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  • #1
    Elizabeth Gilbert
    “Every intimacy carries secreted somewhere below its initial lovely surfaces, the ever-coiled makings of complete catastrophe.”
    Elizabeth Gilbert, Committed: A Skeptic Makes Peace with Marriage

  • #3
    Heather  Marsh
    “The act of falling ill is enough to cast a person as the negative image in an industrial endogroup. This has been obvious for years through the condemnation of the ill to poverty and social ostracization but it becomes more evident as hospitals are threatened with bombs and hospital workers are evicted and shunned.”
    Heather Marsh, The Creation of Me, Them and Us

  • #3
    Marjane Satrapi
    “To be the mistress of a married man is to have the better role. Do you realize? His dirty shirt, his disgusting underwear, his daily ironing, his bad breath, his hemorrhoid attacks, his fuss, not to mention his bad moods, and his tantrums. Well all that is for his wife.
    When a married man comes to his mistress... he's always bleached and ironed, his teeth sparkle, his breath is like perfume, he's in a good mood, he's full of conversation, he is there to have a good time with you.”
    Marjane Satrapi, Embroideries

  • #8
    Orhan Pamuk
    “in this night, pure and everlasting, like an old fairy tale, being Turkish felt infinitely better than being poor.”
    Orhan Pamuk, A Strangeness in My Mind

  • #9
    Morrissey
    “Last night I dreamt that somebody loved me.
    No hope, no harm; just another false alarm”
    Morrissey

  • #10
    Lorrie Moore
    “I remember thinking that once there had been a time when women died of brain fevers caught from the prick of their hat pins, and that still, after all this time, it was hard being a girl, lugging around these bodies that were never right – wounds that needed fixing, heads that needed hats, corrections, corrections.”
    Lorrie Moore, Who Will Run the Frog Hospital?: 'So marvellous that it often stops one in one's tracks.' OBSERVER

  • #12
    Maggie Downs
    “When the road stretches long and dark and ragged, it’s sweetness that remains at the end of it.”
    Maggie Downs, Braver Than You Think: Around the World on the Trip of My (Mother’s) Lifetime

  • #14
    David Sedaris
    “I hoped our lives would continue this way forever, but inevitably the past came knocking. Not the good kind that was collectible but the bad kind that had arthritis.”
    David Sedaris, When You Are Engulfed in Flames

  • #15
    Christos Tsiolkas
    “Homesickness hits hardest in the middle of a crowd in a large, alien city.”
    Christos Tsiolkas, Barracuda

  • #16
    Toni Morrison
    “There is a loneliness that can be rocked. Arms crossed, knees drawn up, holding, holding on, this motion, unlike a ship's, smooths and contains the rocker. It's an inside kind--wrapped tight like skin. Then there is the loneliness that roams. No rocking can hold it down. It is alive. On its own. A dry and spreading thing that makes the sound of one's own feet going seem to come from a far-off place.”
    Toni Morrison, Beloved

  • #19
    Hilary Mantel
    “There is a time to be silent. There is a time to talk for your life.”
    Hilary Mantel, The Mirror & the Light

  • #22
    Fiona Apple
    “I let the beast in too soon I don't know how to live without his hand on my throat. I fight him always and still. Oh, darling it's so sweet. You think you know how crazy, how crazy I am.”
    Fiona Apple

  • #24
    Rebecca Solnit
    “I argued that you don’t know if your actions are futile; that you don’t have the memory of the future; that the future is indeed dark, which is the best thing it could be; and that, in the end, we always act in the dark.”
    Rebecca Solnit, Men Explain Things to Me

  • #28
    Ernest Hemingway
    “I don't know," I said. "There isn't always an explanation for everything."
    "Oh, isn't there? I was brought up to think there was."
    "That's awfully nice.”
    Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms

  • #29
    Charles Bukowski
    “An intellectual says a simple thing in a hard way. An artist says a hard thing in a simple way.”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #34
    Ernest Hemingway
    “All good books are alike in that they are truer than if they had really happened and after you are finished reading one you will feel that all that happened to you and afterwards it all belongs to you: the good and the bad, the ecstasy, the remorse and sorrow, the people and the places and how the weather was. If you can get so that you can give that to people, then you are a writer.”
    Ernest Hemingway

  • #39
    Rebecca Solnit
    “Never turn down an adventure without a really good reason.”
    Rebecca Solnit

  • #43
    Orhan Pamuk
    “Nothing makes you happy in life except love... Neither the books you write or cites you see... I am very lonely... If I say that I want to be here in this city close to you until the end of my life would you believe me?”
    Orhan Pamuk, Snow

  • #45
    Friedrich Nietzsche
    “Observe how children weep and cry, so that they will be pitied, how they wait for the moment when their condition will be noticed, Or live among the ill and depressed, and question whether their eloquent laments and whimpering, the spectacle of their misfortune, is not basically aimed at hurting those present. The pity that the spectators then express consoles the weak and suffering, inasmuch as they see that, despite all their weakness, they still have at least one power: the power to hurt.”
    Friedrich Nietzsche, Aphorisms on Love and Hate

  • #47
    Paula McLain
    “In Paris, you couldn’t really turn around without seeing the result of lovers’ bad decisions. An artist given to sexual excess was almost a cliché, but no one seemed to mind. As long as you were making something good or interesting or sensational, you could have as many lovers as you wanted and ruin them all.”
    Paula McLain, The Paris Wife
    tags: paris

  • #48
    D.H. Lawrence
    “He worked very hard, till nothing lived in him but his eyes.”
    D.H. Lawrence, The Rainbow

  • #49
    Peter Carey
    “How do you know how much to pay if you don't know what it's worth?”
    Peter Carey

  • #50
    “Sunset is still my favorite color, and rainbow is second.”
    Mattie J.T. Stepanek

  • #51
    Thomas Pynchon
    “It had been dark at the beach for hours, he hadn't been smoking much and it wasn't headlights – but before she turned away, he could swear he saw light falling on her face, the orange light just after sunset that catches a face turned to the west, watching the ocean for someone to come in on the last wave of the day, in to shore and safety.”
    Thomas Pynchon, Inherent Vice

  • #52
    Siddhartha Mukherjee
    “We want to eliminate suffering, but we also want to “keep those sufferings.” It is easy to understand Susan Sontag’s formulation of illness as the “night-side of life.” That conception works for many forms of illness—but not all. The difficulty lies in defining where twilight ends or where daybreak begins. It does not help that the very definition of illness in one circumstance becomes the definition of exceptional ability in another. Night on one side of the globe is often day, resplendent and glorious, on a different continent.”
    Siddhartha Mukherjee, The Gene: An Intimate History

  • #53
    Chuck Palahniuk
    “A girl calls and asks, "Does it hurt very much to die?"
    "Well, sweetheart," I tell her, "yes, but it hurts a lot more to keep living.”
    Chuck Palahniuk, Survivor

  • #54
    Blake Crouch
    “There were moments when you saw the people you loved for who they really were, separate from the baggage of projection and shared histories. When you saw them with fresh eyes, as a stranger might, and caught the feeling of the first time you loved them. Before the tears and the armor chinks. When there was still the possibility of perfection.”
    Blake Crouch, Pines

  • #55
    Michelle de Kretser
    “Predictably, the national broadcaster—a viper’s nest of socialists, tree-huggers and ugly, barren females—had seized on the survey, exhuming one of its bleeding-heart ideologues to moan about funding cuts to education.”
    Michelle de Kretser, The Life to Come

  • #56
    Heather     Rose
    “What sort of brainwashing, he had wondered, had created a world in which people worked fifty or sixty hours a week, every week, no matter how beautiful the day outside, no matter what thoughts they were having? Where would the paintings come from? The novels and sculptures? The music?”
    Heather Rose, The Museum of Modern Love

  • #57
    Heather     Rose
    “I wanted to be free of today. As if in the telling, there would be a cure.”
    Heather Rose, The Butterfly Man



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