Quotes of All Topics . Occasions . Authors
Writing is almost a place of dreams for me, and I don't have to give up anything to do it.
My job is writing for people to enjoy and then writing about a broader and a deeper world.
I use the city because it saves time, I don't have to do a lot of research on the setting.
Even the God of Calvin never judged anyone as harshly as married couples judge each other.
I picked up the writing on the very day he died. It was the only consolation I could find.
I started writing short fiction very briefly, as I imagine is the case for some novelists.
I think the least important thing about science fiction for me is its predictive capacity.
I'm not a critic so much of my own writing. People must make up their own minds over that.
Literature is composed of quarter truths, and the quarters are often spent on penny candy.
I love sports, as all Bostonians seem to. I love books and movies, as all writers seem to.
Tis not the dying for a faith that's so hard... 'Tis the living up to it that's difficult.
Titles are abolished; and the American Republic swarms with men claiming and bearing them.
You were given the power to love in order to use it, no matter what pain it may cause you.
I think all writers write for an audience. There is no such thing as writing for yourself.
Then he gave her a kiss on the forehead that felt like a baptism and she wept like a baby.
Let us not forget: The Palestinians in Gaza are our permanent neighbors, and we are theirs.
I have a dreadful fear that the more you try to prevent revealing the self the more you do.
No one expected the preacher's daughter to sin, but they sure would love to catch me at it.
Identifying pain in others was easy for me. I was drawn to it in some strange perverse way.
For the first time, the object of what I want is more important than fulfilling my desires.
There's too much tendency to attribute to God the evils that man does of his own free will.
It's astonishing in this world how things don't turn out at all the way you expect them to.
... but it is human to be outraged by injustice, even to the point of courting destruction!
It is not what we have but what we do with what we have that constitutes the value of life.
Maybe some love was guaranteed. Maybe it fit inside you and around you like skin and bones.
My grief was cold. It was nothing to share. It was nothing to speak about, nothing to feel.
Sally...can no longer think of love as a reality, or even as a possibility, however remote.
I read "The Group" by Mary McCarthy. It had tons of sex in it, or so I thought at the time.
Once you want something, everything changes. Now I want everything. More and more and more.
To forgive freely, is what we owe to our enemy; to forget not, is what we owe to ourselves.
It is, perhaps, better to be valued as an object of passion than never to be valued at all.
Increase of love brings increase of happiness, when it is mutual, and pure as that will be.
I'm human, you're human, let me greet your humanness. Let's be people together for a while.
I've known for years that resentments don't hurt the person we resent, but they do hurt us.
Peace is joy at rest. Joy is peace on its feet. quoting her pastor in Salon, April 25, 2003
Men who can succeed in deceiving no one else, will succeed at last in deceiving themselves.
Alice wonders if other women in the middle of the night have begun to resent their Formica.
Those quotations were really quite obscure. Anyone can see that he is a very well read man.
Medicine cabinets are dangerous. Those doors, man. They'll just spring on you like a ninja.
Anyone that goes to battle goes to battle knowing the mindset and tactics of their enemies.
I sometimes think we must be all mad and that we shall wake to sanity in strait-waistcoats.
Writing a novel is not method acting and I find it easy to step out of it at cocktail hour.
There’s no use in denying it: this has been a bad week. I’ve started drinking my own urine.
. . . besides love, independence of thought is the greatest gift an adult can give a child.
Innocents, the meat in a ghastly sandwich between an uncaring society and a vengeful state.
There is still need to think and plan, but on a different scale, and along different lines.
The very nature of Joy makes nonsense of our common distinction between having and wanting.
In God there is no hunger that needs to be filled, only plenteousness that desires to give.
Without the aid of trained emotions the intellect is powerless against the animal organism.
If only this toothache would go away, I could write another chapter on the problem of pain.