Death has this much to be said for it: You don't have to get out of bed for it. Wherever you happen to be They bring it to you—free.

Immigration, a lexicon. You're a 'migrant' when you're very poor; 'immigrant' when you're not so poor; and 'expat' when you're rich.

I see history as really cyclical in terms of the intense idealism, and the desire to create a better life outside of societal norms.

I am positive I have a soul; nor can all the books with which materialists have pestered the world ever convince me to the contrary.

I am persuaded ... that both man and woman bear pain or sorrow, (and, for aught I know, pleasure too) best in a horizontal position.

In order to be a good writer, you've got to be a bad boss. Self-discipline and stamina are the two major arms in a writer's arsenal.

It's kind of funny that I've been branded as the empathy lady when, really, what I'm doing is questioning and interrogating empathy.

I've stayed in houses that were in the country, and in England, but I'm still not sure that I've stayed in an English country house.

Josh speculated about the hypothetical contents of an imaginary porn magazine for intelligent trees that would be entitled Enthouse.

My head was a desolate place and as barren as the bare hills of Le Marche. Until I began to build in it, only vultures nested there.

I have never voted in my life... I have always known and understood that the idiots are in a majority so it's certain they will win.

Never believe straight off in a man's unhappiness. Ask him if he can still sleep. If the answer's "yes," all's well. That is enough.

Girls are so queer you never know what they mean. They say No when they mean Yes, and drive a man out of his wits for the fun of it.

I'd rather see you poor men's wives, if you were happy, beloved, contented, than queen's on thrones, without self-respect and peace.

The mere possession of a gun is, in itself, an urge to kill, not only by design, but by accident, by madness, by fright, by bravado.

The patience and the humility of the face she loved so well was a better lesson to Jo than the wisest lecture, the sharpest reproof.

All is fish that comes to the literary net. Goethe puts his joys and sorrows into poems, I turn my adventures into bread and butter.

People from the rest of the state tend to hate Phoenix, with that typical resentment of the boroughs and the towns for the big city.

In 'For Whom the Bell Tolls,' Hemingway cozies up to revolution by romanticizing it (and not only with those execrable love scenes).

At the heart of our friendly or purely social relations, there lurks a hostility momentarily cured but recurring by fits and starts.

The inertia of the mind urges it to slide down the easy slope of imagination, rather than to climb the steep slope of introspection.

I had spent my whole life feeling homesick. The only difference between the two of us was that I didn't know what or where home was.

I attribute my good fortune to the simple fact that I have always tried to write straight from my own heart to the hearts of others.

... but it's your existence I love you for, mainly. Existence seems to me now the most remarkable thing that could ever be imagined.

The Germans sell chemical weapons to Iran and Iraq. The wounded are then sent to Germany to be treated. Veritable human guinea pigs.

You draw the character from all angles - side, profile, back, etc. so the animator has this character in all the ways it looks like.

To idealize: all writing is a campaign against cliché. Not just clichés of the pen but clichés of the mind and clichés of the heart.

She was not sorry. And if it was the wine telling her that, then she would tell the wine the same thing tomorrow. She was not sorry.

Where is delight? and what are pleasures now?-Moths that a garment fret.The world is turned memorial, crying, "ThouShalt not forget!

My candle was nearly burnt out, when, by the glimmer of the half-extinguished light, I saw the dull yellow eye of the creature open.

So many nurses had turned into emotionally disturbed handmaidens of the war, in their yellow-and-crimson uniforms with bone buttons.

No fathers or mothers think their own children ugly; and this self-deceit is yet stronger with respect to the offspring of the mind.

At this the duchess, laughing all the while, said: "Sancho Panza is right in all he has said, and will be right in all he shall say.

Cure yourself of the inclination to bother about how you look to other people. Be concerned only . . . with the idea God has of you.

A sudden cloud formation of birds was swallowed up by the moon, and he was just as suddenly penned in by four walls-the demons' pen.

A man--poet, prophet, or whatever be may be--readily persuades himself of his right to all the worship that is voluntarily tendered.

Mom says it's because she has PMS. Do you even know what that means? "I'm not a little kid anymore. It means pissed-at- men syndrome

Every couple has ups and downs, every couple argues, and that’s the thing—you’re a couple, and couples can’t function without trust.

I read over a hundred books a year and have done so since I was fifteen years old, and every book I've read has taught me something.

All he knew was that they fit somehow, and that he felt as if he spent most of his life traveling a path that led inexorably to her.

Deep in her heart, she wasn't sure she deserved to be happy, nor did she believe that she was worthy of someone who seemed...normal.

I want her to be smart and kind... and I want you to fall in love with her, because you shouldn't spend the rest of your life alone.

As they spoke, the only thing I could think about was that scene from Julius Caesar where Brutus stabs him in the back. Et tu, Eric?

It's a mystery of human chemistry and I don't understand it, some people, as far as their senses are concerned, just feel like home.

I had a quick grasp of the secret to sanity, it had become the ability to hold the maximum of impossible combinations in one's mind.

Writing for a newspaper is like running a revolutionary war. You go to battle not when you are ready, but when action offers itself.

As ten millions of circles can never make a square, so the united voice of myriads cannot lend the smallest foundation to falsehood.

Turks have a dismissive phrase: he works like a clerk. I have turned this insult around: I am proud to say that I work like a clerk.

Sometimes I would see them not as mementos of the blissful hours but as the tangible precious debris of the storm raging in my soul.

So I want to ask you a hypothetical question. My favorite kind. Next to rhetorical ones. I can nap equally well through either kind.

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