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  • #1
    “Scott glanced at his watch but didn't register what it said. The notion of time had become as absurd as the quietly glowing trees.”
    R.D. Ronald, The Elephant Tree

  • #2
    Paul Auster
    “Reading was my escape and my comfort, my consolation, my stimulant of choice: reading for the pure pleasure of it, for the beautiful stillness that surrounds you when you hear an author's words reverberating in your head.”
    Paul Auster, The Brooklyn Follies

  • #3
    Jack Kerouac
    “I want to work in revelations, not just spin silly tales for money. I want to fish as deep down as possible into my own subconscious in the belief that once that far down, everyone will understand because they are the same that far down.”
    Kerouac

  • #4
    Jim Thompson
    “Dad always said that he had enough trouble sorting the fiction out of so-called facts, without reading fiction. He always said that science was already too muddled without trying to make it jibe with religion. He said those things, but he also said that science itself could be a religion, that a broad mind was always in danger of becoming narrow.”
    Jim Thompson, The Killer Inside Me

  • #5
    Megan Abbott
    “That night in my apartment, and other nights, too, burrowed under the covers, I watch the shadows on the wall and think of meeting men, meeting men like in movies, and meeting men like Alice and her mysterious friends seem to - seem to at least in Alice’s stories - men met on buses between stops, in the frozen foods aisle, at Woolworth’s when buying a spool of thread, at the newsstand, perusing Look, in hotel lobbies, at supper clubs, while hailing cabs or looking in shop windows. Men with smooth felt hats and pencil mustaches, men with Arrow shirts and shiny hair, men eager to rush ahead for the doors and to steady your arm as you step over a wet patch on the road, men with umbrellas just when you need them, men who hold you up with a firm grip as the bus lurches before you can reach a seat, men with flickering eyes who seem to know just which coat you are trying to reach off the rack in the coffee shop, men with smooth cheeks smelling of tangy lime aftershave who would order you a gin and soda before you even knew you wanted one.”
    Megan Abbott, Die a Little

  • #6
    Craig Clevenger
    “منذ اول يوم رأيتها عرفت انها هي ..
    إذ نظرت لعيني وابتسمت
    لأن شفتيها كانتا بلون الورد
    الذي ينمو عبر النهر .. أحمر .. متوحشا ..

    ـــــ نيك كيف”
    Craig Clevenger, Dermaphoria

  • #7
    William Golding
    “Some things need no study, no learning, no repetition in pursuit of memory. They burn themselves into the eye and can be examined ever after in minute detail. Moreover it is their nature - as we cannot even think, without leaving a mark somewhere on the cosmos - to bring with them their own inescapable interpretation.”
    William Golding, The Pyramid

  • #8
    Dennis Cooper
    “Dan thought of love as defined by books, cobwebbed and hidden from view by the past. Too bad a love like that didn't actually exist. In the twentieth century one had to fake it.”
    Dennis Cooper, Closer

  • #9
    Arthur Koestler
    “Had not history always been an inhumane, unscrupulous builder, mixing its mortar of lies, blood and mud?”
    Arthur Koestler

  • #10
    Author Harold Phifer
    “Next, the secretary advised me to take a seat while she notified the headmaster of my arrival. During those dreadful moments I did everything I could to remain calm. Nervously, I kept patting my foot to the floor and heard each and every tap. Suddenly, shouts of extreme havoc rung out just like the other times! “Oh God no! Jesus, please help me Lawd! I got you, Sir, I got you,” were screams filling the airwaves. The door opened and a battered female raced rightpast me with her hands covering her face. She kept mumbling phrases that shouldn’t be repeated by innocent lips. I couldn’t believe those disgusting words coming out of her baby-sized mouth.
    Then damn, another nightmare was possibly moments away. I needed an out and fast. Fearing for my life, I formulated my plan of action. Right before Principal Shellshock steadies his paddle, I was going to blow out all the gas I reserved in my little butt. I was never a fan of the fart game, but I was scheming like a veteran. That’s all I had, and it was my “A game.” My intentions were to rip a good hard one that opens my belt, ruffles my pants, and sends my new shoes flyingacross the room. Then all options would be left to the principal. He could chance tearing into me and losing a lung or take cover and let me go. Punishing me will become a hazard to his health.
    For the moment, I felt really good about that notion. I didn’t have much else to cling to, but I was dangerously packing breakfast from Aunt Kathy. Yes, I was sure my stink bomb defense would win that day. According to past reports, I would be the first and only kid at Mitchell Memorial to get on the scoreboard against the headmaster. Make that, Hal “1” and Principal Shell Shock “0.”
    Harold Phifer, My Bully, My Aunt, & Her Final Gift

