C.B. > C.B.'s Quotes

“Writing is like a raft with a slow leak; sometimes it floats, sometimes it doesn't.”
― CB Smith

“Love is a cowboy's hardest ride.”
― CB Smith

“Love is like quicksand; once you're in it's difficult to get out.”
― CB Smith

“Ignorance is bliss until one confronts it.”
― CB Smith

“Apathy is the greatest evil.”
― CB Smith

“Believing is seeing.”
― CB Smith

“I see, said the blind man.”
― CB Smith

“Woman is the guiding spirit of man.”
― CB Smith

“Life is a miracle far beyond our limited understanding.”
― C.B. Smith

“If one doubts the existence of miracles one should open one's eyes and look around. Like an obedient pup they want only of notice.”
― C.B. Smith

“Slavery, like energy, does not disappear; it only changes from one form into another.”
― C.B. Smith

“The din of corporate avarice is a blister boil on the buttocks of humanity.”
― C.B. Smith

“Woman is the slave of the world.”
― C.B. Smith

“What is better than wisdom? Woman. And what is better than a good woman? Nothing.”
― Geoffrey Chaucer

“ I think of the chimp, the one with the talking hands.
In the course of the experiment, that chimp had a baby. Imagine how her trainers must have thrilled when the mother, without prompting, began to sign her newborn.
Baby, drink milk.
Baby, play ball.
And when the baby died, the mother stood over the body, her wrinkled hands moving with animal grace, forming again and again the words: Baby, come hug, Baby come hug, fluent now in the language of grief.”
― Amy Hempel, The Collected Stories

“I think you would like Warren. He drinks Courvoisier in a Coke can, and has a laugh like you'd find in a cartoon bubble.”
― Amy Hempel, The Collected Stories

“Just once in my life--oh, when have I ever wanted anything just once in my life?”
― Amy Hempel, The Dog of the Marriage: Stories

“Let us begin this letter, this prelude to an encounter, formally, as a declaration, in the old-fashioned way: I love you. You do not know me (although you have seen me, smiled at me). I know you (although not so well as I would like. I want to be there when your eyes flutter open in the morning, and you see me, and you smile. Surely this would be paradise enough?). So I do declare myself to you now, with pen set to paper. I declare it again: I love you.”
― Neil Gaiman