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    Sylvia Plath
    “I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #2
    Makoto Shinkai
    “It must really be a lonelier journey than anyone could imagine. Cutting through absolute darkness, encountering nothing but the occasional hydrogen atom. Flying blindly into the abyss, believing therein lie the answers to the mysteries of the universe.”
    Makoto Shinkai, 秒速5センチメートル 1 [Byousoku 5 Centimeter 1]

  • #3
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “She wants to know if I love her, that's all anyone wants from anyone else, not love itself but the knowledge that love is there, like new batteries in the flashlight in the emergency kit in the hall closet.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close

  • #4
    Jack Kerouac
    “[...]the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes “Awww!”
    Jack Kerouac, On the Road

  • #5
    J.R.R. Tolkien
    “It's like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were. And sometimes you didn't want to know the end… because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it’s only a passing thing… this shadow. Even darkness must pass.”
    J.R.R. Tolkien, The Two Towers

  • #6
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “I felt, that night, on that stage, under that skull, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone. I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What's so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What's so great about feeling and dreaming?”
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close

  • #7
    Makoto Shinkai
    “By just living one’s life, sadness accumulates here and there, be it in the blankets hung out in the sun to dry, the toothbrushes in the bathroom, and the phone history logs.”
    Makoto Shinkai

  • #8
    Neil Gaiman
    “People believe, thought Shadow. It's what people do. They believe, and then they do not take responsibility for their beliefs; they conjure things, and do not trust the conjuration. People populate the darkness; with ghosts, with gods, with electrons, with tales. People imagine, and people believe; and it is that rock solid belief, that makes things happen.”
    Neil Gaiman, American Gods

  • #9
    “Sixsmith. I climb the steps of the Scot monument every morning and all becomes clear. Wish I could make you see this brightness. Don't worry, all is well. All is so perfectly, damnably well. I understand now that boundaries between noise and sound are conventions. All boundaries are conventions, waiting to be transcended. One may transcend any convention if only one can first conceive of doing so. Moments like this, I can feel your heart beating as clearly as I feel my own, and I know that separation is an illusion. My life extends far beyond the limitations of me.”
    Cloud Atlas 2012 Movie

  • #10
    Ray Bradbury
    “I'd like to know what a place is like when I'm not there. I'd like to be sure.”
    Ray Bradbury, The Illustrated Man

  • #11
    Joseph Heller
    “Be glad you're even alive.'
    Be furious you're going to die.”
    Joseph Heller, Catch-22

  • #13
    Ray Bradbury
    “From the outer edge of his life, looking back, there was only one remorse, and that was only that he wished to go on living.”
    Ray Bradbury, The Illustrated Man

  • #13
    Vladimir Nabokov
    “I need you, the reader, to imagine us, for we don't really exist if you don't.”
    Nabokov Vladimi, Lolita

  • #14
    Ray Bradbury
    “Why is it," he said, one time, at the subway entrance, "I feel I've known you so many years?"
    "Because I like you," she said, "and I don't want anything from you.”
    Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

  • #15
    David  Mitchell
    “I watched clouds awobbly from the floor ' that kayak. Souls cross ages like clouds cross skies, an' tho' a cloud's shape nor hue nor size don't stay the same, it's still a cloud an' so is a soul. Who can say where the cloud's blowed from or who the soul'll be 'morrow? Only Sonmi the east an' the west an' the compass an' the atlas, yay, only the atlas o'clouds.”
    David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas

  • #16
    Vladimir Nabokov
    “There are two kinds of visual memory: one when you skillfully recreate an image in the laboratory of your mind, [...]; and the other when you instantly evoke, with shut eyes, on the dark innerside of your eyelids, the objective, absolutely optical replica of a beloved face, a little ghost in natural colors.”
    Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita

  • #17
    Vladimir Nabokov
    “All colors made me happy: even gray.
    My eyes were such that literally they
    Took photographs. ”
    Vladimir Nabokov, Pale Fire

