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  • #1
    Virginia Woolf
    “As long as she thinks of a man, nobody objects to a woman thinking.”
    Virginia Woolf, Orlando

  • #2
    “Peach pits are poisonous. This is not a mistake. Girlhood is growing fruit around cyanide. It will never be your for swallowing.”
    Brenna Twohy, Swallowtail

  • #2
    Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
    “It is true, we shall be monsters, cut off from all the world; but on that account we shall be more attached to one another.”
    Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

  • #4
    Albert Camus
    “I looked up at the mass of signs and stars in the night sky and laid myself open for the first time to the benign indifference of the world.”
    Albert Camus, The Stranger

  • #5
    Stephen  King
    “That’s all history is, after all: scar tissue.”
    Stephen King, Mr. Mercedes

  • #6
    Shirley Jackson
    “No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality.”
    Shirley Jackson, The Haunting of Hill House

  • #7
    Albert Camus
    “It happens that the stage sets collapse. Rising, streetcar, four hours in the office or the factory, meal, streetcar, four hours of work, meal, sleep, and Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday and Saturday according to the same rhythm – this path is easily followed most of the time. But one day the “why” arises and everything begins in that weariness tinged with amazement.”
    Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus

  • #8
    Giuseppe Ungaretti
    “Sino alla morte in balia del viaggio”
    Giuseppe Ungaretti, Il porto sepolto

  • #9
    Giuseppe Ungaretti
    “E la creatura
    terrificata
    sbarra gli occhi
    e accoglie
    gocciole di stelle
    e la pianura muta
    e si sente
    riavere”
    Giuseppe Ungaretti, Il porto sepolto

  • #10
    Giuseppe Ungaretti
    “Eccovi un uomo
    uniforme
    eccovi una lastra
    di deserto
    dove il mondo si specchia

    M'avviene di svegliarmi
    e di congiungermi
    e di possedere

    Il raro bene che mi nasce
    così piano mi nasce
    e quando ha durato
    così insensibilmente
    s'è spento”
    Giuseppe Ungaretti, Il porto sepolto

  • #11
    Giuseppe Ungaretti
    “Ha bisogno di qualche ristoro
    il mio buio cuore disperso

    Negli incastri fangosi dei sassi
    come un'erba di questa contrada
    vuol tremare piano alla luce”
    Giuseppe Ungaretti, Il porto sepolto

  • #12
    Giuseppe Ungaretti
    “Oggi
    come l'Isonzo
    di asfalto azzurro
    mi fisso
    nella cenere del greto
    scoperto dal sole
    e mi transmuto
    in volo di nubi

    Appieno infine
    sfrenato
    il solito ragazzo sgomento
    non batte più il tempo col cuore
    non ha né tempo né luogo
    è felice”
    Giuseppe Ungaretti, Il porto sepolto

  • #13
    Jean-Paul Sartre
    “A pale reflection of myself wavers in my consciousness...and suddenly the “I” pales, pales, and fades out.”
    Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea

  • #14
    Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
    “For a moment my soul was elevated from its debasing and miserable fears to which these sights were the monuments and the remembrances. For an instant I dared to shake off my chains, and look around me with a free and lofty spirit; but the iron had eaten into my flesh, and I sank again, trembling and hopeless, into my miserable self.”
    Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

  • #15
    José Saramago
    “Fear can cause blindness, said the girl with dark glasses, Never a truer word, that could not be truer,”
    José Saramago, Blindness

  • #16
    Milan Kundera
    “A person who longs to leave the place where he lives is an unhappy person.”
    Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

  • #17
    Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
    “Why did I not die? More miserable than man ever was before, why did I not sink into forgetfulness and rest? Death snatches away many blooming children, the only hopes of their doting parents: how many brides and youthful lovers have been one day in the bloom of health and hope, and the next a prey for worms and the decay of the tomb! Of what materials was I made, that I could thus resist so many shocks, which, like the turning of the wheel, continually renewed the torture?
    But I was doomed to live;”
    Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

  • #18
    Douglas Adams
    “Would it save you a lot of time if I just gave up and went mad now?”
    Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy

  • #19
    Milan Kundera
    “There is no means of testing which decision is better, because there is no basis for comparison. We live everything as it comes, without warning, like an actor going on cold. And what can life be worth if the first rehearsal for life is life itself? That is why life is always like a sketch. No, "sketch" is not quite a word, because a sketch is an outline of something, the groundwork for a picture, whereas the sketch that is our life is a sketch for nothing, an outline with no picture.”
    Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

  • #20
    Douglas Adams
    “For a moment, nothing happened. Then, after a second or so, nothing continued to happen.”
    Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy

  • #21
    Douglas Adams
    “If I ever meet myself,' said Zaphod, 'I'll hit myself so hard I won't know what's hit me.”
    Douglas Adams, The Restaurant at the End of the Universe

  • #22
    Douglas Adams
    “The story so far:
    In the beginning the Universe was created.
    This has made a lot of people very angry and been widely regarded as a bad move.”
    Douglas Adams, The Restaurant at the End of the Universe

  • #23
    Douglas Adams
    “To summarize the summary of the summary: people are a problem.”
    Douglas Adams, The Restaurant at the End of the Universe

  • #24
    Douglas Adams
    “Life is wasted on the living.”
    Douglas Adams, The Restaurant at the End of the Universe

  • #25
    Douglas Adams
    “It is worth repeating at this point the theories that Ford had come up with, on his first encounter with human beings, to account for their peculiar habit of continually stating and restating the very very obvious, as in "It's a nice day," or "You're very tall," or "So this is it, we're going to die."

    His first theory was that if human beings didn't keep exercising their lips, their mouths probably shriveled up.

    After a few months of observation he had come up with a second theory, which was this--"If human beings don't keep exercising their lips, their brains start working.”
    Douglas Adams, The Restaurant at the End of the Universe

  • #26
    Douglas Adams
    “The first ten million years were the worst," said Marvin, "and the second ten million years, they were the worst too. The third ten million years I didn't enjoy at all. After that I went into a bit of a decline.”
    Douglas Adams, The Restaurant at the End of the Universe

  • #27
    Douglas Adams
    “My doctor says that I have a malformed public-duty gland and a natural deficiency in moral fibre and that I am therefore excused from saving universes.”
    Douglas Adams, Life, the Universe and Everything

  • #28
    Douglas Adams
    “The point is, you see," said Ford, "that there is no point in driving yourself mad trying to stop yourself going mad. You might just as well give in and save your sanity for later.”
    Douglas Adams, Life, the Universe and Everything

  • #29
    Douglas Adams
    “That young girl is one of the least benightedly unintelligent organic life forms it has been my profound lack of pleasure not to be able to avoid meeting.”
    Douglas Adams, Life, the Universe and Everything

  • #30
    Douglas Adams
    “Having solved all the major mathematical, physical, chemical, biological, sociological, philosophical, etymological, meteorological and psychological problems of the Universe except for his own, three times over, [Marvin] was severely stuck for something to do, and had taken up composing short dolorous ditties of no tone, or indeed tune. The latest one was a lullaby.
    Marvin droned,
    Now the world has gone to bed,
    Darkness won't engulf my head,
    I can see in infrared,
    How I hate the night.

    He paused to gather the artistic and emotional strength to tackle the next verse.
    Now I lay me down to sleep,
    Try to count electric sheep,
    Sweet dream wishes you can keep,
    How I hate the night.

    Douglas Adams, Life, the Universe and Everything



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