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  • #1
    Sylvia Plath
    “August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

  • #2
    Bill Hicks
    “Today a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves. Heres Tom with the Weather.”
    Bill Hicks

  • #3
    Susan Sontag
    “I don’t feel guilt at being unsociable, though I may sometimes regret it because my loneliness is painful. But when I move into the world, it feels like a moral fall – like seeking love in a whorehouse.”
    Susan Sontag, As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964-1980

  • #4
    Marguerite Duras
    “Very early in my life it was too late. It was already too late when I was eighteen. Between eighteen and twenty-five my face took off in a new direction. I grew old at eighteen. I don't know if it's the same for everyone, I've never asked. But I believe I've heard of the way time can suddenly accelerate on people when they're going through even the most youthful and highly esteemed stages of life. My ageing was very sudden. I saw it spread over my features one by one, changing the relationship between them, making the eyes larger, the expression sadder, the mouth more final, leaving great creases in the forehead. But instead of being dismayed I watched this process with the same sort of interest I might have taken in the reading of a book.”
    Marguerite Duras, The Lover

  • #5
    Virginia Woolf
    “June was white. I see the fields white with daisies, and white with dresses; and tennis courts marked with white. Then there was wind and violent thunder. There was a star riding through clouds one night, and I said to the star, “Consume me". That was at midsummer.”
    Virginia Woolf, The Waves

  • #6
    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    “You sensed that you should be following a different path, a more ambitious one, you felt that you were destined for other things but you had no idea how to achieve them and in your misery you began to hate everything around you.”
    Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Netochka Nezvanova

  • #7
    Oscar Wilde
    “You will always be fond of me. I represent to you all the sins you never had the courage to commit.”
    Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

  • #8
    Leigh Bardugo
    “No mourners, no funerals. Another way of saying good luck. But it was something more. A dark wink to the fact that there would be no expensive burials for people like them, no marble markers to remember their names, no wreaths of myrtle and rose.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

  • #9
    Fran Lebowitz
    “I do not believe in God. I believe in cashmere.”
    Fran Lebowitz

  • #10
    W.B. Yeats
    “And softness came from the starlight and filled me full to the bone.”
    W.B. Yeats

  • #11
    David Foster Wallace
    “Irony and cynicism were just what the U.S. hypocrisy of the fifties and sixties called for. That’s what made the early postmodernists great artists. The great thing about irony is that it splits things apart, gets up above them so we can see the flaws and hypocrisies and duplicates. The virtuous always triumph? Ward Cleaver is the prototypical fifties father? "Sure." Sarcasm, parody, absurdism and irony are great ways to strip off stuff’s mask and show the unpleasant reality behind it. The problem is that once the rules of art are debunked, and once the unpleasant realities the irony diagnoses are revealed and diagnosed, "then" what do we do? Irony’s useful for debunking illusions, but most of the illusion-debunking in the U.S. has now been done and redone. Once everybody knows that equality of opportunity is bunk and Mike Brady’s bunk and Just Say No is bunk, now what do we do? All we seem to want to do is keep ridiculing the stuff. Postmodern irony and cynicism’s become an end in itself, a measure of hip sophistication and literary savvy. Few artists dare to try to talk about ways of working toward redeeming what’s wrong, because they’ll look sentimental and naive to all the weary ironists. Irony’s gone from liberating to enslaving. There’s some great essay somewhere that has a line about irony being the song of the prisoner who’s come to love his cage.”
    David Foster Wallace

  • #12
    Hunter S. Thompson
    “There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die.”
    Hunter S. Thompson, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas: A Savage Journey to the Heart of the American Dream

  • #13
    Annie Dillard
    “How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives. What we do with this hour, and that one, is what we are doing. A schedule defends from chaos and whim. It is a net for catching days. It is a scaffolding on which a worker can stand and labor with both hands at sections of time. A schedule is a mock-up of reason and order—willed, faked, and so brought into being; it is a peace and a haven set into the wreck of time; it is a lifeboat on which you find yourself, decades later, still living.”
    Annie Dillard, The Writing Life

  • #14
    Oscar Wilde
    “Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation.”
    Oscar Wilde, De Profundis

  • #15
    Khaled Hosseini
    “When you tell a lie, you steal someones right to the truth.”
    Khaled Hosseini, The Kite Runner
    tags: truth

