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  • #1
    Stephen Chbosky
    “Nothing in the world like a sore stomach for the right reasons.”
    Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

  • #2
    J.D. Salinger
    “God damn it," he said, "there are nice things in the world- and I mean nice things. We're all such morons to get so sidetracked. Always, always referring every goddam thing that happens right back to our lousy little egos.”
    J.D. Salinger

  • #3
    J.D. Salinger
    “There isn't anyone anywhere who isn't Seymour's Fat Lady. Don't you know that? Don't you know that goddam secret yet? And don't you know — listen to me, now — don't you know who that Fat Lady really is? . . . Ah, buddy. Ah, buddy. It's Christ Himself. Christ Himself, buddy.”
    J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey

  • #4
    “Despite everything, we are good people, who can hardly live in this world that continues almost entirely at our expese. The best thing is to keep on moving arms and legs, and watch the waves, almost as though moving forward. In this way, despair turns quickly over to happiness, and back to despair again. And, if you reach the beach, walk back across it like everything is fine, toward your family who would not like to see the abyss you have just swum over.”
    Joanna Walsh

  • #5
    “Vertigo is the sense that if I fall I will fall not toward the earth but into space. I sense no anchorage. I will pitch forward, outward and upward.”
    Joanna Walsh

  • #6
    “The third person. There was no sign of this happiness on the outside, she knew. She was bored by this happiness that seemed out of place, impatient to get rid of it. The feeling was less pleasurable than she had imagined it might have been, less well-defined, and when she felt along its strings she found it was not easily traced or attached to the objects she thought it might have been attached to. Perhaps it was not attached to anything at all.”
    Joanna Walsh, Vertigo

  • #7
    “How long before the parts of my body realized, independently, that something was wrong and arrived, severally, at panic? Panic is a still thing. I have felt it before: each limb nerve organ coming into extreme alert unrelated to any other, ready for action, but who knows what action, as there is no action that could help here.”
    Joanna Walsh, Vertigo

  • #8
    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

  • #9
    Virginia Woolf
    “There was a star riding through clouds one night, & I said to the star, 'Consume me'.”
    Virginia Woolf, The Waves

  • #10
    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

  • #11
    Virginia Woolf
    “I am made and remade continually. Different people draw different words from me.”
    Virginia Woolf, The Waves

  • #12
    Virginia Woolf
    “When I cannot see words curling like rings of smoke round me I am in darkness—I am nothing.”
    Virginia Woolf, The Waves

  • #13
    Virginia Woolf
    “Let us again pretend that life is a solid substance, shaped like a globe, which we turn about in our fingers. Let us pretend that we can make out a plain and logical story, so that when one matter is despatched—love for instance—we go on, in an orderly manner, to the next. ”
    Virginia Woolf , The Waves

  • #14
    Virginia Woolf
    “She felt... how life, from being made up of little separate incidents which one lived one by one, became curled and whole like a wave which bore one up with it and threw one down with it, there, with a dash on the beach.”
    Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse
    tags: life

  • #15
    Virginia Woolf
    “For this moment, this one moment, we are together. I press you to me. Come, pain, feed on me. Bury your fangs in my flesh. Tear me asunder. I sob, I sob.”
    Virginia Woolf, The Waves

  • #16
    “Nobody tells this to people who are beginners, I wish someone told me. All of us who do creative work, we get into it because we have good taste. But there is this gap. For the first couple years you make stuff, it’s just not that good. It’s trying to be good, it has potential, but it’s not. But your taste, the thing that got you into the game, is still killer. And your taste is why your work disappoints you. A lot of people never get past this phase, they quit. Most people I know who do interesting, creative work went through years of this. We know our work doesn’t have this special thing that we want it to have. We all go through this. And if you are just starting out or you are still in this phase, you gotta know its normal and the most important thing you can do is do a lot of work. Put yourself on a deadline so that every week you will finish one story. It is only by going through a volume of work that you will close that gap, and your work will be as good as your ambitions. And I took longer to figure out how to do this than anyone I’ve ever met. It’s gonna take awhile. It’s normal to take awhile. You’ve just gotta fight your way through.”
    Ira Glass

  • #17
    Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
    “One runs the risk of weeping a little, if one lets himself be tamed.”
    Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince



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