  • #18
    Sylvia Plath
    “I do not love; I do not love anybody except myself. That is a rather shocking thing to admit. I have none of the selfless love of my mother. I have none of the plodding, practical love. . . . . I am, to be blunt and concise, in love only with myself, my puny being with its small inadequate breasts and meager, thin talents. I am capable of affection for those who reflect my own world.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

  • #19
    Sylvia Plath
    “That’s one of the reasons I never wanted to get married. The last thing I wanted was infinite security and to be the place an arrow shoots off from. I wanted change and excitement and to shoot off in all directions myself, like the colored arrows from a Fourth of July rocket.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #20
    Marguerite Duras
    “I can't really remember the days. The light of the sun blurred and annihilated all color. But the nights, I remember them. The blue was more distant than the sky, beyond all depths, covering the bounds of the world. The sky, for me, was the stretch of pure brilliance crossing the blue, that cold coalescence beyond all color. Sometimes, it was in Vinh Long, when my mother was sad she'd order the gig and we'd drive out into the country to see the nighta s it was in the dry season. I had that good fortune- those nights, that mother. The light fell from the sky in cataracts of pure transparency, in torrents of silence and immobility. The air was blue, you could hold it in your hand. Blue. The sky was the continual throbbing of the brilliance of the light. The night lit up everything, all the country on either bank of the river as far as the eye could reach. Every night was different, each one had a name as long as it lasted. Their sound was that of the dogs, the country dogs baying at mystery. They answered on another from village to village, until the time and space of the night were utterly consumed.”
    Marguerite Duras, The Lover

  • #21
    Sylvia Plath
    “She stared at her reflection in the glossed shop windows as if to make sure, moment by moment, that she continued to exist.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #22
    George Saunders
    “It's a big world, and I really like it.”
    George Saunders, The Braindead Megaphone
    tags: mecca

  • #23
    David  Mitchell
    “Travel far enough, you meet yourself.”
    David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas

  • #24
    Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
    “People have forgotten this truth," the fox said. "But you mustn’t forget it. You become responsible forever for what you’ve tamed. You’re responsible for your rose.”
    Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

  • #25
    Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
    “I am looking for friends. What does that mean -- tame?"

    "It is an act too often neglected," said the fox. "It means to establish ties."

    "To establish ties?"

    "Just that," said the fox. "To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And you, on your part, have no need of me. To you I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world....”
    Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

  • #26
    Vladimir Nabokov
    “There is a very loud amusement park right in front of my present lodgings.”
    Vladimir Nabokov, Pale Fire

  • #27
    Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
    “You're beautiful, but you're empty...One couldn't die for you. Of course, an ordinary passerby would think my rose looked just like you. But my rose, all on her own, is more important than all of you together, since she's the one I've watered. Since she's the one I put under glass, since she's the one I sheltered behind the screen. Since she's the one for whom I killed the caterpillars (except the two or three butterflies). Since she's the one I listened to when she complained, or when she boasted, or even sometimes when she said nothing at all. Since she's my rose.”
    Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

  • #28
    Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
    “All men have stars, but they are not the same things for different people. For some, who are travelers, the stars are guides. For others they are no more than little lights in the sky. For others, who are scholars, they are problems... But all these stars are silent. You-You alone will have stars as no one else has them... In one of the stars I shall be living. In one of them I shall be laughing. And so it will be as if all the stars will be laughing when you look at the sky at night..You, only you, will have stars that can laugh! And when your sorrow is comforted (time soothes all sorrows) you will be content that you have known me... You will always be my friend. You will want to laugh with me. And you will sometimes open your window, so, for that pleasure... It will be as if, in place of the stars, I had given you a great number of little bells that knew how to laugh”
    Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

  • #29
    Haruki Murakami
    “If you only read the books that everyone else is reading, you can only think what everyone else is thinking.”
    Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

  • #30
    Haruki Murakami
    “And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.”
    Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore



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