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  • #1
    John Irving
    “Ever since the Christmas of '53, I have felt that the yuletide is a special hell for those families who have suffered any loss or who must admit to any imperfection; the so-called spirit of giving can be as greedy as receiving--Christmas is our time to be aware of what we lack, of who's not home.”
    John Irving, A Prayer for Owen Meany

  • #2
    Napoléon Bonaparte
    “China is a sleeping giant; let him sleep, for if he wakes, he will shake the World.”
    Napoleon

  • #3
    Munia Khan
    “A tree house, to me, is the most royal palace in the world”
    Munia Khan

  • #4
    George Clooney
    “You never really learn much from hearing yourself speak.”
    George Clooney

  • #5
    Coco Chanel
    “Arrogance is in everything I do. It is in my gestures, the harshness of my voice, in the glow of my gaze, in my sinewy, tormented face.”
    Coco Chanel

  • #6
    Anatole France
    “It is the certainty that they possess the truth that makes men cruel.”
    Anatole France

  • #7
    Ernest Hemingway
    “You roll back to me.”
    Ernest Hemingway, Islands in the Stream

  • #8
    Ernest Hemingway
    “Anyone can be a fisherman in May.”
    Ernest Hemingway

  • #9
    Howard Zinn
    “I was astonished, bewildered. This was America, a country where, whatever its faults, people could speak, write, assemble, demonstrate without fear. It was in the Constitution, the Bill of Rights. We were a democracy...

    But I knew it wasn't a dream; there was a painful lump on the side of my head...

    The state and its police were not neutral referees in a society of contending interests. They were on the side of the rich and powerful. Free speech? Try it and the police will be there with their horses, their clubs, their guns, to stop you.

    From that moment on, I was no longer a liberal, a believer in the self-correcting character of American democracy. I was a radical, believing that something fundamental was wrong in this country--not just the existence of poverty amidst great wealth, not just the horrible treatment of black people, but something rotten at the root. The situation required not just a new president or new laws, but an uprooting of the old order, the introduction of a new kind of society--cooperative, peaceful, egalitarian.”
    Howard Zinn, You Can't Be Neutral on a Moving Train: A Personal History of Our Times

  • #10
    David Baldacci
    “Why can't people just sit and read books and be nice to each other?”
    David Baldacci, The Camel Club

  • #11
    Mahatma Gandhi
    “The day the power of love overrules the love of power, the world will know peace.”
    Mahatma Gandhi

  • #12
    Alfred Tennyson
    “Hope
    Smiles from the threshold of the year to come,
    Whispering 'it will be happier'...”
    Alfred Lord Tennyson

  • #13
    Eva Ibbotson
    “A faint terror lest she begin to curtsy took hold of Rupert.”
    Eva Ibbotson, A Countess Below Stairs

  • #14
    Donna Tartt
    “Whatever teaches us to talk to ourselves is important: whatever teaches us to sing ourselves out of despair. But the painting has also taught me that we can speak to each other across time. And I feel I have something very serious and urgent to say to you, my non-existent reader, and I feel I should say it as urgently as if I were standing in the room with you. That life—whatever else it is—is short. That fate is cruel but maybe not random. That Nature (meaning Death) always wins but that doesn’t mean we have to bow and grovel to it. That maybe even if we’re not always so glad to be here, it’s our task to immerse ourselves anyway: wade straight through it, right through the cesspool, while keeping eyes and hearts open. And in the midst of our dying, as we rise from the organic and sink back ignominiously into the organic, it is a glory and a privilege to love what Death doesn’t touch. For if disaster and oblivion have followed this painting down through time—so too has love. Insofar as it is immortal (and it is) I have a small, bright, immutable part in that immortality. It exists; and it keeps on existing. And I add my own love to the history of people who have loved beautiful things, and looked out for them, and pulled them from the fire, and sought them when they were lost, and tried to preserve them and save them while passing them along literally from hand to hand, singing out brilliantly from the wreck of time to the next generation of lovers, and the next.”
    Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch

  • #15
    Ralph Waldo Emerson
    “Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air.”
    Ralph Waldo Emerson

  • #16
    William Faulkner
    “You cannot swim for new horizons until you have courage to lose sight of the shore.”
    William Faulkner

  • #17
    Tennessee Williams
    “America has only three cities: New York, San Francisco, and New Orleans.
    Everywhere else is Cleveland.”
    Tennessee Williams

  • #18
    Munia Khan
    “Sturdy swimmers afloat on water-couch
    Beneath the heavy bill their treasured pouch
    Fishes pray for them to fly far away
    Inland lakes toast to the Pelican’s day”
    Munia Khan

