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    George R.R. Martin
    “A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies, said Jojen. The man who never reads lives only one.”
    George R.R. Martin, A Dance with Dragons

  • #2
    John  Williams
    “Young people," McDonald said contemptuously. "You always think there's something to find out."

    "Yes, sir," Andrews said.

    "Well, there's nothing," McDonald said. "You get born, and you nurse on lies, and you get weaned on lies, and you learn fancier lies in school. You live all your life on lies, and then maybe when you're ready to die, it comes to you — that there's nothing, nothing but yourself and what you could have done. Only you ain't done it, because the lies told you there was something else. Then you know you could of had the world, because you're the only one that knows the secret; only then it's too late. You're too old."

    "No," Andrews said. A vague terror crept from the darkness that surrounded them, and tightened his voice. "That's not the way it is."

    "You ain't learned, then," McDonald said. "You ain't learned yet. . . .”
    John Williams, Butcher's Crossing

  • #3
    George R.R. Martin
    “Old stories are like old friends, she used to say. You have to visit them from time to time.”
    George R.R. Martin, A Storm of Swords

  • #4
    George R.R. Martin
    “History is a wheel, for the nature of man is fundamentally unchanging. What has happened before will perforce happen again.”
    George R.R. Martin, A Feast for Crows

  • #5
    Robin Hobb
    “Home is people. Not a place. If you go back there after the people are gone, then all you can see is what is not there any more.”
    Robin Hobb, Fool's Fate

  • #6
    Tad Williams
    “He who is certain he knows the ending of things when he is only beginning them is either extremely wise or extremely foolish; no matter which is true, he is certainly an unhappy man, for he has put a knife in the heart of wonder.”
    Tad Williams, The Dragonbone Chair

  • #7
    John  Williams
    “But whatever he spoke he knew would be but another name for the wildness that he sought. It was a freedom and a goodness, a hope and a vigor that he perceived to underlie all the familiar things of his life, which were not free or good or hopeful or vigorous. What he sought was the source and preserver of his world, a world which seemed to turn ever in fear away from its source, rather than search it out, as the prairie grass around him sent down its fibered roots into the rich dark dampness, the Wildness, and thereby renewed itself, year after year.”
    John Williams, Butcher's Crossing

  • #8
    Wilfred Owen
    Dulce Et Decorum Est

    Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
    Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
    Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
    And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
    Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots
    But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
    Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
    Of disappointed shells that dropped behind.

    GAS! Gas! Quick, boys!-- An ecstasy of fumbling,
    Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;
    But someone still was yelling out and stumbling
    And floundering like a man in fire or lime.--
    Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light
    As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.

    In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,
    He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.

    If in some smothering dreams you too could pace
    Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
    And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
    His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;
    If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
    Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
    Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
    Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,--
    My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
    To children ardent for some desperate glory,
    The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est
    Pro patria mori.”
    Wilfred Owen, The War Poems

  • #9
    Lewis Carroll
    “Curiouser and curiouser!” Cried Alice (she was so much surprised, that for the moment she quite forgot how to speak good English).”
    Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland / Through the Looking-Glass

  • #10
    David J. Griffiths
    “But physics is like carpentry: Using the right tool makes the job easier, not more difficult, and teaching quantum mechanics without the appropriate mathematical equipment is like asking the student to dig a foundation with a screwdriver. (On the other hand, it can be tedious and diverting if the instructor feels obliged to give elaborate lessons on the proper use of each tool. My own instinct is to hand the students shovels and tell them to start digging. They may develop blisters at first, but I still think this is the most efficient and exciting way to learn.)”
    David J. Griffiths, Introduction to Quantum Mechanics



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