  • #16
    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    “My brother asked the birds to forgive him: that sounds senseless, but it is right; for all is like an ocean, all is flowing and blending; a touch in one place sets up movement at the other end of the earth. It may be senseless to beg forgiveness of the birds, but birds would be happier at your side –a little happier, anyway– and children and all animals, if you yourself were nobler than you are now. It’s all like an ocean, I tell you. Then you would pray to the birds too, consumed by an all-embracing love in a sort of transport, and pray that they too will forgive you your sin.”
    Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

  • #17
    Mark Twain
    “I've had a lot of worries in my life, most of which never happened.”
    Mark Twain

  • #18
    Leigh Bardugo
    “I wish you could see what I do. I can hear every body on the ship, the blood rushing through their veins. I can hear the change in Kaz's breathing when he looks at you."

    "You... you can?"

    "It catches every time, like he's never seen you before”
    Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows

  • #19
    C.G. Jung
    “Until you make the unconscious conscious, it will direct your life and you will call it fate.”
    C.G. Jung

  • #20
    C.G. Jung
    “You are what you do, not what you say you'll do.”
    Carl Gustav Jung

  • #21
    C.G. Jung
    “One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious.”
    Carl Gustav Jung

  • #22
    C.G. Jung
    “Dear Frau V.,
    Your questions are unanswerable because you want to know how one ought to live. One lives as one can. There is no single, definite way for the individual which is prescribed for him or would be the proper one. If that’s what you want you had best join the Catholic Church, where they tell you what’s what. Moreover this way fits in with the average way of mankind in general. But if you want to go your individual way, it is the way you make for yourself, which is never prescribed, which you do not know in advance, and which simply comes into being of itself when you put one foot in front of the other. If you always do the next thing that needs to be done, you will go most safely and sure-footedly along the path prescribed by your unconscious. Then it is naturally no help at all to speculate about how you ought to live. And then you know, too, that you cannot know it, but quietly do the next and most necessary thing. So long as you think you don’t yet know what this is, you still have too much money to spend in useless speculation. But if you do with conviction the next and most necessary thing, you are always doing something meaningful and intended by fate. With kind regards and wishes,
    Yours sincerely,
    C.G. Jung”
    C.G. Jung

  • #23
    Søren Kierkegaard
    “Anxiety is the dizziness of freedom.”
    Søren Kierkegaard , The Concept of Anxiety: A Simple Psychologically Orienting Deliberation on the Dogmatic Issue of Hereditary Sin

  • #24
    William Blake
    “If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro' narrow chinks of his cavern.”
    William Blake, The Marriage of Heaven and Hell

  • #25
    William Blake
    “The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity... and some scarce see nature at all. But to the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself.”
    William Blake

  • #26
    Herman Melville
    “Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever i find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet... I quietly take to the ship. There is nothing surprising in this. If they but knew it, almost all men in their degree, some time or other, cherish very nearly the same feelings towards the ocean with me.”
    Herman Melville, Moby-Dick or, The Whale

  • #27
    Herman Melville
    “Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people's hats off--then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can. This is my substitute for pistol and ball. With a philosophical flourish Cato throws himself upon his sword; I quietly take to the ship.”
    Herman Melville, Moby Dick

  • #28
    Sylvia Plath
    “Let's face it: I'm scared, scared and frozen. First, I guess I'm afraid for myself... the old primitive urge for survival. It's getting so I live every moment with terrible intensity. It all flowed over me with a screaming ache of pain... remember, remember, this is now, and now, and now. Live it, feel it, cling to it. I want to become acutely aware of all I've taken for granted. When you feel that this may be good-bye, the last time, it hits you harder.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

  • #29
    Stephenie Meyer
    “I like the night. Without the dark, we'd never see the stars.”
    Stephenie Meyer, Twilight

  • #30
    Dante Alighieri
    “Midway along the journey of our life
    I woke to find myself in a dark wood,
    for I had wandered off from the straight path.

    How hard it is to tell what it was like,
    this wood of wilderness, savage and stubborn
    (the thought of it brings back all my old fears),

    a bitter place! Death could scarce be bitterer.
    But if I would show the good that came of it
    I must talk about things other than the good.”
    Dante Alighieri



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