Nicholas Tracey

“Yes, I'd rather be shy than smart; a foolish diffidence constrains my heart. I reach for a star; then, from a morbid dread of ridicule, I pluck a flower instead.”
― Edmond Rostand, Cyrano de Bergerac

“Wit now would be to insult the night, nature itself, the jasmine scent, the moonlight; one glimpse of the heavens and their infinite spaces reveals the absurdity of our artifices. What scares me is that the alchemy we share may fail to distil true love, the real, the rare, wasting its time on fanciful pastimes while our sophistication destroys our dreams.”
― Edmond Rostand, Cyrano de Bergerac

“A fifteen-minute walk later I'm aboard the Long Island Rail Road, just another head in the morning cattle drive to New York City......On reaching the station, the cattle rise to their feet, driven toward the exits by instinct and caffeine. I drift along for the ride, floating on a wave of group dynamics toward Seventh Avenue.”
― Hank Moody, God Hates Us All

“It's as if I have my own persona satan trolling at my shoulder, sowing doubt at every turn. The little divil sprays emotional graffiti all over the walls of my self-respect. But the little divil is me, so why would I put myself through this?”
― Bono, Surrender: 40 Songs, One Story