  • #11
    Max Nowaz
    “You shall address me as ‘My Dearest’,’ he repeated in a mocking voice, trying to copy her tone. ‘You will forget all about this conversation when you leave this room.’ It was interesting that tone; it had a sort of hypnotising ring to it.”
    Max Nowaz, The Three Witches and the Master

  • #12
    Michael G. Kramer
    “Captain Scultetus said, “Sir, I am the commander of the Swakopmund Coast Guard. My name and rank  are Captain Oskar Scultetus! I respectfully beg you not to open fire upon my city!”
    Michael G. Kramer, His Forefathers and Mick

  • #13
    Steven Decker
    “We theorize that if these disruptions continue to happen, eventually the separate realities will begin to compete with our primary reality for dominance, and there will end up being no safe reality to live in.”
    Steven Decker, The Balance of Time

  • #14
    Sara Pascoe
    “I have decided it's my mind that's woman. It's my narrator. It's my relationship to myself, and oddly, nothing at all to do with my body.”
    Sara Pascoe

  • #15
    Robert         Reid
    “6. Before there was any more discussion Fowler pulled his long knife from his belt and prised open the lid of the chest. There was a gasp of astonishment from the company. Where there should have been clothes, there was the Empress Sylva, curled up in a foetal position. She cursed. So near, but still so far.”
    Robert Reid, The Empress

  • #16
    Dawn Chalker
    “I think about my sister, Becca, a lot.  We didn’t always agree about things, but she was always there for me when I needed her.  I thought she would outlive me, that she would always be here.”
    Dawn Chalker, Lost and Found

  • #17
    “I knew exactly what kind of effort I was going to need to get where I wanted to go.”
    Vernon Davis

  • #18
    “Rather than get hung up on theological debates, why don’t we focus on the depraved state of the people who need freedom? While debates rage, the devil is laughing as people stay in bondage.”
    Kathryn Krick, Unlock Your Deliverance: Keys to Freedom From Demonic Oppression

  • #19
    “After a week he was moved to a different wing and into a shared six-by-eight with a grizzled old con called Alf. He had faded tattoos that stained most of the visible skin on his hands, arms and neck a dull blue, sharp eyes and a thick beard that made his mouth look like an axe wound on a bear.”
    R.D. Ronald, The Zombie Room

  • #20
    Erich Segal
    “I wanted to keep looking at her because I wanted to never take my eyes from her, but still I had to
    lower my eyes, I was so ashamed that even now Jenny was reading my mind so perfectly.
    'Listen, that's the only goddamn thing I'm asking, Ollie. Otherwise, I know you'll be okay.' That thing in my gut was stirring again, so I was afraid to even speak the word 'okay.' I just
    looked mutely at Jenny.”
    Erich Segal, Love Story

  • #21
    Sue Monk Kidd
    “I can't think of anything I'd rather have more than somebody lovin' me.”
    Sue Monk Kidd, The Secret Life of Bees

  • #22
    Diana Gabaldon
    “They’re only Scotch pearls,” he said, apologetically, “but they look bonny on you.” His fingers lingered a moment on my neck. “Those were your mother’s pearls!” said Dougal, glowering at the necklace. “Aye,” said Jamie calmly, “and now they’re my wife’s. Shall we go?”
    Diana Gabaldon, Outlander

  • #23
    Nicole Krauss
    “The oldest emotion in the world may be that of being moved; but to describe it-just to name it-must have been like trying to catch something invisible.”
    Nicole Krauss, The History of Love

  • #24
    Tracy Chevalier
    “I had not thought I would learn something from a maid,” he said at last.”
    Tracy Chevalier, Girl with a Pearl Earring

  • #25
    Abraham Lincoln
    “Folks are usually about as happy as they make their minds up to be.”
    Abraham Lincoln



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