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  • #1
    Bernie Morris
    “They say that time is the greatest healer, but let me tell you this: there are some things that can never be healed. Sometimes you think these things are gone and can never hurt you again - like a snake in a basket - quite safe, until you take off the lid. I have taken the lid off the basket, and the snake still bites. Its fangs are long and sharp.”
    Bernie Morris, Bobby's Girl

  • #2
    Isaac Asimov
    “Never let your sense of morals prevent you from doing what is right.”
    Isaac Asimov, Foundation

  • #3
    Stephen  King
    “If you don't have time to read, you don't have the time (or the tools) to write. Simple as that.”
    Stephen King

  • #4
    Stephen  King
    “Books are a uniquely portable magic.”
    Stephen King, On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft

  • #5
    Stephen  King
    “Get busy living or get busy dying.”
    Stephen King, Different Seasons

  • #6
    Laurence J. Peter
    “Sometimes I wonder whether the world is being run by smart people who are putting us on or by imbeciles who really mean it.”
    Laurence J. Peter, The Peter Principle

  • #7
    George Carlin
    “Religion is like a pair of shoes.....Find one that fits for you, but don't make me wear your shoes.”
    George Carlin

  • #8
    Ernest Hemingway
    “When people talk, listen completely. Most people never listen.”
    Ernest Hemingway

  • #9
    Mahatma Gandhi
    “The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated.”
    Mahatma Gandhi

  • #10
    Anne Frank
    “Parents can only give good advice or put them on the right paths, but the final forming of a person's character lies in their own hands.”
    Anne Frank

  • #11
    Stephen  King
    “When you're twenty-one, life is a roadmap. It's only when you get to be twenty-five or so that you begin to suspect that you've been looking at the map upside down, and not until you're forty are you entirely sure. By the time you're sixty, take it from me, you're fucking lost.”
    Stephen King, Joyland

  • #12
    Tiffanie DeBartolo
    “We’re all searching for something to fill up what I like to call that big, God-shaped hole in our souls. Some people use alcohol, or sex, or their children, or food, or money, or music, or heroin. A lot of people even use the concept of God itself. I could go on and on. I used to know a girl who used shoes. She had over two-hundred pairs. But it’s all the same thing, really. People, for some stupid reason, think they can escape their sorrows.”
    Tiffanie DeBartolo, God-Shaped Hole

  • #13
    Bob Marley
    “One good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain.”
    Bob Marley

  • #14
    “Dear KDP Author,

    Just ahead of World War II, there was a radical invention that shook the foundations of book publishing. It was the paperback book. This was a time when movie tickets cost 10 or 20 cents, and books cost $2.50. The new paperback cost 25 cents – it was ten times cheaper. Readers loved the paperback and millions of copies were sold in just the first year.

    With it being so inexpensive and with so many more people able to afford to buy and read books, you would think the literary establishment of the day would have celebrated the invention of the paperback, yes? Nope. Instead, they dug in and circled the wagons. They believed low cost paperbacks would destroy literary culture and harm the industry (not to mention their own bank accounts). Many bookstores refused to stock them, and the early paperback publishers had to use unconventional methods of distribution – places like newsstands and drugstores. The famous author George Orwell came out publicly and said about the new paperback format, if “publishers had any sense, they would combine against them and suppress them.” Yes, George Orwell was suggesting collusion.

    Well… history doesn’t repeat itself, but it does rhyme.

    Fast forward to today, and it’s the e-book’s turn to be opposed by the literary establishment. Amazon and Hachette – a big US publisher and part of a $10 billion media conglomerate – are in the middle of a business dispute about e-books. We want lower e-book prices. Hachette does not. Many e-books are being released at $14.99 and even $19.99. That is unjustifiably high for an e-book. With an e-book, there’s no printing, no over-printing, no need to forecast, no returns, no lost sales due to out of stock, no warehousing costs, no transportation costs, and there is no secondary market – e-books cannot be resold as used books. E-books can and should be less expensive.

    Perhaps channeling Orwell’s decades old suggestion, Hachette has already been caught illegally colluding with its competitors to raise e-book prices. So far those parties have paid $166 million in penalties and restitution. Colluding with its competitors to raise prices wasn’t only illegal, it was also highly disrespectful to Hachette’s readers.

    The fact is many established incumbents in the industry have taken the position that lower e-book prices will “devalue books” and hurt “Arts and Letters.” They’re wrong. Just as paperbacks did not destroy book culture despite being ten times cheaper, neither will e-books. On the contrary, paperbacks ended up rejuvenating the book industry and making it stronger. The same will happen with e-books.

    Many inside the echo-chamber of the industry often draw the box too small. They think books only compete against books. But in reality, books compete against mobile games, television, movies, Facebook, blogs, free news sites and more. If we want a healthy reading culture, we have to work hard to be sure books actually are competitive against these other media types, and a big part of that is working hard to make books less expensive.

