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  • #1
    Aeschylus
    “I know how men in exile feed on dreams”
    Aeschylus

  • #2
    Edgar Allan Poe
    “I felt that I breathed an atmosphere of sorrow.”
    Edgar Allan Poe

  • #3
    Dante Alighieri
    “The experience of this sweet life.”
    Dante Alighieri

  • #4
    Thomas Mann
    “He who loves the more is the inferior and must suffer.”
    Thomas Mann

  • #5
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    “He knew that when he kissed this girl, and forever wed his unutterable visions to her perishable breath, his mind would never romp again like the mind of God.”
    F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

  • #6
    Ernest Hemingway
    “It's none of their business that you have to learn how to write. Let them think you were born that way.”
    Ernest Hemingway

  • #7
    Gustave Flaubert
    “What better occupation, really, than to spend the evening at the fireside with a book, with the wind beating on the windows and the lamp burning bright...Haven't you ever happened to come across in a book some vague notion that you've had, some obscure idea that returns from afar and that seems to express completely your most subtle feelings?”
    Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary

  • #8
    Oscar Wilde
    “Yes: I am a dreamer. For a dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.”
    Oscar Wilde, The Critic As Artist: With Some Remarks on the Importance of Doing Nothing and Discussing Everything

  • #9
    Abraham Lincoln
    “I will prepare and some day my chance will come.”
    Abraham Lincoln

  • #10
    Leo Tolstoy
    “In that brief glance Vronsky has time to notice the restrained animation that played over her face and fluttered between her shining eyes and the barely noticeable smile that curved her red lips. It was as if a surplus of something so overflowed her being that it expressed itself beyond her will, now in the brightness of her glance, now in her smile. She deliberately extinguished the light in her her eyes, but it shone against her will in a barely noticeable smile.”
    Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina

  • #11
    Milan Kundera
    “The heaviest of burdens crushes us, we sink beneath it, it pins us to the ground. But in love poetry of every age, the woman longs to be weighed down by the man's body.The heaviest of burdens is therefore simultaneously an image of life's most intense fulfillment. The heavier the burden, the closer our lives come to the earth, the more real and truthful they become. Conversely, the absolute absence of burden causes man to be lighter than air, to soar into heights, take leave of the earth and his earthly being, and become only half real, his movements as free as they are insignificant. What then shall we choose? Weight or lightness?”
    Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

  • #12
    Ernest Hemingway
    “Poor Faulkner. Does he really think big emotions come from big words? He thinks I don’t know the ten-dollar words. I know them all right. But there are older and simpler and better words, and those are the ones I use.”
    Ernest Hemingway

  • #13
    Ernest Hemingway
    “A cat has absolute emotional honesty: human beings, for one reason or another, may hide their feelings, but a cat does not.”
    Ernest Hemingway

  • #14
    Jean Rhys
    “....one of those long, romantic novels, six hundred and fifty pages of small print, translated from French or German or Hungarian or something -- because few of the English ones have the exact feeling I mean. And you read one page of it or even one phrase of it, and then you gobble up all the rest and go about in a dream for weeks afterwards, for months afterwards -- perhaps all your life, who knows? -- surrounded by those six hundred and fifty pages, the houses, the streets, the snow, the river, the roses, the girls, the sun, the ladies' dresses and the gentlemen's voices, the old, wicked, hard-hearted women and the old, sad women, the waltz music -- everything. What is not there you put in afterwards, for it is alive, this book, and it grows in your head. 'The house I was living in when I read that book,' you think, or 'This colour reminds me of that book.”
    Jean Rhys, Tigers are Better-Looking: With a Selection from The Left Bank

  • #15
    Ayn Rand
    “She thought: at this moment, the glass stem between his fingers feels just like the one between mine. We have this much in common.”
    Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead

  • #16
    Vladimir Nabokov
    “Discussion in class, which means letting twenty young blockheads and two cocky neurotics discuss something that neither their teacher nor they know.”
    Vladimir Nabokov

  • #17
    Lemony Snicket
    “Wicked people never have time for reading. It's one of the reasons for their wickedness.”
    Lemony Snicket

  • #18
    Ayn Rand
    “Have you felt it too? Have you seen how your best friends love everything about you- except the things that count? And your most important is nothing to them; nothing, not even a sound they can recognize.”
    Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead

  • #19
    Ayn Rand
    “I would give the greatest sunset in the world for one sight of New York's skyline. Particularly when one can't see the details. Just the shapes. The shapes and the thought that made them. The sky over New York and the will of man made visible. What other religion do we need? And then people tell me about pilgrimages to some dank pesthole in a jungle where they go to do homage to a crumbling temple, to a leering stone monster with a pot belly, created by some leprous savage. Is it beauty and genius they want to see? Do they seek a sense of the sublime? Let them come to New York, stand on the shore of the Hudson, look and kneel. When I see the city from my window - no, I don't feel how small I am - but I feel that if a war came to threaten this, I would throw myself into space, over the city, and protect these buildings with my body.”
    Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead

  • #20
    George Orwell
    “What can you do, thought Winston, against the lunatic who is more intelligent than yourself, who gives your arguments a fair hearing and then simply persists in his lunacy?”
    George Orwell, 1984

  • #21
    George Orwell
    “He was an embittered atheist (the sort of atheist who does not so much disbelieve in God as personally dislike Him), and took a sort of pleasure in thinking that human affairs would never improve.”
    George Orwell, Down and Out in Paris and London

  • #22
    George Orwell
    “Being in a minority, even in a minority of one, did not make you mad. There was truth and there was untruth, and if you clung to the truth even against the whole world, you were not mad.”
    George Orwell, 1984

  • #23
    Ayn Rand
    “[Dean] “My dear fellow, who will let you?”

    [Roark] “That’s not the point. The point is, who will stop me?”
    Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead

  • #24
    Ayn Rand
    “The hardest thing to explain is the glaringly evident which everybody has decided not to see.”
    Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead

  • #25
    Ayn Rand
    “Why do they always teach us that it's easy and evil to do what we want and that we need discipline to restrain ourselves? It's the hardest thing in the world--to do what we want. And it takes the greatest kind of courage. I mean, what we really want.”
    Ayn Rand

  • #26
    Aldous Huxley
    “Facts do not cease to exist because they are ignored.”
    Aldous Huxley, Complete Essays, Vol. II: 1926-1929

  • #27
    Robert Walser
    “That is all very senseless, but this senselessness has a pretty mouth, and it smiles.”
    Robert Walser, Jakob von Gunten

  • #28
    Ayn Rand
    “People think that a liar gains a victory over his victim. What I’ve learned is that a lie is an act of self-abdication, because one surrenders one’s reality to the person to whom one lies, making that person one’s master, condemning oneself from then on to faking the sort of reality that person’s view requires to be faked…The man who lies to the world, is the world’s slave from then on…There are no white lies, there is only the blackest of destruction, and a white lie is the blackest of all.”
    Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged

  • #29
    Anton Chekhov
    “You have lost your reason and taken the wrong path. You have taken lies for truth, and hideousness for beauty. You would marvel if, owing to strange events of some sorts, frogs and lizards suddenly grew on apple and orange trees instead of fruit, or if roses began to smell like a sweating horse; so I marvel at you who exchange heaven for earth. I don't want to understand you.”
    Anton Chekhov

  • #30
    Ernest Hemingway
    “There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.”
    Ernest Hemingway



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