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Those writers who lie on the watch for novelty can have little hope of greatness; for great things cannot have escaped former observation.
To what a bad choice is many a worthy woman betrayed, by that false and inconsiderate notion, That a reformed rake makes the best husband!
In twenty-first-century America, our stories have become one and the same: we work to consume, we live to consume, we are what we consume.
Writers have it easy. If you write a bestseller or have your book made into a movie, you'll never have to work again, or so the myth goes.
Events conspired to bring you back to where you'd been. It was what you did then that made all the difference: it was all about potential.
A lot can change between planning something and actually doing it. But maybe all that really matters is that anything is different at all.
I had this wild thought that he was the only one in all this chaos who was just like me, and that was comforting and profound all at once.
Looking at the pond, all I could think was that it is an incredivle thing, how a whole world can rise from what seems like nothing at all.
I realise people exist who don't read. But it's like I knew there were people who didn't breathe or eat: I can't imagine a life like that.
A man may say, "From now on I'm going to speak the truth." But the truth hears him and runs away and hides before he's even done speaking.
The flesh would shrink and go, the blood would dry, but no one believes in his mind of minds or heart of hearts that the pictures do stop.
It is horrible to sit in front of the keyboard and write those scenes because you're losing too. You lose somebody you enjoy working with.
The only hope we have are our bodies. We're all trapped in them and we all hate them, and it's this reason why we're comic and not tragic.
In a post-9/11 world, 'Batman' is less about scaring bad people into the shadows than he is about bringing good people out into the light.
High school wasn't a trial by fire or some ordeal that had to be survived. It was all a big joke. You just had to provide the laugh track.
But you weren't born expecting that kind of beauty in everyone, all the time. You just got programmed into thinking anything else is ugly.
We're so sure of what our unlived lives would have been like that we feel guilty for not living them - for not living up to our potential.
No matter how much the government controls the economic system, any problem will be blamed on whatever small zone of freedom that remains.
Mistakes don't have to define us. They're how we learn and grow. They show us who and what we don't want to be. It's why they're mistakes.
Have you ever heard of feng shui? (Randy) Yeah. It’s the ‘put the mirror on your door and sleep in the right direction’ bullshit. (Steele)
Did they practice looking suspicious in mirrors? Welcome to the United States. Don’t even think about chewing gum the wrong way.’ (Carlos)
They have demons on Antarctica?” “Yeah,” Ash breathed. “It wasn’t always covered by ice, that was just a precaution when they buried them.
Have you ever wanted something that you knew was bad for you? Something that you ached for so much you could think of nothing else? [Wren]
People will knife you in the back for a stinking crumb and then go on with their lives as if you’re nothing but a worthless roach. (Aiden)
It’s a brilliant song! C’mon…’Every day is like survival. You’re my lover, not my rival.’ What could be more meaningful than that? (Jesse)
Actions that sometimes seem mean aren’t. Rather they are done by the ones we love in order to protect us without our knowing it. (Acheron)
Ah, you fight like a sissy demon. (Takeshi) Sissy demon? Have you ever met a sissy demon? (Savitar) I killed three this morning. (Takeshi)
If you leave here, War can find you again. What are you going to do if that happens? (Tory) Leave bloodstains on his best shirt. (Acheron)
What would he imagine next? Little hairy beasties tap-dancing on his sofa, or other fey creatures sneaking up on him in the shower?’ (Syn)
Talon glanced around the loft. It looked as if a bottle of Pepto-Bismol had exploded, or the Cat in the Hat had come for a visit.’ (Talon)
Everyone wants someone they can hold and love. Someone who will be there to help pick up the pieces when everything falls apart. (Acheron)
She doesn’t want me to own her. (Dante) Well, the Simi doesn’t understand that. Owning’s not so bad. I own akri and he kind of fun. (Simi)
You can tell how much someone respects you by how much he respects your opinion. If he doesn't respect your opinion, he won't respect you.
People who want to understand democracy should spend less time in the library with Aristotle and more time on the buses and in the subway.
I went to Istanbul. I spoke to blind people, most of whom had lost their sight suddenly. I asked them to describe the last thing they saw.
The night stared me in the face, amorphous, blind, infinite, without frontiers. Not a single start relieved the darkness behind the glass.
Force, punishment, and violence are patriarchy's answer to conflicts and social problems. Patriarchy finds its ultimate expression in war.
It was Einstein who made the real trouble. He announced in 1905 that there was no such thing as absolute rest. After that there never was.
I like playing a bit of golf. But, if people went around beating people to death with golf clubs, I'd say, 'Ban golf. I'll take up tennis'
Perhaps it is how we are made; perhaps words of truth reach us best through the heart, and stories and songs are the language of the heart
You are...Well, not exactly the love of my life, because I expect to love you for much longer than that. The love of my existence." -Bella
If I was given the choice between having the world back and having you, I wouldn't be able to give you up. Not to save five billion lives.
The boy in the pearl gray suit could have been Jane's twin. His hair was darker, and his lips were not as full, but he was just as lovely.
i want to stay with you." it was easier to say in the darkness, knowing as i spoke my voice would betray me, my hopeless addiction to him.
He didn't ask what I was thinking, which was out of character for him. I guessed that meant that he was just as nervous as I suddenly was.
Each moment of our life, we either invoke or destroy our dreams. We call upon it to become a fact, or we cancel our previous instructions.
It hurts to love. It's like giving yourself to be flayed and knowing that at any moment the other person may just walk off with your skin.
The work of art itself is . . . a vibrant, magical, and exemplary object which returns us to the world in some way more open and enriched.
Why wouldn't you write to escape yourself as much as you might write to express yourself? It's far more interesting to write about others.
When you are writing, you are - from society's point of view - only producing the first version which will then be processed and recycled.