I was born to.
One of the ways my first novel failed was that I was too in love with my characters.
Marxism has not only failed to promote human freedom, it has failed to produce food.
What's the use, there never was a woman living who could understand political ideas.
The most important questions in life can never be answered by anyone except oneself.
No amount of reading and intelligent deduction could supplant the direct experience.
The value of a sentiment is the amount of sacrifice you are prepared to make for it.
…there was no more safety to be found in love than there was to be found in a virus.
When Jack Burns needed to hold his mother's hand, his fingers could see in the dark.
Dreams come true; without that possibility, nature would not incite us to have them.
The inner spaces that a good story lets us enter are the old apartments of religion.
Figure out where you're going before you go there: he was told that a long time ago.
Baseball skills schizophrenically encompass a pitcher's, a batter's and a fielder's.
I seem to have this need to belong to some church. I get worried on Sunday mornings.
It is not the criminals who arouse the hatred of others, but the men who are honest.
A novel should be an experience and convey an emotional truth rather than arguments.
Before all masters, necessity is the one most listened to, and who teaches the best.
I wasn't entirely sure, but a polite John Pritkin might be a sign of the apocalypse.
It's okay. You aren't my type. What's your type? Someone who gets into less trouble.
This was Dante's. Crazy was what we had for breakfast when we ran out of Corn Flakes
Free and fair access to books - to reading - is a right and one we should fight for.
Pretty things will swarm you like that, like your heart was a hive of electric bees.
In a fight, you don't need much context for drama. You watch a fight, and that's it.
Writing fiction is the act of weaving a series of lies to arrive at a greater truth.
I do live with the very real possibility that we don't have endless stories to tell.