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  • #1
    Franz Kafka
    “I am a cage, in search of a bird.”
    Franz Kafka

  • #2
    Bruno Schulz
    “I lead a life much below my level. Beyond the books, which trickle in slowly (I have to read what I can get, not what I have a mind to read), I have nothing to sustain my inner life; and everything around me exudes an indescribable prosiness, which presses down on me too with its brutal weight. Nothing on the order of a stroll with a dear person, not one hour of quiet and serene contemplation--all is tainted by mundane worry and staleness. I take it that productive creators fence themselves off from their environment by a certain regimen of living, a certain organization of their daily routine that does not allow the workaday banality, humdrum job, and the rest of it to get to them. I badly feel the lack of such a regimen, my incapacity to subject myself to such a discipline. One must, for instance, fence off one's inner life, not permit the vermin of ordinary cares to infest it. Some blindness used to protect me from this truth; I wore blinkers like a horse in harness. Now reality has won and penetrated my interior.”
    Bruno Schulz

  • #3
    Philip K. Dick
    “Today we live in a society in which spurious realities are manufactured by the media, by governments, by big corporations, by religious groups, political groups... So I ask, in my writing, What is real? Because unceasingly we are bombarded with pseudo-realities manufactured by very sophisticated people using very sophisticated electronic mechanisms. I do not distrust their motives; I distrust their power. They have a lot of it. And it is an astonishing power: that of creating whole universes, universes of the mind. I ought to know. I do the same thing.”
    Philip K. Dick

  • #4
    Bruno Schulz
    “On those luminous mornings Adela returned from the market, like Pomona emerging from the flames of day, spilling from her basket the coloful beauty of the sun –the shiny pink cherries full of juice under their transparent skins, the mysterious apricots in whose golden pulp lay the core of long afternoons. And next to that pure poetry of fruit, she unloaded sides of meat with their keyboard of ribs swollen with energy and strength, and seaweeds of vegetables like dead octopuses and squids–the raw material of meals with a yet undefined taste, the vegetative and terrestrial ingredients of dinner, exuding a wild and rustic smell.”
    Bruno Schulz, The Street of Crocodiles
    tags: food

  • #5
    Jostein Gaarder
    “Only philosophers embark on this perilous expedition to the outermost reaches of language and existence. Some of them fall off, but others cling on desperately and yell at the people nestling deep in the snug softness, stuffing themselves with delicious food and drink. 'Ladies and Gentlemen,' they yell, 'we are floating in space!' But none of the people down there care”
    Jostein Gaarder, Sophie’s World

  • #6
    George Orwell
    “It is a feeling of relief, almost of pleasure, at knowing yourself at last genuinely down and out. You have talked so often of going to the dogs — and well, here are the dogs, and you have reached them, and you can stand it. It takes off a lot of anxiety.”
    George Orwell, Down and Out in Paris and London

  • #7
    Oscar Wilde
    “I can stand brute force, but brute reason is quite unbearable. There is something unfair about it's use. It is hitting below the intellect.”
    Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray
    tags: humor

  • #8
    Jerome K. Jerome
    “I can't sit still and see another man slaving and working. I want to get up and superintend, and walk round with my hands in my pockets, and tell him what to do. It is my energetic nature. I can't help it.”
    Jerome K. Jerome, Three Men in a Boat

  • #9
    Jerome K. Jerome
    “Let your boat of life be light, packed with only what you need - a homely home and simple pleasures, one or two friends, worth the name, someone to love and someone to love you, a cat, a dog, and a pipe or two, enough to eat and enough to wear, and a little more than enough to drink; for thirst is a dangerous thing. ”
    Jerome K. Jerome, Three Men in a Boat

  • #10
    Jerome K. Jerome
    “It is impossible to enjoy idling thoroughly unless one has plenty of work to do. There is no fun in doing nothing when you have nothing to do. Wasting time is merely an occupation then, and a most exhausting one. Idleness, like kisses, to be sweet must be stolen.”
    Jerome K. Jerome

  • #11
    Jerome K. Jerome
    “After a cup of tea (two spoonsful for each cup, and don't let it stand more than three minutes,) it says to the brain, "Now, rise, and show your strength. Be eloquent, and deep, and tender; see, with a clear eye, into Nature and into life; spread your white wings of quivering thought, and soar, a god-like spirit, over the whirling world beneath you, up through long lanes of flaming stars to the gates of eternity!”
    Jerome K. Jerome, Three Men in a Boat
    tags: humor, tea

