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  • #1
    Marcus Tullius Cicero
    “A room without books is like a body without a soul.”
    Marcus Tullius Cicero

  • #2
    L.M. Montgomery
    “You'd find it easier to be bad than good if you had red hair.”
    L. M. Montgomery

  • #3
    O.R. Melling
    “If you're betwixt and between, trust the one with red hair.”
    O.R. Melling, The Hunter's Moon

  • #4
    Becca Fitzpatrick
    “Patch smiled. “You come by your red hair naturally?”

    I stared at him. “I don’t have red hair.”

    “I hate to break it to you, but it’s red. I could light it
    on fire and it wouldn’t turn any redder.”
    Becca Fitzpatrick, Hush, Hush

  • #5
    Jacob Grimm
    “Skin white as snow, lips red as blood, and hair black as ebony.”
    The Brothers Grimm

  • #6
    Robert Shea
    “She was a woman with red hair and green eyes— the traits which Satan supposedly relished most in mortal females.”
    Robert Joseph Shea, The Eye in the Pyramid

  • #7
    William Shakespeare
    “The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves.”
    William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar

  • #8
    William Shakespeare
    “Hell is empty and all the devils are here.”
    William Shakespeare, The Tempest

  • #9
    William Shakespeare
    “Words are easy, like the wind; faithful friends are hard to find.”
    William Shakespeare, The Passionate Pilgrim

  • #10
    William Shakespeare
    “My tongue will tell the anger of my heart, or else my heart concealing it will break.”
    William Shakespeare, The Taming of the Shrew

  • #11
    William Shakespeare
    “O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?
    Deny thy father refuse thy name, thou art thyself thou not a montegue, what is montegue? tis nor hand nor foot nor any other part belonging to a man
    What is in a name?
    That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet,
    So Romeo would were he not Romeo called retain such dear perfection to which he owes without that title,
    Romeo, Doth thy name!
    And for that name which is no part of thee, take all thyself.”
    William Shakespeare

  • #12
    William Shakespeare
    “thus with a kiss I die”
    William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

  • #13
    William Shakespeare
    “Don't waste your love on somebody, who doesn't value it.”
    William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

  • #14
    William Shakespeare
    “The first thing we do, let's kill all the lawyers.”
    William Shakespeare, King Henry VI, Part 2

  • #15
    William Shakespeare
    “Do you bite your thumb at us, sir?
    SAMPSON [Aside to Gregory]: Is the law of our side, if I say ay?
    GREGORY [Aside to Sampson]: No.
    SAMPSON: No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at you, sir, but I bite my thumb, sir.”
    William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

  • #16
    William Shakespeare
    “O teach me how I should forget to think (1.1.224)”
    William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

  • #17
    William Shakespeare
    “Women may fall when there's no strength in men.
    Act II”
    William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

  • #18
    Daphne Kalotay
    “It wasn't that she didn't believe in love; but she no longer believed in it for herself.”
    Daphne Kalotay, Russian Winter
    tags: love

  • #19
    Daphne Kalotay
    “...She looked at the people around her and felt not just that she was surrounded by strangers, but that she herself was strange, somehow, that something kept her from ever fully bridging the gap between who she was and who all these other people, making their way through the very same day, were.”
    Daphne Kalotay, Russian Winter

  • #20
    Amy Harmon
    “I want your body. I want your mouth. I want your red hair in my hands. I want your laugh and your funny faces. I want your friendship and your inspirational thoughts. I want Shakespeare and Amber Rose novels ... And I want you to come with me when I go.”
    Amy Harmon, Making Faces

  • #21
    Sherrilyn Kenyon
    “He sad enough already because he has to deal with that bitch-goddess with the red hair. (Simi)
    Simi! (Kat)
    Well, she is a bitch-goddess. I know you love her, akra-Kat, but facts is fact and she a mean heifer. (Simi)”
    Sherrilyn Kenyon, Devil May Cry

  • #22
    Dorothy Parker
    Résumé
    Razors pain you,
    Rivers are damp,
    Acids stain you,
    And drugs cause cramp.
    Guns aren't lawful,
    Nooses give,
    Gas smells awful.
    You might as well live.”
    Dorothy Parker, Enough Rope

  • #23
    Mark Twain
    “Anger is an acid that can do more harm to the vessel in which it is stored than to anything on which it is poured.”
    Mark Twain

  • #24
    Charles Bukowski
    “one can never be sure whether it's good poetry or bad acid”
    Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell

  • #25
    Milan Kundera
    “The worst thing is not that the world is unfree, but that people have unlearned their liberty.

