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  • #1
    Charles Bukowski
    “I felt like crying but nothing came out. it was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can't feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. but I think I have known it pretty often, too often.”
    Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness

  • #2
    Gabriel García Márquez
    “I discovered that my obsession for having each thing in the right place, each subject at the right time, each word in the right style, was not the well-deserved reward of an ordered mind but just the opposite: a complete system of pretense invented by me to hide the disorder of my nature. I discovered that I am not disciplined out of virtue but as a reaction to my negligence, that I appear generous in order to conceal my meanness, that I pass myself off as prudent because I am evil-minded, that I am conciliatory in order not to succumb to my repressed rage, that I am punctual only to hide how little I care about other people’s time. I learned, in short, that love is not a condition of the spirit but a sign of the zodiac.”
    Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Memories of My Melancholy Whores

  • #3
    Gabriel García Márquez
    “Age isn't how old you are but how old you feel.”
    Gabriel García Márquez, Memories of My Melancholy Whores
    tags: age, old

  • #4
    Gabriel García Márquez
    “I never had intimate friends, and the few who came close are in New York. By which I mean they're dead, because that's where I suppose condemned souls go in order not to endure the truth of their past lives.”
    Gabriel García Márquez, Memories of My Melancholy Whores

  • #5
    Gabriel García Márquez
    “I have never done anything except write, but I don't possess the vocation or talents of a narrator, have no knowledge at all of the laws of dramatic composition, and if I have embarked upon this enterprise it is because I trust in the light shed by how much I have read in my life.”
    Gabriel García Márquez, Memories of My Melancholy Whores

  • #6
    Gabriel García Márquez
    “الجنس هو العزاء الذي يلجأ إليه المرء عندما لا يحصل على الحب”
    Gabriel García Márquez, Memories of My Melancholy Whores

  • #7
    Gabriel García Márquez
    “الحب علمني ، في وقت متأخرًا جدًا ، أن المرء يتهندم من أجل أحد ، يلبس ويتعطر من أجل أحد ، وأنا لم يكن لدي قط من أفعل ذلك من أجله”
    Gabriel García Márquez, Memories of My Melancholy Whores

  • #8
    Sarah Winman
    “And he uncovered in us a curious need: that we each secretly wanted him to remember us the most. It was strange, both vital and flawed, until I realised that maybe the need to be remembered is stronger than the need to remember.”
    Sarah Winman, When God Was a Rabbit

  • #9
    Sarah Winman
    “Nothing stays forgotten for long, Elly. Sometimes we simply have to remind the world that we're special and that we're still here.”
    Sarah Winman, When God Was a Rabbit

  • #10
    Sarah Winman
    “You see, that's who you are, Joe. All these things. That's the person I know, and through him is the way you'll know me, because connected to all these things are moments, and for so many of them, I was there. And that's the thing that hurts so much...

    You see, you were the only person who knew everything. Because you were there. You were my witness. And you make sense of the fucked-up mess I become every now and then. And I could at least look at you and think, at least he knows why I am the way I am. There were reasons. But I can't do that anymore and I feel so lonely.”
    Sarah Winman, When God Was a Rabbit

  • #11
    Jeanette Winterson
    “I had no one to help me, but the T. S. Eliot helped me.

    So when people say that poetry is a luxury, or an option, or for the educated middle classes, or that it shouldn’t be read at school because it is irrelevant, or any of the strange stupid things that are said about poetry and its place in our lives, I suspect that the people doing the saying have had things pretty easy. A tough life needs a tough language – and that is what poetry is. That is what literature offers – a language powerful enough to say how it is.

    It isn’t a hiding place. It is a finding place.”
    Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?

  • #12
    Jeanette Winterson
    “Books, for me, are a home. Books don’t make a home--they are one, in the sense that just as you do with a door, you open a book, and you go inside. Inside there is a different kind of time and a different kind of space.”
    Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?

  • #13
    Jeanette Winterson
    “Pursuing happiness, and I did, and still do, is not at all the same as being happy- which I think is fleeting, dependent on circumstances, and a bit bovine.

