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“A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.”
― Robert Frost

“Perhaps, when we remember wars, we should take off our clothes and paint ourselves blue and go on all fours all day long and grunt like pigs. That would surely be more appropriate than noble oratory and shows of flags and well-oiled guns.”
― Kurt Vonnegut, Cat’s Cradle

“I fear those big words, Stephen said, which make us so unhappy.”
― James Joyce, Ulysses

“Mothers are all slightly insane.”
― J. D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye