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  • #1
    Haruki Murakami
    “Why do people have to be this lonely? What's the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?”
    Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart

  • #2
    John Green
    “What a slut time is. She screws everybody.”
    John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

  • #3
    Roald Dahl
    “I'm right and you're wrong, I'm big and you're small, and there's nothing you can do about it.”
    Roald Dahl, Matilda

  • #4
    Haruki Murakami
    “Listen, every object's in flux. The Earth, time, concepts, love, life, faith, justice, evil--they're all fluid and in transition. They don't stay in one form or in one place forever. The whole universe is like some big FedEx box.”
    Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

  • #5
    Haruki Murakami
    “Sometimes I feel so- I don’t know - lonely. The kind of helpless feeling when everything you’re used to has been ripped away. Like there’s no more gravity, and I’m left to drift in outer space with no idea where I’m going’
    Like a little lost Sputnik?’
    I guess so.”
    Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart

  • #6
    Frank Herbert
    “I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.”
    Frank Herbert, Dune

  • #7
    You develop an instant global consciousness, a people orientation, an intense dissatisfaction with the state
    “You develop an instant global consciousness, a people orientation, an intense dissatisfaction with the state of the world, and a compulsion to do something about it. From out there on the moon, international politics look so petty. You want to grab a politician by the scruff of the neck and drag him a quarter of a million miles out and say, ‘Look at that, you son of a bitch.”
    Edgar Mitchell

  • #8
    Margaret Mitchell
    “Burdens are for shoulders strong enough to carry them.”
    Margaret Mitchell, Gone with the Wind

  • #9
    Νίκος Καββαδίας
    “-Σκοτώνει, πες μου, ο χωρισμός;
    -Ματώνει, δε σκοτώνει.”
    Νίκος Καββαδίας, Τραβέρσο

  • #10
    Νίκος Καββαδίας
    “Θα μείνω πάντα ιδανικός κι ανάξιος εραστής
    των μακρυσμένων ταξιδιών και των γαλάζιων πόντων,
    και θα πεθάνω μια βραδιά σαν όλες τις βραδιές,
    χωρίς να σχίσω τη θολή γραμμή των οριζόντων.”
    Νίκος Καββαδίας, Μαραμπού

  • #11
    William Shakespeare
    “My soul is in the sky.”
    William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream

  • #12
    William Shakespeare
    “Are you sure That we are awake? It seems to me That yet we sleep, we dream”
    William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream

  • #13
    William Shakespeare
    “I’ll follow thee and make a heaven of hell,
    To die upon the hand I love so well.”
    William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream

  • #14
    William Shakespeare
    “Though she be but little, she is fierce!”
    William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream

  • #15
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    “Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.”
    F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

  • #16
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    “They’re a rotten crowd’, I shouted across the lawn. ‘You’re worth the whole damn bunch put together.”
    F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

  • #17
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    “When we pulled out into the winter night and the real snow, our snow, began to stretch out beside us and twinkle against the windows, and the dim lights of small Wisconsin stations moved by, a sharp wild brace came suddenly into the air. That's my middle-west - not the wheat or the prairies or the lost Swede towns, but the thrilling returning trains of my youth and the street lamps and sleigh bells in the frosty dark and the shadows of holly wreaths thrown by lighted windows on the snow.”
    F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby



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