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  • #1
    Jack Kerouac
    “[...]the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes “Awww!”
    Jack Kerouac, On the Road

  • #2
    Jack Kerouac
    “What is that feeling when you're driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? - it's the too-huge world vaulting us, and it's good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.”
    Jack Kerouac, On the Road

  • #3
    Jack Kerouac
    “A pain stabbed my heart, as it did every time I saw a girl I loved who was going the opposite direction in this too-big world.”
    Jack Kerouac, On the Road

  • #4
    Jack Kerouac
    “Boys and girls in America have such a sad time together; sophistication demands that they submit to sex immediately without proper preliminary talk. Not courting talk — real straight talk about souls, for life is holy and every moment is precious.”
    Jack Kerouac, On the Road
    tags: sex

  • #5
    Jack Kerouac
    “I was surprised, as always, by how easy the act of leaving was, and how good it felt. The world was suddenly rich with possibility.”
    Jack Kerouac, On the Road

  • #6
    Ray Bradbury
    “Why is it," he said, one time, at the subway entrance, "I feel I've known you so many years?"
    "Because I like you," she said, "and I don't want anything from you.”
    Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

  • #7
    Ray Bradbury
    “Everyone must leave something behind when he dies, my grandfather said. A child or a book or a painting or a house or a wall built or a pair of shoes made. Or a garden planted. Something your hand touched some way so your soul has somewhere to go when you die, and when people look at that tree or that flower you planted, you're there.

    It doesn't matter what you do, he said, so long as you change something from the way it was before you touched it into something that's like you after you take your hands away. The difference between the man who just cuts lawns and a real gardener is in the touching, he said. The lawn-cutter might just as well not have been there at all; the gardener will be there a lifetime.”
    Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

  • #8
    T.S. Eliot
    “To do the useful thing, to say the courageous thing, to contemplate the beautiful thing: that is enough for one man's life.”
    T.S. Eliot, The Use of Poetry and the Use of Criticism

  • #9
    T.S. Eliot
    “We shall not cease from exploration
    And the end of all our exploring
    Will be to arrive where we started
    And know the place for the first time.”
    T. S. Eliot, Four Quartets

  • #10
    T.S. Eliot
    “I said to my soul, be still and wait without hope, for hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love, for love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith, but the faith and the love are all in the waiting. Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought: So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.”
    T.S. Eliot

  • #11
    T.S. Eliot
    “April is the cruelest month, breeding
    lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
    memory and desire, stirring
    dull roots with spring rain.”
    T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land

  • #12
    Walt Whitman
    “We were together. I forget the rest.”
    Walt Whitman

  • #13
    Italo Calvino
    “Don't be amazed if you see my eyes always wandering. In fact, this is my way of reading, and it is only in this way that reading proves fruitful to me. If a book truly interests me, I cannot follow it for more than a few lines before my mind, having seized on a thought that the text suggests to it, or a feeling, or a question, or an image, goes off on a tangent and springs from thought to thought, from image to image, in an itinerary of reasonings and fantasies that I feel the need to pursue to the end, moving away from the book until I have lost sight of it. The stimulus of reading is indispensable to me, and of meaty reading, even if, of every book, I manage to read no more than a few pages. But those few pages already enclose for me whole universes, which I can never exhaust.”
    Italo Calvino, If on a Winter’s Night a Traveler

  • #14
    Czesław Miłosz
    “Language is the only homeland.”
    Czesław Miłosz

  • #15
    Czesław Miłosz
    “And Yet the Books

    And yet the books will be there on the shelves, separate beings,
    That appeared once, still wet
    As shining chestnuts under a tree in autumn,
    And, touched, coddled, began to live
    In spite of fires on the horizon, castles blown up,
    Tribes on the march, planets in motion.
    “We are,” they said, even as their pages
    Were being torn out, or a buzzing flame
    Licked away their letters. So much more durable
    Than we are, whose frail warmth
    Cools down with memory, disperses, perishes.
    I imagine the earth when I am no more:
    Nothing happens, no loss, it's still a strange pageant,
    Women's dresses, dewy lilacs, a song in the valley.
    Yet the books will be there on the shelves, well born,
    Derived from people, but also from radiance, heights.”
    Czeslaw Milosz

  • #16
    Czesław Miłosz
    “He returns years later, has no demands.
    He wants only one, most precious thing:
    To see, purely and simply, without name,
    Without expectations, fears, or hopes,
    At the edge where there is no I or not-I.”
    Czesław Miłosz

  • #17
    Ralph Waldo Emerson
    “The earth laughs in flowers.”
    Ralph Waldo Emerson

  • #18
    Ralph Waldo Emerson
    “Cultivate the habit of being grateful for every good thing that comes to you, and to give thanks continuously. And because all things have contributed to your advancement, you should include all things in your gratitude.”
    Ralph Waldo Emerson

  • #19
    Billy Collins
    “But tomorrow, dawn will come the way I picture her,
    barefoot and disheveled, standing outside my window
    in one of the fragile cotton dresses of the poor.
    She will look in at me with her thin arms extended,
    offering a handful of birdsong and a small cup of light.”
    Billy Collins, The Art of Drowning

  • #20
    Marianne Moore
    “Wolf's wool is the best wool, but it cannot be sheared, because the wolf will not comply. With knowledge as with wolves' surliness, the student studies voluntarily, refusing to be less than individual. He "gives his opinion and then rests upon it"; he renders service when there is no reward, and is too reclusive for some things to seem to touch him; not because he has no feeling but because he has so much.”
    Marianne Moore, Complete Poems

  • #21
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    “That is part of the beauty of all literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you're not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong.”
    F. Scott Fitzgerald

  • #22
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    “I don't want to repeat my innocence. I want the pleasure of losing it again.”
    F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise

  • #23
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    “And I like large parties. They’re so intimate. At small parties there isn’t any privacy.”
    F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

  • #24
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    “You see I usually find myself among strangers because I drift here and there trying to forget the sad things that happened to me.”
    F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

  • #25
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    “You don't write because you want to say something, you write because you have something to say.”
    F. Scott Fitzgerald

  • #26
    Junot Díaz
    “She was the kind of girlfriend God gives you young, so you'll know loss the rest of your life.”
    Junot Díaz, The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao

  • #27
    Chinua Achebe
    “A man who calls his kinsmen to a feast does not do so to save them from starving. They all have food in their own homes. When we gather together in the moonlit village ground it is not because of the moon. Every man can see it in his own compound. We come together because it is good for kinsmen to do so.”
    Chinua Achebe, Things Fall Apart

  • #28
    Victor Hugo
    “Reason is intelligence taking exercise. Imagination is intelligence with an erection.”
    Victor Hugo

  • #29
    Victor Hugo
    “Nothing makes a man so adventurous as an empty pocket.”
    Victor Hugo, The Hunchback of Notre Dame

  • #30
    Victor Hugo
    “Nobody knows like a woman how to say things that are both sweet and profound. Sweetness and depth, this is all of woman; this is Heaven.”
    Victor Hugo, Les Misérables



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