    If the sun is shining, stand in it- yes, yes, yes. Happy times are great, but happy times pass- they have to- because time passes.

    The pursuit of happiness is more elusive; it is lifelong, and it is not goal-centred.

    What you are pursuing is meaning- a meaningful life. There's the hap- the fate, the draw that is yours, and it isn't fixed, but changing the course of the stream, or dealing new cards, whatever metaphor you want to use- that's going to take a lot of energy. There are times when it will go so wrong that you will barely be alive, and times when you realize that being barely alive, on your own terms, is better than living a bloated half-life on someone else's terms.”
    Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?

  • #14
    Jeanette Winterson
    “She was a monster, but she was my monster.”
    Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?

  • #15
    E.L. James
    “His head turns fractionally toward me, his eyes darkest slate. I bite my lip.
    “Oh, fuck the paperwork,” he growls. He lunges at me, pushing me against the wall of the elevator. Before I know it, he’s got both of my hands in one of his in a vice-like grip above my head, and he’s pinning me to the wall using his hips. Holy shit. His other hand grabs my ponytail and yanks down, bringing my face up, and his lips are on mine. It’s only just not painful. I moan into his mouth, giving his tongue an opening. He takes full advantage, his tongue expertly exploring my mouth. I have never been kissed like this.”
    E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

  • #16
    E.L. James
    “He's naked except for those soft ripped jeans, top button casually undone. Jeez, he looks so freaking hot. My subconscious is frantically fanning herself, and my inner goddess is swaying and writhing to some primal carnal rhythm.”
    E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

  • #17
    Stephenie Meyer
    “Before you, Bella, my life was like a moonless night. Very dark, but there were stars, points of light and reason. ...And then you shot across my sky like a meteor. Suddenly everything was on fire; there was brilliancy, there was beauty. When you were gone, when the meteor had fallen over the horizon, everything went black. Nothing had changed, but my eyes were blinded by the light. I couldn’t see the stars anymore. And there was no more reason, for anything.”
    Stephenie Meyer, New Moon

  • #18
    Stephen  King
    “The most important things are the hardest to say. They are the things you get ashamed of, because words diminish them -- words shrink things that seemed limitless when they were in your head to no more than living size when they're brought out. But it's more than that, isn't it? The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried, like landmarks to a treasure your enemies would love to steal away. And you may make revelations that cost you dearly only to have people look at you in a funny way, not understanding what you've said at all, or why you thought it was so important that you almost cried while you were saying it. That's the worst, I think. When the secret stays locked within not for want of a teller but for want of an understanding ear.”
    Stephen King

  • #19
    Amélie Nothomb
    “C'était justement parce qu'il n'y avait pas de mal en lui que je l'aimais beaucoup. C'était à cause de son étrangeté au mal que je n'avais pas d'amour pour lui. Pourtant, le mal ne me plaît pas . Mais un plat n'est sublime que s'il contient une touche de vinaigre.”
    Amélie Nothomb, Ni d'Ève ni d'Adam

  • #20
    Charles Bukowski
    “People with no morals often considered themselves more free, but mostly they lacked the ability to feel or love.”
    Charles Bukowski, Women

  • #21
    Mitch Albom
    “There are two stories for every life; the one you live, and the one others tell.”
    Mitch Albom, The First Phone Call from Heaven

  • #22
    Lao Tzu
    “Knowing others is intelligence;
    knowing yourself is true wisdom.
    Mastering others is strength;
    mastering yourself is true power.”
    Lao Tzu, Tao Te Ching

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  • #24
    نزار قباني
    “أنا لا أسكن في أي مكان
    إن عنواني هو اللامنتظر ..
    مبحرا كالسمك الوحشي في هذا المدى
    في دمي نار وفي عيني شرر..!
    ذاهبا أبحث عن حرية الريح التي يتقنها كل الغجر ..
    راكضا خلف غمام أخضر
    شاربا بالعين آلاف الصور
    ذاهبا حتى نهايات السفر ..!”
    Nizar Qabbani



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