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  • #1
    Deborah Harkness
    “You tell me that magic is just desire made real. Maybe spells are nothing more than words that you believe with all your heart,”
    Deborah Harkness, Shadow of Night

  • #2
    Steve Jobs
    “Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They're not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.”
    Steve Jobs

  • #3
    Audrey Hepburn
    “Paris is always a good idea.”
    Audrey Hepburn

  • #4
    Sophie Kinsella
    “It's like I'm thirteen again and he's my crush. All I'm aware of in this entire roomful of people is him. Where he is, what he's doing, who he's talking to.”
    Sophie Kinsella, Remember Me?

  • #5
    Sophie Kinsella
    “It really is the year 2007. Which means I must be...

    Oh my God. I'm twenty-eight.

    I'm old.”
    Sophie Kinsella, Remember Me?

  • #6
    Robert Fulghum
    “I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge. That myth is more potent than history. That dreams are more powerful than facts. That hope always triumphs over experience. That laughter is the only cure for grief. And I believe that love is stronger than death.”
    Robert Fulghum, All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten: Uncommon Thoughts On Common Things

  • #7
    Henry Van Dyke
    “Oh, London is a man's town, there's power in the air;
    And Paris is a woman's town, with flowers in her hair;
    And it's sweet to dream in Venice, and it's great to study Rome;
    But when it comes to living, there is no place like home.”
    Henry Van Dyke

  • #8
    Anne Rice
    “Paris was a universe whole and entire unto herself, hollowed and fashioned by history; so she seemed in this age of Napoleon III with her towering buildings, her massive cathedrals, her grand boulevards and ancient winding medieval streets--as vast and indestructible as nature itself. All was embraced by her, by her volatile and enchanted populace thronging the galleries, the theaters, the cafes, giving birth over and over to genius and sanctity, philosophy and war, frivolity and the finest art; so it seemed that if all the world outside her were to sink into darkness, what was fine, what was beautiful, what was essential might there still come to its finest flower. Even the majestic trees that graced and sheltered her streets were attuned to her--and the waters of the Seine, contained and beautiful as they wound through her heart; so that the earth on that spot, so shaped by blood and consciousness, had ceased to be the earth and had become Paris.”
    Anne Rice, Interview with the Vampire

  • #9
    Ernest Hemingway
    “I've seen you, beauty, and you belong to me now, whoever you are waiting for and if I never see you again, I thought. You belong to me and all Paris belongs to me and I belong to this notebook and this pencil.”
    Ernest Hemingway

  • #10
    Roman Payne
    “Mine was the twilight and the morning. Mine was a world of rooftops and love songs.”
    Roman Payne, Rooftop Soliloquy

  • #11
    Howard Koch
    “We'll always have Paris.”
    Howard Koch

  • #12
    Roman Payne
    “People wonder why so many writers come to live in Paris. I’ve been living ten years in Paris and the answer seems simple to me: because it’s the best place to pick ideas. Just like Italy, Spain.. or Iran are the best places to pick saffron. If you want to pick opium poppies you go to Burma or South-East Asia. And if you want to pick novel ideas, you go to Paris.”
    Roman Payne, Crepuscule

  • #13
    Samantha Schutz
    “Even the pigeons are dancing, kissing,
    going in circles, mounting each other.
    Paris is the city of love,
    even for the birds.”
    Samantha Schutz, I Don't Want To Be Crazy

  • #14
    Amy Thomas
    “I guess it goes to show that you just never know where life will take you. You search for answers. You wonder what it all means. You stumble, and you soar. And, if you’re lucky, you make it to Paris for a while.”
    Amy Thomas, Paris, My Sweet: A Year in the City of Light

  • #15
    Margaret Anderson
    “Paris is the city in which one loves to live. Sometimes I think this is because it is the only city in the world where you can step out of a railway station—the Gare D'Orsay—and see, simultaneously, the chief enchantments: the Seine with its bridges and bookstalls, the Louvre, Notre Dame, the Tuileries Gardens, the Place de la Concorde, the beginning of the Champs Elysees—nearly everything except the Luxembourg Gardens and the Palais Royal. But what other city offers as much as you leave a train?”
    Margaret Anderson

  • #16
    Victor Hugo
    “Admirable, however, as the Paris of the present day appears to you, build up and put together again in imagination the Paris of the fifteenth century; look at the light through that surprising host of steeples, towers, and belfries; pour forth amid the immense city, break against the points of its islands, compress within the arches of the bridges, the current of the Seine, with its large patches of green and yellow, more changeable than a serpent's skin; define clearly the Gothic profile of this old Paris upon an horizon of azure, make its contour float in a wintry fog which clings to its innumerable chimneys; drown it in deep night, and observe the extraordinary play of darkness and light in this sombre labyrinth of buildings; throw into it a ray of moonlight, which shall show its faint outline and cause the huge heads of the towers to stand forth from amid the mist; or revert to that dark picture, touch up with shade the thousand acute angles of the spires and gables, and make them stand out, more jagged than a shark's jaw, upon the copper-coloured sky of evening. Now compare the two.”
    Victor Hugo, The Hunchback of Notre-Dame

