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  • #1
    Terry Pratchett
    “Steal five dollars and you're a common thief. Steal thousands and you're either the government or a hero.”
    Terry Pratchett, Going Postal

  • #2
    Terry Pratchett
    “Words have power, you understand? It is in the nature of our universe. Our library itself distorts time and space on quite a grand scale. Well, when the Post Office started accumulating letters, it was storing words. In fact, what was being created was what we call a 'gevaisa', a tomb of living words.”
    Terry Pratchett, Going Postal

  • #3
    Iris Murdoch
    “But, and especially with Linda’s help, he had decided that, like most other people, he was not made for reality.”
    Iris Murdoch, Bruno's Dream: A Novel

  • #4
    Roger  Deakin
    “When you swim, you feel your body for what it mostly is – water – and it begins to move with the water around it. No wonder we feel such sympathy for beached whales; we are beached at birth ourselves. To swim is to experience how it was before you were born.”
    Roger Deakin, Waterlog

  • #5
    Roger  Deakin
    “When you enter the water, something, like a metamorphosis happens. Leaving behind the land, you go through the looking glass surface and enter a new world in which survival, not ambition or desire, is the dominant aim.”
    Roger Deakin, Waterlog: A Swimmer’s Journey Through Britain

  • #6
    “The great thing about an aimless swim is that everything about it is concentrated in the here and now; none of its essence or intensity can escape into the past or future. The swimmer is content to be borne on his way full of mysteries, doubts and uncertainties. He is a leaf on the stream, free at last from his petty little purposes in life.”
    Roger Deakin, Waterlog: A Swimmer’s Journey Through Britain

  • #7
    Tom Stoppard
    “We shed as we pick up, like travellers who must carry everything in their arms, and what we let fall will be picked up by those behind. The procession is very long and life is very short. We die on the march. But there is nothing outside the march so nothing can be lost to it. The missing plays of Sophocles will turn up piece by piece, or be written again in another language. Ancient cures for diseases will reveal themselves once more. Mathematical discoveries glimpsed and lost to view will have their time again. You do not suppose, my lady, that if all of Archimedes had been hiding in the great library of Alexandria, we would be at a loss for a corkscrew?”
    Tom Stoppard, Arcadia

  • #8
    Tom Stoppard
    “THOMASINA: ....the enemy who burned the great library of Alexandria without so much as a fine for all that is overdue. Oh, Septimus! -- can you bear it? All the lost plays of the Athenians! Two hundred at least by Aeschylus, Sophocles, Euripides -- thousands of poems -- Aristotle's own library!....How can we sleep for grief?

    SEPTIMUS: By counting our stock. Seven plays from Aeschylus, seven from Sophocles, nineteen from Euripides, my lady! You should no more grieve for the rest than for a buckle lost from your first shoe, or for your lesson book which will be lost when you are old. We shed as we pick up, like travellers who must carry everything in their arms, and what we let fall will be picked up by those behind. The procession is very long and life is very short. We die on the march. But there is nothing outside the march so nothing can be lost to it. The missing plays of Sophocles will turn up piece by piece, or be written again in another language. Ancient cures for diseases will reveal themselves once more. Mathematical discoveries glimpsed and lost to view will have their time again. You do not suppose, my lady, that if all of Archimedes had been hiding in the great library of Alexandria, we would be at a loss for a corkscrew?”
    Tom Stoppard, Arcadia

  • #9
    Tom Stoppard
    “When you stir your rice pudding, Septimus, the spoonful of jam spreads itself round making red trails like the picture of a meteor in my astronomical atlas. But if you stir backwards, the jam will not come together again. Indeed, the pudding does not notice and continues to turn pink just as before. Do you think this is odd?”
    Tom Stoppard, Arcadia

  • #10
    Sally Rooney
    “It was culture as class performance, literature fetishised for its ability to take educated people on false emotional journeys, so that they might afterwards feel superior to the uneducated people whose emotional journeys they liked to read about.”
    Sally Rooney, Normal People

  • #11
    Sally Rooney
    “People are a lot more knowable than they think they are.”
    Sally Rooney, Normal People

  • #12
    Sally Rooney
    “Not for the first time Marianne thinks cruelty does not only hurt the victim, but the perpetrator also, and maybe more deeply and more permanently. You learn nothing very profound about yourself simply by being bullied; but by bullying someone else you learn something you can never forget.”
    Sally Rooney, Normal People

  • #13
    Patrick Ness
    “You do not write your life with words...You write it with actions. What you think is not important. It is only important what you do.”
    Patrick Ness, A Monster Calls

  • #14
    Patrick Ness
    “There is not always a good guy. Nor is there always a bad one. Most people are somewhere in between.”
    Patrick Ness, A Monster Calls

  • #15
    Patrick Ness
    Stories are wild creatures, the monster said. When you let them loose, who knows what havoc they might wreak?
    Patrick Ness, A Monster Calls

  • #16
    Patrick Ness
    “Your mind will believe comforting lies while also knowing the painful truths that make those lies necessary. And your mind will punish you for believing both.”
    Patrick Ness, A Monster Calls

  • #17
    Patrick Ness
    “Stories don't always have happy endings."

    This stopped him. Because they didn't, did they? That's one thing the monster had definitely taught him. Stories were wild, wild animals and went off in directions you couldn't expect.”
    Patrick Ness, A Monster Calls

  • #18
    Patrick Ness
    Who am I? the monster repeated, still roaring. I am the spine that the mountains hang upon! I am the tears that the rivers cry! I am the lungs that breathe the wind! I am the wolf that kills the stag, the hawk that kills the mouse, the spider that kills the fly! I am the stag, the mouse and the fly that are eaten! I am the snake of the world devouring its tail! I am everything untamed and untameable! It brought Conor up close to its eye. I am thils wild earth, come for you, Conor O'Malley.


    "You look like a tree," Conor said.”
    Patrick Ness, A Monster Calls

  • #19
    Patrick Ness
    “Because I'm not blind to how Harry works, you know," she said. "A bully with charisma and top marks is still a bully." She sighed, annoyed. "He'll probably end up Prime Minister one day. God help us all.”
    Patrick Ness, A Monster Calls

  • #20
    Patrick Ness
    One hundred and fifty years ago, the monster began, this country had become a place of industry. Factories grew on the landscape like weeds. Trees fell, fields were up-ended, rivers blackened. The sky choked on smoke and ash, and the people did, too, spending their days coughing and itching, their eyes turned forever toward the ground. Villages grew into town, towns into cities. And people began to live on the earth rather than within it.
    Patrick Ness, A Monster Calls

  • #21
    Patrick Ness
    “Stories don’t end with the writers, however many started the race.”
    Patrick Ness, A Monster Calls



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