    Moreover, e-books are highly price elastic. This means that when the price goes down, customers buy much more. We've quantified the price elasticity of e-books from repeated measurements across many titles. For every copy an e-book would sell at $14.99, it would sell 1.74 copies if priced at $9.99. So, for example, if customers would buy 100,000 copies of a particular e-book at $14.99, then customers would buy 174,000 copies of that same e-book at $9.99. Total revenue at $14.99 would be $1,499,000. Total revenue at $9.99 is $1,738,000. The important thing to note here is that the lower price is good for all parties involved: the customer is paying 33% less and the author is getting a royalty check 16% larger and being read by an audience that’s 74% larger. The pie is simply bigger.”
    Amazon Kdp

  • #15
    Kristal Fleming
    “Love can be found anyone. Love's timing sucks nor does it care about situations. It's in us all. It makes fools out of us all.”
    Kristal McKerrington

  • #16
    Sherman Alexie
    “If you let people into your life a little bit, they can be pretty damn amazing.”
    Sherman Alexie, The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian

  • #17
    Linda De Quincey
    “Shut your mouth - there's a bus coming.”
    Linda De Quincey, Tommy's Tunnel: My grandad's story and his role in the Battle of Messines Ridge

  • #18
    If you don't like someone's story, write your own.
    “If you don't like someone's story, write your own.”
    Chinua Achebe

  • #19
    Annie Murray
    “I like writing about children because that is a time of life when our perceptions of the world are very intense, and children are so vulnerable to the fortunes of adults”
    Annie Murray

  • #20
    Karl Wiggins
    “You see what your mother-in-law hasn’t yet realised is that she’s the one who needs to hold out the olive branch, not you, because she’s the one who’s going to want to come around more and more in the future to see her grand-kids. SHE needs to make friends with YOU, not the other way around.”
    Karl Wiggins, You Really Are Full of Shit, Aren't You?

  • #21
    Bernie Morris
    “Times change and people change and you can never go back to the way things were and find them to be the same - they won't be.”
    Bernie Morris

  • #22
    Suzanne Collins
    “It's only now that he's been corrupted that I can fully appreciate the real Peeta. Even more than I would've if he'd died. The kindness, the steadiness, the warmth that had an unexpected heat behind it. Outside of Prim, my mother and Gale, how many people in the world love me unconditionally? I think in my case, the answer may be none.

    Sometimes, when I'm alone, I take the pearl from where it lives in my pocket and try to remember the boy with the bread, the strong arms that warded off nightmares on the train, the kisses in the arena. To make myself put a name to the thing I've lost. But what's the use? It's gone. He's gone. Whatever existed between us is gone. All that's left is my promise to kill Snow. I tell myself this ten times a day.”
    Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

  • #23
    Charlotte Eriksson
    “The stars are brilliant at this time of night
    and I wander these streets like a ritual I don’t dare to break
    for darling, the times are quite glorious.

    I left him by the water’s edge,
    still waving long after the ship was gone
    and if someone would have screamed my name I wouldn’t have heard for I’ve said goodbye so many times in my short life that farewells are a muscular task and I’ve taught them well.
    There’s a place by the side of the railway near the lake where I grew up and I used to go there to burry things and start anew.
    I used to go there to say goodbye.
    I was young and did not know many people but I had hidden things inside that I never dared to show and in silence I tried to kill them,
    one way or the other,
    leaving sin on my body
    scrubbing tears off with salt
    and I built my rituals in farewells.
    Endings I still cling to.

    So I go to the ocean to say goodbye.

    He left that morning, the last words still echoing in my head
    and though he said he’d come back one day I know a broken promise from a right one
    for I have used them myself and there is no coming back.
    Minds like ours are can’t be tamed and the price for freedom is the price we pay.

    I turned away from the ocean
    as not to fall for its plea
    for it used to seduce and consume me
    and there was this one night
    a few years back and I was not yet accustomed to farewells
    and just like now I stood waving long after the ship was gone.
    But I was younger then and easily fooled
    and the ocean was deep and dark and blue
    and I took my shoes off to let the water freeze my bones.
    I waded until I could no longer walk and it was too cold to swim but still I kept on walking at the bottom of the sea for I could not tell the difference between the ocean and the lack of someone I loved and I had not yet learned how the task of moving on is as necessary as survival.

    Then days passed by and I spent them with my work
    and now I’m writing letters I will never dare to send.
    But there is this one day every year or so
    when the burden gets too heavy
    and I collect my belongings I no longer need
    and make my way to the ocean to burn and drown and start anew
    and it is quite wonderful, setting fire to my chains and flames on written words
    and I stand there, starring deep into the heat until they’re all gone.
    Nothing left to hold me back.