  • #17
    Dan    Brown
    “The decisions of our past are the architects of our present.”
    Dan Brown, Inferno

  • #18
    Dan    Brown
    “The human mind has a primitive ego defense mechanism that negates all realities that produce too much stress for the brain to handle. It’s called Denial.”
    Dan Brown, Inferno

  • #19
    Dan    Brown
    “Nothing is more creative... nor destructive... than a brilliant mind with a purpose.”
    Dan Brown, Inferno

  • #20
    Dan    Brown
    “Remember tonight...for it's the beginning of forever. - Dante Alighieri”
    Dan Brown, Inferno

  • #21
    Dan    Brown
    “Believe me, I know what it's like to feel all alone...the worst kind of loneliness in the world is the isolation that comes from being misunderstood, It can make people lose their grasp on reality.”
    Dan Brown, Inferno

  • #22
    Dan    Brown
    “Until man is nothing, God can make nothing of him. - Martin Luther”
    Dan Brown, Inferno

  • #23
    Dan    Brown
    “.."consider this. It took the earth's population thousand of years-from the early dawn of man all the way to the early 1800s-to reach one billion people. Then astoundingly, it took only about a hundred years to double the population to two billion in the 1920s. After that, it took a mere fifty years for the population to double again to four billion in the 1970s. As you can imagine, we're well on track to reach eight billion very soon. Just today, the human race added another quarter-billion people to planet Earth. A quarter million. And this happens ever day-rain or shine. Currently every year er 're adding the equivalent of the entire country of Germany.”
    Dan Brown, Inferno

  • #24
    Jim  Butcher
    “I don't care about whose DNA has recombined with whose. When everything goes to hell, the people who stand by you without flinching--they are your family.”
    Jim Butcher, Proven Guilty

  • #25
    Hunter S. Thompson
    “Strange memories on this nervous night in Las Vegas. Five years later? Six? It seems like a lifetime, or at least a Main Era—the kind of peak that never comes again. San Francisco in the middle sixties was a very special time and place to be a part of. Maybe it meant something. Maybe not, in the long run . . . but no explanation, no mix of words or music or memories can touch that sense of knowing that you were there and alive in that corner of time and the world. Whatever it meant. . . .

    History is hard to know, because of all the hired bullshit, but even without being sure of “history” it seems entirely reasonable to think that every now and then the energy of a whole generation comes to a head in a long fine flash, for reasons that nobody really understands at the time—and which never explain, in retrospect, what actually happened.

    My central memory of that time seems to hang on one or five or maybe forty nights—or very early mornings—when I left the Fillmore half-crazy and, instead of going home, aimed the big 650 Lightning across the Bay Bridge at a hundred miles an hour wearing L. L. Bean shorts and a Butte sheepherder's jacket . . . booming through the Treasure Island tunnel at the lights of Oakland and Berkeley and Richmond, not quite sure which turn-off to take when I got to the other end (always stalling at the toll-gate, too twisted to find neutral while I fumbled for change) . . . but being absolutely certain that no matter which way I went I would come to a place where people were just as high and wild as I was: No doubt at all about that. . . .

    There was madness in any direction, at any hour. If not across the Bay, then up the Golden Gate or down 101 to Los Altos or La Honda. . . . You could strike sparks anywhere. There was a fantastic universal sense that whatever we were doing was right, that we were winning. . . .

    And that, I think, was the handle—that sense of inevitable victory over the forces of Old and Evil. Not in any mean or military sense; we didn’t need that. Our energy would simply prevail. There was no point in fighting—on our side or theirs. We had all the momentum; we were riding the crest of a high and beautiful wave. . . .

    So now, less than five years later, you can go up on a steep hill in Las Vegas and look West, and with the right kind of eyes you can almost see the high-water mark—that place where the wave finally broke and rolled back.”
    Hunter S. Thompson, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas: A Savage Journey to the Heart of the American Dream

  • #26
    Stephen  King
    “Some birds are not meant to be caged, that's all. Their feathers are too bright, their songs too sweet and wild. So you let them go, or when you open the cage to feed them they somehow fly out past you. And the part of you that knows it was wrong to imprison them in the first place rejoices, but still, the place where you live is that much more drab and empty for their departure.”
    Stephen King, Rita Hayworth and Shawshank Redemption

  • #27
    Colleen Hoover
    “I'm not a sucker for happily ever afters, but if these two characters don't get theirs I might climb inside this e-reader and lock them both inside that damn garage forever.”
    Colleen Hoover, Hopeless
    tags: sky

  • #28
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “Sometimes I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I'm not living.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close

  • #29
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “Why didn't I learn to treat everything like it was the last time. My greatest regret was how much I believed in the future.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close

  • #30
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “I regret that it takes a life to learn how to live.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close



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