  • #19
    “Louisiana is a fresh-air mental asylum.”
    James Lee Burke, Pegasus Descending

  • #20
    Tom Robbins
    “Louisiana in September was like an obscene phone call from nature. The air - moist, sultry, secretive, and far from fresh - felt as if it were being exhaled into one's face. Sometimes it even sounded like heavy breathing.”
    Tom Robbins, Jitterbug Perfume

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    Tom Robbins
    “Louisiana in September was like an obscene phone call from nature. The air--moist, sultry, secretive, and far from fresh--felt as if it were being exhaled into one's face. Sometimes it even sounded like heavy breathing. Honeysuckle, swamp flowers, magnolia, and the mystery smell of the river scented the atmosphere, amplifying the intrusion of organic sleaze. It was aphrodisiac and repressive, soft and violent at the same time. In New Orleans, in the French Quarter, miles from the barking lungs of alligators, the air maintained this quality of breath, although here it acquired a tinge of metallic halitosis, due to fumes expelled by tourist buses, trucks delivering Dixie beer, and, on Decatur Street, a mass-transit motor coach named Desire.”
    Tom Robbins, Jitterbug Perfume

  • #22
    Don Lemon
    “Everything in Louisiana is about layers. There are layers of race, layers of class, layers of survival, layers of death, and layers of rebirth. To live with these layers is to be a true Louisianian. This state has a depth that is simultaneously beyond words and yet as natural as breathing. How can a place be both other-worldly and completely pedestrian is beyond me; however, Louisiana manages to do it. Louisiana is spooky that way.”
    Don Lemon, Transparent

  • #23
    Hunter Murphy
    “The only way he could truly stick out in New Orleans was if he were walking down the street on fire.”
    Hunter Murphy, Imogene in New Orleans

  • #24
    Hunter Murphy
    “The morning sun in New Orleans felt like it was trying to make a point, convincing the old world to believe something new.”
    Hunter Murphy, Imogene in New Orleans

  • #25
    Hunter Murphy
    “Buddy ran down the road, turned into another street, and vanished as if he had never been there, like another ghost from New Orleans's past.”
    Hunter Murphy, Imogene in New Orleans

  • #26
    “To encapsulate the notion of Mardi Gras as nothing more than a big drunk is to take the simple and stupid way out, and I, for one, am getting tired of staying stuck on simple and stupid.

    Mardi Gras is not a parade. Mardi Gras is not girls flashing on French Quarter balconies. Mardi Gras is not an alcoholic binge.

    Mardi Gras is bars and restaurants changing out all the CD's in their jukeboxes to Professor Longhair and the Neville Brothers, and it is annual front-porch crawfish boils hours before the parades so your stomach and attitude reach a state of grace, and it is returning to the same street corner, year after year, and standing next to the same people, year after year--people whose names you may or may not even know but you've watched their kids grow up in this public tableau and when they're not there, you wonder: Where are those guys this year?

    It is dressing your dog in a stupid costume and cheering when the marching bands go crazy and clapping and saluting the military bands when they crisply snap to.

    Now that part, more than ever.

    It's mad piano professors converging on our city from all over the world and banging the 88's until dawn and laughing at the hairy-shouldered men in dresses too tight and stalking the Indians under Claiborne overpass and thrilling the years you find them and lamenting the years you don't and promising yourself you will next year.

    It's wearing frightful color combination in public and rolling your eyes at the guy in your office who--like clockwork, year after year--denies that he got the baby in the king cake and now someone else has to pony up the ten bucks for the next one.

    Mardi Gras is the love of life. It is the harmonic convergence of our food, our music, our creativity, our eccentricity, our neighborhoods, and our joy of living. All at once.”
    Chris Rose, 1 Dead in Attic: Post-Katrina Stories

  • #27
    Federico Fellini
    “All art is autobiographical; the pearl is the oyster's autobiography.”
    Federico Fellini

  • #28
    Gary Krist
    “New Orleans, it was often observed, was the first American metropolis to build an opera house, but the last to build a sewage system.”
    Gary Krist, Empire of Sin: A Story of Sex, Jazz, Murder, and the Battle for Modern New Orleans

  • #29
    Ken  Wheaton
    “In Louisiana, one of the first stages of grief is eating your weight in Popeyes fried chicken. The second stage is doing the same with boudin. People have been known to swap the order. Or to do both at the same time.”
    Ken Wheaton, Sweet as Cane, Salty as Tears

  • #30
    “Colored or not, we all pick the white man's cotton.”
    James Lee Burke, Black Cherry Blues



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