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“Look on every exit as being an entrance somewhere else.”
Tom Stoppard, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead
“I'm tired of my life, my clothes, the things I say. I'm hacking away at the surface, as at some kind of gray ice, trying to break through to what is underneath or I am dead. I can feel the surface trembling—it seems ready to give but it never does. I am uninterested in current events. How can I justify this? How can I explain it? I don't want to have the same vocabulary I've always had. I want something richer, broader, more penetrating and powerful.”
James Salter, Memorable Days: The Selected Letters of James Salter and Robert Phelps
“I suspect the truth is that we are waiting, all of us, against insurmountable odds, for something extraordinary to happen to us.”
Khaled Hosseini, And the Mountains Echoed
“A great sorrow, and one that I am only beginning to understand: we don’t get to choose our own hearts. We can’t make ourselves want what’s good for us or what’s good for other people. We don’t get to choose the people we are.”
Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch
“I hate how the people who really get you are the ones you can never hold on to for very long. And the ones who don’t understand you at all stick around.”
Marisha Pessl, Night Film
“This was love: a string of coincidences that gathered significance and became miracles.”
Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, Half of a Yellow Sun
“They say, Find a purpose in your life and live it. But, sometimes, it is only after you have lived that you recognize your life had a purpose, and likely one you never had in mind.”
Khaled Hosseini, And the Mountains Echoed
“Things to do today: 1) Breathe in. 2) Breathe out.”
Ned Vizzini, It's Kind of a Funny Story
“For just one second, look at your life and see how perfect it is. Stop looking for the next secret door that is going to lead you to your real life. Stop waiting. This is it: there's nothing else. It's here, and you'd better decide to enjoy it or you're going to be miserable wherever you go, for the rest of your life, forever.”
Lev Grossman, The Magicians
“A single person is missing for you, and the whole world is empty.”
Joan Didion, The Year of Magical Thinking
“I want love to conquer all. But love can't conquer anything. It can't do anything on it's own. It relies on us to do the conquering on its behalf.”
David Levithan, Every Day
“Writing is a job, a talent, but it's also the place to go in your head. It is the imaginary friend you drink your tea with in the afternoon.”
Ann Patchett, Truth and Beauty
“Books say: She did this because. Life says: She did this. Books are where things are explained to you; life is where things aren't. I'm not surprised some people prefer books.”
Julian Barnes, Flaubert's Parrot
“What you'll find, I think, is that the things you most want to avoid are the things that make you feel the greatest when you actually do them.”
Kevin Wilson, The Family Fang
“There was another life that I might have had, but I am having this one.”
Kazuo Ishiguro, The Unconsoled
“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.”
C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves
Sometimes people are beautiful. Not in looks. Not in what they say. Just in what they are.
Markus Zusak, I Am the Messenger