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  • #1
    William Shakespeare
    “I must be cruel only to be kind;
    Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind.”
    William Shakespeare , Hamlet

  • #2
    William Shakespeare
    “O, beware, my lord, of jealousy;
    It is the green-ey'd monster, which doth mock
    The meat it feeds on. That cuckold lives in bliss,
    Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger:
    But O, what damnèd minutes tells he o'er
    Who dotes, yet doubts, suspects, yet strongly loves!”
    William Shakespeare, Othello

  • #3
    William Shakespeare
    “Men in rage strike those that wish them best.”
    William Shakespeare, Othello

  • #4
    William Shakespeare
    “Good name in man and woman, dear my lord,
    Is the immediate jewel of their souls:
    Who steals my purse steals trash; ’tis something, nothing;
    ’twas mine, ’tis his, and has been slave to thousands;
    But he that filches from me my good name
    Robs me of that which not enriches him,
    And makes me poor indeed.”
    William Shakespeare, Othello

  • #5
    William Shakespeare
    “Rude am I in my speech, And little blessed with the soft phrase of peace.”
    William Shakespeare, Othello

  • #6
    William Shakespeare
    “what cannot be saved when fate takes, patience her injury a mockery makes”
    William Shakespeare, Othello

  • #7
    Virginia Woolf
    “What is the meaning of life? That was all- a simple question; one that tended to close in on one with years, the great revelation had never come. The great revelation perhaps never did come. Instead, there were little daily miracles, illuminations, matches struck unexpectedly in the dark; here was one.”
    Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse

  • #8
    Virginia Woolf
    “For now she need not think of anybody. She could be herself, by herself. And that was what now she often felt the need of - to think; well not even to think. To be silent; to be alone. All the being and the doing, expansive, glittering, vocal, evaporated; and one shrunk, with a sense of solemnity, to being oneself, a wedge-shaped core of darkness, something invisible to others... and this self having shed its attachments was free for the strangest adventures.”
    Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse

  • #9
    David Foster Wallace
    “Everything I've ever let go of has claw marks on it. (on the wall of a bedroom at a recovery house for alcoholics and drug addicts)”
    David Foster Wallace

  • #10
    E.M. Forster
    “You do care a little for me, I know... but nothing to speak of, and you don't love me. I was yours once till death if you'd cared to keep me, but I'm someone else's now... and he's mine in a way that shocks you, but why don't you stop being shocked, and attend to your own happiness.”
    E.M. Forster, Maurice

  • #11
    E.M. Forster
    “A happy ending was imperative. I shouldn't have bothered to write otherwise. I was determined that in fiction anyway two men should fall in love and remain in it for the ever and ever that fiction allows, and in this sense, Maurice and Alec still roam the greenwood.”
    E.M. Forster, Maurice

  • #12
    E.M. Forster
    “After all, is not a real Hell better than a manufactured Heaven?”
    E.M. Forster, Maurice

  • #13
    E.M. Forster
    “Did you ever dream you had a friend, Alec? Someone to last your whole life and you his. I suppose such a thing can’t really happen outside sleep.”
    E.M. Forster, Maurice

  • #14
    Franz Kafka
    “I am constantly trying to communicate something incommunicable, to explain something inexplicable, to tell about something I only feel in my bones and which can only be experienced in those bones. Basically it is nothing other than this fear we have so often talked about, but fear spread to everything, fear of the greatest as of the smallest, fear, paralyzing fear of pronouncing a word, although this fear may not only be fear but also a longing for something greater than all that is fearful.”
    Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

  • #15
    Virginia Woolf
    “How much better is silence; the coffee cup, the table. How much better to sit by myself like the solitary sea-bird that opens its wings on the stake. Let me sit here for ever with bare things, this coffee cup, this knife, this fork, things in themselves, myself being myself.”
    Virginia Woolf, The Waves

  • #16
    Virginia Woolf
    “Alone, I often fall down into nothingness. I must push my foot stealthily lest I should fall off the edge of the world into nothingness. I have to bang my head against some hard door to call myself back to the body.”
    Virginia Woolf, The Waves

  • #17
    Virginia Woolf
    “As long as she thinks of a man, nobody objects to a woman thinking.”
    Virginia Woolf, Orlando

  • #18
    Virginia Woolf
    “Nothing thicker than a knife's blade separates happiness from melancholy.”
    Virginia Woolf, Orlando

  • #19
    Virginia Woolf
    “A woman knows very well that, though a wit sends her his poems, praises her judgment, solicits her criticism, and drinks her tea, this by no means signifies that he respects her opinions, admires her understanding, or will refuse, though the rapier is denied him, to run through the body with his pen.”
    Virginia Woolf, Orlando

  • #20
    Virginia Woolf
    “No passion is stronger in the breast of a man than the desire to make others believe as he believes. Nothing so cuts at the root of his happiness and fills him with rage as the sense that another rates low what he prizes high.”
    Virginia Woolf, Orlando

  • #21
    Wallace Stevens
    “I was the world in which I walked, and what I saw
    Or heard or felt came not but from myself;
    And there I found myself more truly and more strange.”
    Wallace Stevens, The Collected Poems

  • #22
    William Wordsworth
    “And now I see with eye serene
    The very pulse of the machine
    A being breathing thoughtful breath
    A traveler betwixt life and death
    The reason firm the temperate will
    Endurance Foresight Strength and skill”
    William Wordsworth



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