  • #12
    Jerome K. Jerome
    “Idling has always been my strong point.”
    Jerome K. Jerome, Idle Thoughts of an Idle Fellow

  • #13
    Jerome K. Jerome
    “If you are foolish enough to be contented, don't show it, but grumble with the rest; and if you can do with a little, ask for a great deal. Because if you don't you won't get any.”
    Jerome K. Jerome, Idle Thoughts of an Idle Fellow

  • #14
    Walter Benjamin
    “A Klee painting named 'Angelus Novus' shows an angel looking as though he is about to move away from something he is fixedly contemplating. His eyes are staring, his mouth is open, his wings are spread. This is how one pictures the angel of history. His face is turned toward the past. Where we perceive a chain of events, he sees one single catastrophe which keeps piling wreckage upon wreckage and hurls it in front of his feet. The angel would like to stay, awaken the dead, and make whole what has been smashed. But a storm is blowing from Paradise; it has got caught in his wings with such violence that the angel can no longer close them. This storm irresistibly propels him into the future to which his back is turned, while the pile of debris before him grows skyward. This storm is what we call progress.”
    Walter Benjamin

  • #15
    Ursula K. Le Guin
    “The trouble is that we have a bad habit, encouraged by pedants and sophisticates, of considering happiness as something rather stupid. Only pain is intellectual, only evil interesting. This is the treason of the artist; a refusal to admit the banality of evil and the terrible boredom of pain.”
    Ursula K. LeGuin, The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas

  • #16
    Thomas Pynchon
    “I came," she said, "hoping you could talk me out of a fantasy."
    Cherish it!" cried Hilarious, fiercely. "What else do any of you have? Hold it tightly by it's little tentacle, don't let the Freudians coax it away or the pharmacists poison it out of you. Whatever it is, hold it dear, for when you lose it you go over by that much to the others. You begin to cease to be.”
    Thomas Pynchon, The Crying of Lot 49

  • #17
    Emil M. Cioran
    “It is not worth the bother of killing yourself, since you always kill yourself too late.”
    Emil Cioran, The Trouble With Being Born

  • #18
    Emil M. Cioran
    “Only optimists commit suicide, optimists who no longer succeed at being optimists. The others, having no reason to live, why would they have any to die?”
    Emil Cioran

  • #19
    Philip K. Dick
    “Reality is that which, when you stop believing in it, doesn't go away.”
    Philip K. Dick, I Hope I Shall Arrive Soon

  • #20
    Philip K. Dick
    “We must content ourselves with the mystery, the absurdity, the contradictions, the hostility, but also the generosity that our environment offers us. It's not much, but it's always better than the deadly, defeatist certainty of the paranoid.”
    Philip K. Dick, Philip K. Dick: The Last Interview and Other Conversations

  • #21
    William S. Burroughs
    “The junk merchant doesn't sell his product to the consumer, he sells the consumer to his product. He does not improve and simplify his merchandise. He degrades and simplifies the client.”
    William S. Burroughs, Naked Lunch: The Restored Text

  • #22
    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

  • #23
    Vladimir Nabokov
    “He broke my heart. You merely broke my life.”
    Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita

  • #24
    Vladimir Nabokov
    “I need you, the reader, to imagine us, for we don't really exist if you don't.”
    Nabokov Vladimi, Lolita

  • #25
    Vladimir Nabokov
    “There is an old American saying 'He who lives in a glass house should not try to kill two birds with one stone.”
    Vladimir Nabokov, Pnin
    tags: humor

  • #26
    Vladimir Nabokov
    “If his Russian was music, his English was murder.”
    Vladimir Nabokov, Pnin

  • #27
    Anna Akhmatova
    “You will hear thunder and remember me,
    and think: she wanted storms...”
    Anna Akhmatova

  • #28
    Immanuel Kant
    “Thoughts without content are empty, intuitions without concepts are blind.”
    Immanuel Kant, Critique of Pure Reason

  • #29
    Fran Lebowitz
    “Very few people possess true artistic ability. It is therefore both unseemly and unproductive to irritate the situation by making an effort. If you have a burning, restless urge to write or paint, simply eat something sweet and the feeling will pass. Your life story would not make a good book. Do not even try.”
    Fran Lebowitz, The Fran Lebowitz Reader

  • #30
    Douglas Adams
    “Beethoven tells you what it's like to be Beethoven and Mozart tells you what it's like to be human. Bach tells you what it's like to be the universe.”
    Douglas Adams



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