Page 1 Quotes

“Anything can happen in the blink of an eye. Anything at all.
One.
Two.
Three.
Blink.”
― Meg Cabot, Abandon

“But I was beginning to learn that your life is a story told about you, not one that you tell.
Of course, you pretend to be the author. You have to.”
― John Green, Turtles All the Way Down

“Battle not with monsters lest you become one.”
― Kate Locke, The Queen Is Dead

“At the time I first realized I might be fictional, my weekdays were spent at publicly funded institution on the north side of Indianapolis called White River High School, where I was required to eat lunch at a particular time - between 12:37 P.M. and 1:14 P.M. - by forces so much larger than myself that I couldn't even begin to identify them.”
― John Green, Turtles All the Way Down

“There was no reason for Elizabeth Knoebel to suspect that this was going to be the last day of her life.”
― L.T. Graham, The Blue Journal: A Detective Anthony Walker Novel

“When at last I was taken out of the plaster, and the doctors had pulled me about to their hearts’ content, and nurses had wheedled me into cautiously using my limbs, and I had been nauseated by their practically using baby talk to me, Marcus Kent told me I was to go and live in the country.”
― Agatha Christie, The Moving Finger

“Old Laycock who came three times a week, did his best, no doubt. But his best, such as it was (which was not much) was only the best according to his lights, and not according to those of his employer. Miss Marple knew exactly what she wanted done, and when she wanted it done, and instructed him duly. Old Laycock then displayed his particular genius which was that of enthusiastic agreement and subsequent lack of performance.”
― Agatha Christie, The Mirror Crack'd from Side to Side

“Franklin Mallory, recognized the strains of Johann Sebastian Bach’s D minor toccata and fugue. Mallory found this famous work untidy and illogical and annoyingly reminiscent of Buxtehude—but then, organ music in general made him impatient. Like the rhetoric of his political enemies, it was overwrought.”
― Charles McCarry, Shelley's Heart

“The dean of the cathedral, skeletal and bald, a fiftyish man with an anxious face that bore no marks of life whatsoever, recoiled when he saw Mallory approaching. He had come outside to welcome the President himself, never expecting that he would run into his worst political enemy. The dean’s manner was perfunctory—a damp handshake, a muttered “Mr., uh, Mallory,” but no smile, no eye contact.”
― Charles McCarry, Shelley's Heart

“I have caught life. I have come down with life. I was a wisp of undifferentiated nothingness, and then a little peephole opened quite suddenly. Light and sound poured in. Voices began to describe me and my surroundings.”
― Kurt Vonnegut Jr., Deadeye Dick

“...we shall not aim at imprisoning the comic spirit within a definition. We shall regard it, above all, as a living thing.”
― Henri Bergson, Laughter : An Essay on the Meaning of the Comic

“What does laughter mean? ...The greatest of thinkers, from Aristotle downwards, have tackled this little problem, which has a knack of baffling every effort...”
― Henri Bergson, Laughter - An Essay on the Meaning of the Comic