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  • #1
    Gabriel García Márquez
    “During the day, lying down to dream, he would secretly enjoy the memories of the night before. But when she came into the house, merry, indifferent, chatty, he did not have to make any effort to hide his tension, because that woman, whose explosive laugh frightened off the doves, had nothing to do with the invisible power that taught him how to breathe from within and control his heartbeats, and that had permitted him to understand why men are afraid of death.”
    Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

  • #2
    Mikhail Bulgakov
    “But would you kindly ponder this question: What would your good do if
    evil didn't exist, and what would the earth look like if all the shadows
    disappeared? After all, shadows are cast by things and people. Here is the
    shadow of my sword. But shadows also come from trees and living beings.
    Do you want to strip the earth of all trees and living things just because
    of your fantasy of enjoying naked light? You're stupid.”
    Mikhail Bulgakov, The Master and Margarita

  • #3
    Gabriel García Márquez
    “Before reaching the final line, however, he had already understood that he would never leave that room, for it was foreseen that the city of mirrors (or mirages) would be wiped out by the wind and exiled from the memory of men at the precise moment
    when Aureliano Babilonia would finish deciphering the parchments, and that everything written on them was unrepeatable since time immemorial and forever more, because races condemned to one hundred years of solitude did not have a second opportunity on earth.”
    Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

  • #4
    Haruki Murakami
    “Where are you now?’

    Where was I now?

    Gripping the receiver, I raised my hand and turned to see what lay beyond the telephone booth. Where was I now? I had no idea. No idea at all. Where was this place? All that flashed into my eyes were the countless shapes of people walking by to nowhere. Again and again, I called out for Midori from the dead center of this place that was no place.”
    Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

  • #5
    Mikhail Bulgakov
    “But what can be done, the one who loves must share the fate of the one he loves.”
    Mikhail Bulgakov, The Master and Margarita

  • #6
    Gabriel García Márquez
    “Many years later, as he faced the firing squad, Colonel Aureliano Buendía was to remember that distant afternoon when his father took him to discover ice...”
    Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

  • #7
    Gabriel García Márquez
    “It's enough for me to be sure that you and I exist at this moment.”
    Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

  • #8
    Mikhail Bulgakov
    “manuscripts don't burn" - "(рукописи не горят)”
    Mikhail Bulgakov, The Master and Margarita

  • #9
    Gabriel García Márquez
    “He really had been through death, but he had returned because he could not bear the solitude.”
    Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

  • #10
    Isaac Asimov
    “Do you suppose the potter is content with mental creation? Do you suppose the idea is enough?”
    Isaac Asimov, The Rest of the Robots

  • #11
    Isaac Asimov
    “Nobody lives in splendid singleness.”
    Isaac Asimov, The Rest of the Robots

  • #12
    Mikhail Bulgakov
    “Yes, man is mortal, but that would be only half the trouble. The worst of it is that he's sometimes unexpectedly mortal—there's the trick!”
    Mikhail Bulgakov, The Master and Margarita

  • #13
    Mikhail Bulgakov
    “Punch a man on the nose, kick an old man downstairs, shoot somebody or any old thing like that, that’s my job. But argue with women in love—no thank you!”
    Mikhail Bulgakov, The Master and Margarita

  • #14
    Isaac Asimov
    “You see, Peter, machines can't fall in love, but--even when it's hopeless and horrifying--women can!”
    Isaac Asimov

  • #15
    Haruki Murakami
    “Despite your best efforts, people are going to be hurt when it's time for them to be hurt.”
    Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

  • #16
    Mikhail Bulgakov
    “Follow me, reader! Who told you that there is no true, faithful, eternal love in this world! May the liar's vile tongue be cut out! Follow me, my reader, and me alone, and I will show you such a love!”
    Mikhail Bulgakov, The Master and Margarita
    tags: love

  • #17
    Gabriel García Márquez
    “Death really did not matter to him but life did, and therefore the sensation he felt when they gave their decision was not a feeling of fear but of nostalgia.”
    Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

  • #18
    Mikhail Bulgakov
    “You're not Dostoevsky,' said the citizeness, who was getting muddled by Koroviev. Well, who knows, who knows,' he replied.
    'Dostoevsky's dead,' said the citizeness, but somehow not very confidently.
    'I protest!' Behemoth exclaimed hotly. 'Dostoevsky is immortal!”
    Mikhail Bulgakov, The Master and Margarita

  • #19
    Sherwood Anderson
    “Love is like a wind stirring the grass beneath trees on a black night,' he had said. 'You must not try to make love definite. It is the divine accident of life. If you try to be definite and sure about it and to live beneath the trees, where soft night winds blow, the long hot day of disappointment comes swiftly and the gritty dust from passing wagons gathers upon lips inflamed and made tender by kisses.”
    Sherwood Anderson, Winesburg, Ohio

  • #20
    Sherwood Anderson
    “In that high place in the darkness the two oddly sensitive human atoms held each other tightly and waited. In the mind of each was the same thought. "I have come to this lonely place and here is this other," was the substance of the thing felt.”
    Sherwood Anderson, Winesburg, Ohio

  • #21
    Sherwood Anderson
    “Only the few know the sweetness of the twisted apples.”
    Sherwood Anderson, Winesburg, Ohio

  • #22
    Sherwood Anderson
    “In the beginning when the world was young there were a great many thoughts but no such thing as a truth. Man made the truths himself and each truth was a composite of a great many vague thoughts. All about in the world were the truths and they were all beautiful. [...]

    There was the truth of virginity and the truth of passion, the truth of wealth and of poverty, of thrift and of profligacy, of carelessness and abandon. Hundreds and hundreds were the truths and they were all beautiful.

    And then the people came along. Each as he appeared snatched up one of the truths and some who were quite strong snatched up a dozen of them.

    It was the truths that made the people grotesques. The old man had quite an elaborate theory concerning the matter. It was his notion that the moment one of the people took one of the truths to himself, called it his truth, and tried to live his life by it, he became a grotesque and the truth he embraced became a falsehood.”
    Sherwood Anderson, Winesburg, Ohio

  • #23
    Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
    “Everything was beautiful and nothing hurt.”
    Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five

  • #24
    Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
    “If I should ever die, God forbid, let this be my epitaph:
    THE ONLY PROOF HE NEEDED
    FOR THE EXISTENCE OF GOD
    WAS MUSIC”
    kurt vonnegut

  • #25
    Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
    “And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to keep.”
    Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five

  • #26
    Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
    “How nice -- to feel nothing, and still get full credit for being alive.”
    Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five

  • #27
    Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
    “Of all the words of mice and men, the saddest are, "It might have been.”
    Kurt Vonnegut

  • #28
    Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
    “And I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some point, 'If this isn't nice, I don't know what is.”
    Kurt Vonnegut Jr., A Man Without a Country

  • #29
    Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
    “And Lot's wife, of course, was told not to look back where all those people and their homes had been. But she did look back, and I love her for that, because it was so human. So she was turned into a pillar of salt. So it goes.”
    Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five

  • #30
    Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
    “Tiger got to hunt, bird got to fly;
    Man got to sit and wonder 'why, why, why?'
    Tiger got to sleep, bird got to land;
    Man got to tell himself he understand.”
    Kurt Vonnegut, Cat’s Cradle



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