    You kissed me that morning as if you’d never done it before and never would again and now I write another letter that I will never dare to send, collecting memories of loss
    like chains wrapped around my veins,
    and if you see a fire from the shore tonight
    it’s my chains going up in flames.

    The time of moon i quite glorious.
    We could have been so glorious.”
    Charlotte Eriksson, You're Doing Just Fine

  • #24
    Nick Hornby
    “Marcus couldn't believe it. Dead. A dead duck. OK, he'd been trying to hit it on the head with a piece of sandwich, but he tried to do all sorts of things, and none of them had ever happened before. He'd tried to get the highest score on the Stargazer machine in the kabab shop on Hornsey road - nothing. He'd tried to read Nicky's thoughts by staring at the back of his head every maths lesson for a week - nothing. It really annoyed him that the only thing he'd ever achieved through trying was something he hadn't really wanted to do that much in the first place. And anyway, since when did hitting a bird with a sandwich ever kill it? People spend half their lives throwing things at the ducks in Regent's Park. How come he managed to pick a duck that pathetic?”
    Nick Hornby, About a Boy

  • #25
    Cassandra Clare
    “Stephen Herondale would have killed me if he’d ever met me. I would not have been safe living among people like you, or like him. I am the wife and mother of warriors who fought and died and never dishonored themselves as you have. I have worn gear, wielded blades, and slain demons, and all I wished was to overcome evil so that I could live and be happy with those I loved. I’d hoped I had made this a better, safer world for my children. Because of Valentine’s Circle, the Herondale line, the line that was my son’s children’s children, is finished. That happened through you and your Circle and your husband. Stephen Herondale died with hate in his heart and the blood of my people on his hands. I can imagine no more horrible way for mine and Will’s line to end. I will have to carry for the rest of my life the wound of what Valentine’s Circle has done to me, and I will live forever.”
    Cassandra Clare , The Last Stand of the New York Institute

  • #26
    Michael  Grant
    “Caine raised the debris off himself.
    The bugs were all gone. He saw the tail of one as it raced away.
    If he went after them, he'd probably get killed.
    But stay here and do what? Be safe? He'd have been safe on the island. He hadn't come back to be safe.
    Two possible outcomes: the bugs killed everyone and then who would Caine rule over? Or the bugs were defeated by someone else. And then how would he ever get control? Power would go to whoever won this fight.
    Still Caine hesitated. A big, warm bed. A beautiful girl to share it with. Food. Water. Everything he needed, just a few miles away on the island. The logical, rational answer was obvious.
    "Which is why the world stays messed up," Caine said under his breath. "People aren't rational."
    He took a few deep, steadying breaths, and prepared to die for power. (p435)”
    Michael Grant (author)

  • #27
    Patrick Ness
    “But you can’t make war personal,” I say, “or you’ll never make the right decisions.”
    “And if you didn’t make personal decisions, you wouldn’t be a person. All war is personal somehow, isn’t it? For somebody? Except it’s usually hate.”
    “Lee—”
    “I’m just saying how lucky he is to have someone love him so much they’d take on the whole world.” His Noise is uncomfortable, wondering what I’m looking like, how I’m responding. “That’s all I’m saying.”
    “He’d do it for me,” I say quietly.
    I’d do it for you too, Lee’s Noise says.
    And I know he would.
    But those people who die because we do it, don’t they have people who’d kill for them?
    So who’s right?”
    Patrick Ness

  • #28
    Karl Wiggins
    “In an age when most black women belonged to the ‘servant class’ – sweeping the yard, making the beds, cooking etc. – Bessie, orphaned at five, asked the Irish lady who took her into her home in Boston when she lost both her parents if she’d buy her a motorcycle.
    And with the simple advice, “Just don’t get hurt” and even though “nice girls didn’t go around riding motorcycles” her adoptive mother bought her a 1927 Indian.”
    Karl Wiggins, Wrong Planet - Searching for your Tribe

  • #29
    Karl Wiggins
    “Choose carefully. Avoid Rag, Tag & Bobtail. Avoid those who play it safe. They won’t offer a helping hand, and they can’t advise you. They’re boring, and that’s just about all that can be said about them. They are dead and obsolete. That’s it. They exist, they happen, but they don’t actually live.”
    Karl Wiggins, Wrong Planet - Searching for your Tribe

  • #30
    Karl Wiggins
    “At the tender age of 19 Bessie Stringfield commenced traveling across the United States. She’d toss a penny onto a map of the States and wherever it landed was where she’d go, and this was at the height of racism at its ugliest, yet this never stopped her. Though often denied accommodation because of the colour of her skin, she would find a place to sleep with black families or, if this wasn’t possible, she’d simply sleep on her motorbike at filling stations, using her rolled up jacket as a pillow”
    Karl Wiggins, Wrong Planet - Searching for your Tribe



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