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“My grandfather always said that living is like licking honey off a thorn.”
― Louis Adamic

“I can shake off everything as I write; my sorrows disappear, my courage is reborn.”
― Anne Frank

“I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end.”
― Gilda Radner

“My little old dog
a heart-beat
at my feet”
― Edith Wharton

“Nobody gets everything in this life. You decide your priorities and you make your choices. I'd decided long ago that any cake I had would be eaten.”
― Donald E. Westlake, Two Much

“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

“Adventure is worthwhile in itself.”
― Amelia Earhart

“I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet.”
― Jack London

“You know, one of the tragedies of real life is that there is no background music.”
― Annie Proulx

“Reading furnishes the mind only with materials of knowledge; it is thinking that makes what we read ours.”
― John Locke

“Read, read, read. Read everything -- trash, classics, good and bad, and see how they do it. Just like a carpenter who works as an apprentice and studies the master. Read! You'll absorb it.
Then write. If it's good, you'll find out. If it's not, throw it out of the window.”
― William Faulkner

“I don't like people who have never fallen or stumbled. Their virtue is lifeless and it isn't of much value. Life hasn't revealed its beauty to them. ”
― Boris Pasternak

“All happy families are alike; each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.”
― Leo Tolstoy , Anna Karenina

“One day might be different from another, but there ain't much difference when they're put together.”
― William H. Armstrong

“History, like love, is so apt to surround her heroes with an atmosphere of imaginary brightness.”
― James Fenimore Cooper, The Last of the Mohicans

“All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.”
― Edgar Allan Poe

“It's a strange courage
you give me ancient star:
Shine alone in the sunrise
toward which you lend no part!”
― William Carlos Williams

“Imagination does not become great until human beings, given the courage and the strength, use it to create.”
― Maria Montessori

“Each person has a literature inside them.”
― Anna Deavere Smith

“Charm is the ability to make someone else think that both of you are pretty wonderful.”
― Kathleen Winsor

“I feel I stand in a desert with my hands outstretched, and you are raining down upon me.”
― Patricia Highsmith, The Price of Salt

“The past is a candle at great distance: too close to let you quit, too far to comfort you.”
― Amy Bloom, Away

“You might as well answer the door, my child,
the truth is furiously knocking.”
― Lucille Clifton, Good Woman: Poems and a Memoir 1969-1980

“may you kiss
the wind then turn from it
certain that it will
love your back”
― Lucille Clifton

“won't you celebrate with me
what i have shaped into
a kind of life? i had no model.
born in babylon
both nonwhite and woman
what did i see to be except myself?
i made it up
here on this bridge between
starshine and clay,
my one hand holding tight
my other hand; come celebrate
with me that everyday
something has tried to kill me
and has failed.”
― Lucille Clifton

“listen,
you a wonder.
you a city of a woman.
you got a geography
of your own.

listen,
somebody need a map
to understand you.
somebody need directions
to move around you.

listen,
woman,
you not a noplace
anonymous
girl;
mister with his hands on you

he got his hands on
some
damn
body!”
― Lucille Clifton

“What they call you is one thing. What you answer to is something else.”
― Lucille Clifton

“they ask me to remember
but they want me to remember
their memories
and I keep on remembering mine”
― Lucille Clifton

“We cannot create what we can't imagine.”
― Lucille Clifton

“the lost women

I need to know their names
those women I would have walked with,
jauntily the way men go in groups
swinging their arms, and the ones
those sweating women whom I would have joined
After a hard game to chew the fat
what would we have called each other laughing
joking into our beer? where are my gangs,
my teams, my mislaid sisters?
all the women who could have known me,
where in the world are their names?
”
― Lucille Clifton