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Think of it like running down a slope. If you attempt to slow down and choose your steps, you’re bound to trip up and stumble.
Artists see the world in a very different way than everyone else, and it's important when the artist points a lens at the law.
Those are terrible people who don't like Glenn Gould... I will have nothing to do with such people, they are dangerous people.
...she moved about in a mental cloud of many-coloured idealities, which eclipsed all sinister contingencies by its brightness.
Perhaps this is our strange and haunting paradox here in America - that we are fixed and certain only when we are in movement.
Everyone feels that void. Everyone who has the balls to look inside themselves, anyway. It's what life's all about.. A search.
Look forward to the wonderment of growing up, raising a family and driving by the gas station where the popular kids now work.
Black boys became criminalized. I was in constant dread for their lives, because they were targets everywhere. They still are.
No gasp at a miracle that is truly miraculous because the magic lies in the fact that you knew it was there for you all along.
When am I happy and when am I sad and what is the difference? What do I need to know to stay alive? What is true in the world?
I don't think I knew any of my father's friends - male friends - by their real names. I remember them only by their nicknames.
One ought to have the right to have a secret and to spring it as a surprise. But if you live inside a family you have neither.
Now she looks pale and small, but her eyes make me think of wide- open skies that I have never actually seen, only dreamed of.
I point at a window to my left, and it explodes. Particles of glass rain over us. ‘You’ll have to do better than that,' I say.
What is normal? Normal is only ordinary; mediocre. Life belongs to the rare, exceptional individual who dares to be different.
The lines we draw that make us who we are are potent by virtue of being non-negotiable, and even, at some level, indefensible.
There are as many kinds of love as there are flowers and bugs put together but men and women and their needs are all the same.
Young lovers see a vision of the world redeemed by love. That is the truest thing they ever see, for without it life is death.
A man who does not ask to much become the promise of his land. His marriage married to his place, he waits and does not stray.
He lost himself in a maze of thoughts that were rendered vague by his lack of words to express them. Frowning, he tried again.
Even if you got rid of paper, you would still have story-tellers. In fact, you had the story-tellers before you had the paper.
You can write a great book and be ignored. Literary history is full of classics that were under-appreciated in their own time.
We can't all be lions in this world. There must be some lambs, harmless, kindly, gregarious creatures for eating and shearing.
We know that Heaven chastens those whom it loves best; being pleased by repeated trials, to make . . . pure spirits more pure.
Charlotte, having seen his body Borne before her on a shutter, Like a well-conducted person, Went on cutting bread and butter.
I prefer cats to people, for the most part. Most people aren't cute at all, and if they are cute they very rapidly outgrow it.
I miss you so much your absence causes me, at times, accute pain. I don't mean sexually. I mean in connection with my writing.
You see, control can never be a means to any practical end...It can never be a means to anything but more control...like junk.
The vast number of photographers, feeding on anything visible, overgraze the landscape the way cattle overgraze their pasture.
You are mine. Do you hear me? You are mine, Della Sloane. I will take care of you. Nothing is taking you away from me. Nothing.
Whatever we had is over. It died the minute I walked downstairs and realized the world I'd always known was a lie.- Blaire Wynn
If you haven't read 'In The Morning I'll Be Gone', I reckon it's a pretty good place to start if you're new to me and my books.
Never go back to a place where you have been happy. Until you do it remains alive for you. If you go back it will be destroyed.
I know there's a proverb which that says 'To err is human,' but a human error is nothing to what a computer can do if it tries.
Sometimes I feel sure he is as mad as a hatter and then, just as he is at his maddest, I find there is a method in his madness.
Yes, you live with your feet in the mud and there's no time to be thinking about how you got in or how you're going to get out.
In every life there is one particular event that is decisive for the entire person-for his fate, his convictions, his passions.
Waking was the most reliable part of a dream, as built into dreams as death is to life. You dream, you wake: you live, you die.
I'm always pushing back against the last thing I did in some way, and some of that is restlessness and a sense of limited time.
It was a great escape for me and it was a way to take a break from what was going on in my own world, to go into another world.
The beauty of dystopia is that it lets us vicariously experience future worlds - but we still have the power to change our own.
In a world in which everything is subject to the passing of time, art alone is both subject to time and yet victorious over it.
The truth has to be unveiled. If the West insists, if it keeps pushing, the battles have to be fought. And they will be fought.
The urge is always with me to retouch yesterday's canvas with today's paintbrush and cover the things that fill me with regret.
I don't read literary blogs. I used to read them, but it was upsetting when they would talk, in a snarky way, about my friends.
it is rather depressing to think that one will still be oneself when one is dead, but I dare say one won't be so critical then.
It is a woman's nature to be constant - to love one and one only, blindly, tenderly, and for ever - bless them, dear creatures!
I'm not going to change the way people think about me, but I can say you know what? I'm not going to carry that in my backpack.
I could become like that dyslexic agnostic in the old joke - the one who lies in bed and tries to figure out if his dog exists.
It is easy to love one's enemy when one is making fine speeches; but so difficult to do so in the actual everyday work of life.