    The more indifferent people are to politics, to the interests of others, the more obsessed they become with their own faces. The individualism of our time.

    Not being able to fall asleep and not allowing oneself to move: the marital bed.

    If high culture is coming to an end, it is also the end of you and your paradoxical ideas, because paradox as such belongs to high culture and not to childish prattle. You remind me of the young men who supported the Nazis or communists not out of cowardice or out of opportunism but out of an excess of intelligence. For nothing requires a greater effort of thought than arguments to justify the rule of nonthought… You are the brilliant ally of your own gravediggers.

    In the world of highways, a beautiful landscape means: an island of beauty connected by a long line with other islands of beauty.

    How to live in a world with which you disagree? How to live with people when you neither share their suffering nor their joys? When you know that you don’t belong among them?... our century refuses to acknowledge anyone’s right to disagree with the world…All that remains of such a place is the memory, the ideal of a cloister, the dream of a cloister…

    Humor can only exist when people are still capable of recognizing some border between the important and the unimportant. And nowadays this border has become unrecognizable.

    The majority of people lead their existence within a small idyllic circle bounded by their family, their home, and their work... They live in a secure realm somewhere between good and evil. They are sincerely horrified by the sight of a killer. And yet all you have to do is remove them from this peaceful circle and they, too, turn into murderers, without quite knowing how it happened.

    The longing for order is at the same time a longing for death, because life is an incessant disruption of order. Or to put it the other way around: the desire for order is a virtuous pretext, an excuse for virulent misanthropy.

    A long time a go a certain Cynic philosopher proudly paraded around Athens in a moth-eaten coat, hoping that everyone would admire his contempt for convention. When Socrates met him, he said: Through the hole in your coat I see your vanity. Your dirt, too, dear sir, is self-indulgent and your self-indulgence is dirty.

    You are always living below the level of true existence, you bitter weed, you anthropomorphized vat of vinegar! You’re full of acid, which bubbles inside you like an alchemist’s brew. Your highest wish is to be able to see all around you the same ugliness as you carry inside yourself. That’s the only way you can feel for a few moments some kind of peace between yourself and the world. That’s because the world, which is beautiful, seems horrible to you, torments you and excludes you.

    If the novel is successful, it must necessarily be wiser than its author. This is why many excellent French intellectuals write mediocre novels. They are always more intelligent than their books.

    By a certain age, coincidences lose their magic, no longer surprise, become run-of-the-mill.

    Any new possibility that existence acquires, even the least likely, transforms everything about existence.”
    Milan Kundera

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  • #27
    Sylvia Plath
    “Ash, ash —-
    You poke and stir.
    Flesh, bone, there is nothing there——

    A cake of soap,
    A wedding ring,
    A gold filling.

    Herr God, Herr Lucifer
    Beware
    Beware.

    Out of the ash
    I rise with my red hair
    And I eat men like air.”
    Sylvia Plath, Ariel: The Restored Edition

  • #28
    Irvine Welsh
    “I was anti-everything and everyone. I didn't want people around me. This aversion was not some big crippling anxiety; merely a mature recognition of my own psychological vulnerability and my lack of suitability as a companion. Thoughts jostled for space in my crowded brain as i struggled to give them some order which might serve to motivate my listless life.”
    Irvine Welsh, The Acid House

  • #29
    “Being gay is like glitter, it never goes away.”
    Lady Gaga

  • #30
    Vladimir Nabokov
    “Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta. She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my arms she was always Lolita. Did she have a precursor? She did, indeed she did. In point of fact, there might have been no Lolita at all had I not loved, one summer, an initial girl-child. In a princedom by the sea. Oh when? About as many years before Lolita was born as my age was that summer. You can always count on a murderer for a fancy prose style. Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, exhibit number one is what the seraphs, the misinformed, simple, noble-winged seraphs, envied. Look at this tangle of thorns.”
    Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita



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