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  • #1
    Edgar Allan Poe
    “I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.”
    Edgar Allan Poe

  • #2
    James Dickey
    “The women of the South have brought into American literature a unique mixture of domesticity and grotesquerie.”
    James Dickey

  • #3
    William Blake
    “The man who never alters his opinion is like standing water, and breeds reptiles of the mind.”
    William Blake, The Marriage of Heaven and Hell

  • #4
    Samuel Taylor Coleridge
    “Like one, that on a lonesome road
    Doth walk in fear and dread,
    And having once turned round walks on,
    And turns no more his head;
    Because he knows, a frightful fiend
    Doth close behind him tread.”
    Samuel Taylor Coleridge, The Rime of the Ancient Mariner

  • #5
    William Blake
    “What is now proved was once only imagined.”
    William Blake

  • #6
    Samuel Taylor Coleridge
    “Readers may be divided into four classes: I. Sponges, who absorb all they read, and return it nearly in the same state, only a little dirtied. II. Sand-glasses, who retain nothing, and are content to get through a book for the sake of getting through the time. III. Strain-bags, who retain merely the dregs of what they read. IV. Mogul diamonds, equally rare and valuable, who profit by what they read, and enable others to profit by it also.”
    Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Notes and Lectures upon Shakespeare and Some of the Old Poets and Dramatists: With Other Literary Remains of S. T. Coleridge. Volume 1

  • #7
    Jasper Fforde
    “Take no heed of her.... She reads a lot of books.”
    Jasper Fforde, The Eyre Affair

  • #8
    Jasper Fforde
    “Her majesty is one verb short of a sentence.”
    Jasper Fforde, Lost in a Good Book

  • #9
    Charlotte Brontë
    “Prejudices, it is well known, are most difficult to eradicate from the heart whose soil has never been loosened or fertilised by education: they grow there, firm as weeds among stones.”
    Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

  • #10
    Jane Austen
    “The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid.”
    Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey

  • #11
    “In Ireland, you go to someone's house, and she asks you if you want a cup of tea. You say no, thank you, you're really just fine. She asks if you're sure. You say of course you're sure, really, you don't need a thing. Except they pronounce it ting. You don't need a ting. Well, she says then, I was going to get myself some anyway, so it would be no trouble. Ah, you say, well, if you were going to get yourself some, I wouldn't mind a spot of tea, at that, so long as it's no trouble and I can give you a hand in the kitchen. Then you go through the whole thing all over again until you both end up in the kitchen drinking tea and chatting.

    In America, someone asks you if you want a cup of tea, you say no, and then you don't get any damned tea.

    I liked the Irish way better.”
    C.E. Murphy, Urban Shaman

  • #12
    Wilkie Collins
    “My hour for tea is half-past five, and my buttered toast waits for nobody.”
    Wilkie Collins, The Woman in White

  • #13
    Lu Yu
    “Tea tempers the spirits and harmonizes the mind, dispels lassitude and relieves fatigue, awakens thought and prevents drowsiness, lightens or refreshes the body, and clears the perceptive faculties.”
    Lu Yu, The Classic of Tea: Origins & Rituals
    tags: tea

  • #14
    Attica Locke
    “The decor was attractive and strong, but blander than she would have thought his wealth and position afforded him. Caren couldn't see the point of having that much money if all of it led to beige.”
    Attica Locke, The Cutting Season

  • #15
    Simone Weil
    “Imagination and fiction make up more than three quarters of our real life.”
    Simone Weil

  • #16
    Wilkie Collins
    “No sensible man ever engages, unprepared, in a fencing match of words with a woman.”
    Wilkie Collins, The Woman in White

  • #17
    Wilkie Collins
    “I sadly want a reform in the construction of children. Nature's only idea seems to be to make them machines for the production of incessant noise.”
    Wilkie Collins, The Woman in White

  • #18
    J.R. Moehringer
    “I hate when people ask what a book is about. People who read for plot, people who suck out the story like the cream filling in an Oreo, should stick to comic strips and soap operas. . . . Every book worth a damn is about emotions and love and death and pain. It's about words. It's about a man dealing with life. Okay?”
    J.R. Moehringer

  • #19
    Lewis Carroll
    “Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
    Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
    All mimsy were the borogoves,
    And the mome raths outgrabe.”
    Lewis Carroll, Jabberwocky and Other Poems

  • #20
    Henry James
    “I had not gone to bed; I sat reading by a couple of candles. There was a roomful of old books at Bly—last-century fiction, some of it, which, to the extent of a distinctly deprecated renown, but never to so much as that of a stray specimen, had reached the sequestered home and appealed to the unavowed curiosity of my youth.”
    Henry James, The Turn of the Screw

  • #21
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    “Reserving judgements is a matter of infinite hope.”
    F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

  • #22
    Josephine Baker
    “Surely the day will come when color means nothing more than the skin tone, when religion is seen uniquely as a way to speak one's soul; when birth places have the weight of a throw of the dice and all men are born free, when understanding breeds love and brotherhood.”
    Josephine Baker

  • #23
    Josephine Baker
    “...It looked very different from the Statue of Liberty, but what did that matter? What was the good of having the statue without the liberty, the freedom to go where one chose if one was held back by one's color? No, I preferred the Eiffel Tower, which made no promises."
    ~ Josephine Baker, once she had seen the Eiffel Tower”
    Josephine Baker

  • #24
    John Milton
    “Of four infernal rivers that disgorge/ Into the burning Lake their baleful streams;/Abhorred Styx the flood of deadly hate,/Sad Acheron of sorrow, black and deep;/Cocytus, nam'd of lamentation loud/ Heard on the rueful stream; fierce Phlegethon/ Whose waves of torrent fire inflame with rage./ Far off from these a slow and silent stream,/ Lethe the River of Oblivion rolls/ Her wat'ry Labyrinth whereof who drinks,/ Forthwith his former state and being forgets,/ Forgets both joy and grief, pleasure and pain.”
    John Milton, Paradise Lost



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