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  • #1
    C.S. Lewis
    “I can't imagine a man really enjoying a book and reading it only once.”
    C.S. Lewis

  • #2
    Rainbow Rowell
    “The point is—I get to do this, Seth. I get to talk to guys. Do you want me to spend the rest of my life alone?” “No. Don’t be ridiculous.” “Then back off.” He leaned forward, resting an elbow on her armrest. “Are you lonely, Georgie? Do you have needs?”
    Rainbow Rowell, Landline

  • #3
    Rainbow Rowell
    “Skip ahead,” Georgie said. Petunia was wet and splotched with blood. The thing in her mouth was moving. Oh, God, she’s eating it. “She’s eating the puppies!” Heather shrieked. She was leaning behind Georgie holding a stack of towels and three bottled waters. “She’s not eating it,” pizza girl said, putting her hand on Heather’s arm. She held up her phone so they both could see. “It’s in its sac. They’re born in sacs, and the mom chews them out. It’s a good sign that she’s chewing them free. It says that pugs are notoriously bad mothers. If she didn’t do it, we’d have to.” “We’d have to chew them out?” Georgie asked.”
    Rainbow Rowell, Landline

  • #4
    Rainbow Rowell
    “The world’s sweetest dimples and the boy who never laughs.”
    Rainbow Rowell, Landline

  • #5
    George Stuart Fullerton
    “The philosopher is the man to whom is committed what is left when we have taken away what has been definitely established or is undergoing investigation according to approved scientific methods. He is Lord of the Uncleared Ground, and may wander through it in his compassless, irresponsible way, never feeling that he is lost, for he has never had any definite bearings to lose.”
    George Stuart Fullerton, An Introduction to Philosophy

  • #6
    Gloria Whelan
    “They were all brilliant. They wrote books and painted pictures, and if they ever stopped talking, which I was sure they would never do, they planned to change the world.”
    Gloria Whelan, Listening for Lions

  • #7
    D.B.C. Pierre
    “Son of a stadium full of bitches.”
    D.B.C. Pierre, Vernon God Little : a 21st century comedy in the presence of death

  • #8
    D.B.C. Pierre
    “I help the pastor unload the car and carry stuff to a cake stand right next to the train tracks. He installs me there, as caretaker of the cake stand, and – get this – I have to wear a fucken choir gown. Vernon Gucci Little, in his unfashionable Jordan New Jacks, with fucken choir gown.”
    D.B.C. Pierre, Vernon God Little : a 21st century comedy in the presence of death

  • #9
    D.B.C. Pierre
    “What happens with sassy music is you get floated away from yourself, then snap back to reality too hard. I hate that. The only antidote is to just stay depressed.”
    D.B.C. Pierre, Vernon God Little : a 21st century comedy in the presence of death

  • #10
    D.B.C. Pierre
    “Where TV lets you down, I’m discovering, is by not convincing you how things really work in the world. Like, do buses stop anywhere along the road, to pick up any kind of asshole, or do you have to be at a regular bus stop?”
    D.B.C. Pierre, Vernon God Little : a 21st century comedy in the presence of death

  • #11
    D.B.C. Pierre
    “My balls crawl up my throat.”
    D.B.C. Pierre, Vernon God Little : a 21st century comedy in the presence of death

  • #12
    D.B.C. Pierre
    “So what’s up, you dirty boy?’ she teases on the escalator. ‘Shit, I don’t know where to start.’ ‘I’ll drag it out of you.’ She slips her dry little hand into my bunch of wet finger-meats, and coaxes me through the crowd. ‘We’ll check for my cousin, then maybe grab a juice, get private.’ A juice. Grab a private juice. What a woman.”
    D.B.C. Pierre, Vernon God Little : a 21st century comedy in the presence of death

  • #13
    Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
    “Every tree, every bush, is full of flowers; and one might wish himself transformed into a butterfly, to float about in this ocean of perfume, and find his whole existence in it.”
    Johann Wolfgange Von Gothe, The Sorrows of Young Werther

  • #14
    Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
    “I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now.”
    Johann Wolfgange Von Gothe, The Sorrows of Young Werther

  • #15
    Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
    “I never felt happier, I never understood nature better, even down to the veriest stem or smallest blade of grass; and yet I am unable to express myself: my powers of execution are so weak, everything seems to swim and float before me, so that I cannot make a clear, bold outline. But I fancy I should succeed better if I had some clay or wax to model.”
    Johann Wolfgange Von Gothe, The Sorrows of Young Werther

  • #16
    Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
    “for I have learned, by my own experience, that all extraordinary men, who have accomplished great and astonishing actions, have ever been decried by the world as drunken or insane.”
    Johann Wolfgange Von Gothe, The Sorrows of Young Werther

  • #17
    Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
    “nothing puts me so completely out of patience as the utterance of a wretched commonplace when I am talking from my inmost heart.”
    Johann Wolfgange Von Gothe, The Sorrows of Young Werther

  • #18
    Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
    “The full and ardent sentiment which animated my heart with the love of nature, overwhelming me with a torrent of delight, and which brought all paradise before me, has now become an insupportable torment, a demon which perpetually pursues and harasses me.”
    Johann Wolfgange Von Gothe, The Sorrows of Young Werther

  • #19
    Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
    “It is as if a curtain had been drawn from before my eyes, and, instead of prospects of eternal life, the abyss of an ever open grave yawned before me.”
    Johann Wolfgange Von Gothe, The Sorrows of Young Werther

  • #20
    Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
    “I wander on my way with aching heart; and the universe is to me a fearful monster, for ever devouring its own offspring.”
    Johann Wolfgange Von Gothe, The Sorrows of Young Werther

  • #21
    Oscar Wilde
    “To lose one parent, Mr. Worthing, may be regarded as a misfortune; to lose both looks like carelessness.”
    Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest

  • #22
    Oscar Wilde
    “The only way to behave to a woman is to make love to her, if she is pretty, and to some one else, if she is plain.”
    Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest

  • #23
    Oscar Wilde
    “If I am occasionally a little over-dressed, I make up for it by being always immensely over-educated.”
    Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest

  • #24
    Oscar Wilde
    “LADY BRACKNELL. [Rising and drawing herself up.] You must be quite aware that what you propose is out of the question. JACK. Then a passionate celibacy is all that any of us can look forward to.”
    Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest

  • #25
    Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
    “Shame upon him who can look on calmly, and exclaim, 'The foolish girl! she should have waited; she should have allowed time to wear off the impression; her despair would have been softened, and she would have found another lover to comfort her.' One might as well say, 'The fool, to die of a fever! why did he not wait till his strength was restored, till his blood became calm? all would then have gone well, and he would have been alive now.”
    Johann Wolfgange Von Gothe, The Sorrows of Young Werther

  • #26
    Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
    “Neither a lofty degree of intelligence nor imagination nor both together go to the making of genius. Love, love, love, that is the soul of genius.”
    Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

  • #27
    Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
    “What a torment it is to see so much loveliness passing and repassing before us, and yet not dare to lay hold of it!”
    Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther

  • #28
    James Joyce
    “He wanted to cry quietly but not for himself: for the words, so beautiful and sad, like music.”
    James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man

  • #29
    Diane Ackerman
    “It began in mystery, and it will end in mystery, but what a savage and beautiful country lies in between.”
    Diane Ackerman, A Natural History of the Senses

  • #30
    Roald Dahl
    “There is no life I know to compare with pure imagination. Living there, you'll be free if you truly wish to be.”
    Roald Dahl



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