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“I get melancholy if I don't [write]. I need the company of people who don't exist.”
― William Trevor

“I believe in the power of the imagination to remake the world, to release the truth within us, to hold back the night, to transcend death, to charm motorways, to ingratiate ourselves with birds, to enlist the confidences of madmen.”
― J.G. Ballard

“If I should ever die, God forbid, let this be my epitaph:
THE ONLY PROOF HE NEEDED
FOR THE EXISTENCE OF GOD
WAS MUSIC”
― kurt vonnegut

“Everything was beautiful and nothing hurt.”
― Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five

“The last thing I ever wanted was to be alive when the three most powerful people on the whole planet would be named Bush, Dick and Colon.”
― Kurt Vonnegut

“A fight like this was stunning, revealing not just how much he was on the lookout for enemies, but how she too was unable to abandon argument which escalated into rage. Neither of them would back off, they held bitterly to principles.

Can't you tolerate people being different, why is this so important?
If this isn't important, nothing is.

The air seemed to grow thick with loathing. All over a matter that could never be resolved. They went to bed speechless, parted speechless the next morning, and during the day were overtaken by fear - hers that he would never come home, his that when he did she would not be there. Their luck held, however. They came together in the late afternoon pale with contrition, shaking with love, like people who had narrowly escaped an earthquake and had been walking around in naked desolation.”
― Alice Munro, Hateship, Friendship, Courtship, Loveship, Marriage: Stories

“There was a danger whenever I was on home ground. It was the danger of seeing my life through other eyes than my own.

Seeing it as an ever-increasing roll of words like barbed wire, intricate, bewildering, uncomforting—set against the rich productions, the food, flowers, and knitted garments, of other women’s domesticity. It became harder to say that it was worth the trouble.”
― Alice Munro, Hateship, Friendship, Courtship, Loveship, Marriage: Stories

“And now such a warm commotion, such busy love.”
― Alice Munro, Hateship, Friendship, Courtship, Loveship, Marriage: Stories

“What made more sense was that the bargain she was bound to was to go on living as she had been doing. The bargain was already in force. Days and years and feelings much the same, except that the children would grow up, and there might be one or two more of them and they too would grow up, and she and Brendan would grow older and then old.
It was not until now, not until this moment, that she had seen so clearly that she was counting on something happening, something which would change her life. She had accepted her marriage as one big change, but not as the last one.
So, nothing now but what she or anybody else could sensibly foresee. That was to be her happiness, that was what she had bargained for, nothing secret, or strange.
Pay attention to this, she thought. She had a dramatic notion of getting down on her knees. This is serious...
It was a long time ago that this happened. In North Vancouver, when they lived in the Post and Beam house. When she was twenty-four years old and new to bargaining.”
― Alice Munro, Hateship, Friendship, Courtship, Loveship, Marriage: Stories

“It is your duty in life to save your dream.”
― Amedeo Modigliani

“Film as dream, film as music. No art passes our conscience in the way film does, and goes directly to our feelings, deep down into the dark rooms of our souls.”
― Ingmar Bergman

“هرچه قضاوت آنها درباره من سخت بوده ‌باشد نمی‌دانند که من پیشتر خودم را سخت‌تر قضاوت کرده‌ام”
― صادق هدایت, زنده به‌گور

“اگر مرگ نبود همه ارزویش میکردند”
― صادق هدایت

“در زندگی زخمهایی است که روح را آهسته در انزوا می خورد ومیتراشد”
― صادق هدایت / Sadegh Hedayat, The Blind Owl