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“I let everything burn.”
— Charles Bukowski, from The Roominghouse Madrigals; “Thermometer,”
“A person learns how to love himself through the simple acts of loving and being loved by someone else.”
— Haruki Murakami, 1Q84
“We tell stories not to die of life…”
— Antjie Krog, Country of My Skull
But the world did go on, unashamed, after you
Agha Shahid Ali, from “After You,” Call Me Ishmael Tonight: A Book of Ghazals (W. W. Norton Company, 2003)
The only lies for which we are truly punished are those we tell ourselves.
V.S. Naipaul, In a Free State (via books-n-quotes)
How complicated and unpredictable the machinery of life really is.
Kurt Vonnegut, Cat’s Cradle (via books-n-quotes)
We’re all performing our bruises.
Analicia Sotelo, from “Private Property” published in The Rumpus (via words-and-coffee)
All great art has madness, and quite a lot of bad art has it, too.
William Saroyan, My Heart’s in the Highlands (via books-n-quotes)
I obviously do everything to be ‘hard to understand’ myself.
Friedrich Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil (via the-book-diaries)
As far as I could see, life demanded skills I didn’t have.
Susanna Kaysen, Girl, Interrupted (via books-n-quotes)
Art is not what you see, but what you make others see.
Edgar Degas (via wnq-art)
A bad idea written down is far better and far more useful to you than a blank sheet of paper and a mythical piece of brilliance that has been stuck in your head out of fear of failure. Go ahead and fail. Then make it better.
My screenwriting prof.
I felt like a lot of people needed to hear this. Including myself.
(via shaelinwrites)
Do not expect people to tell you the truth because they also lie to themselves.
Don Miguel Ruiz,The Four Agreements (via books-n-quotes)
I have this strange feeling that I’m not myself anymore. It’s hard to put into words, but I guess it’s like I was fast asleep, and someone came, disassembled me, and hurriedly put me back together again. That sort of feeling.
Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart (via wordsnquotes)
We’re talking about the novel, right? But maybe we’re not. We’re talking about ourselves. And I guess that’s what can start to happen when you talk about a book.
Meg Wolitzer, Belzhar (via books-n-quotes)
I tell myself I am searching for something. But more and more, it feels like I am wandering, waiting for something to happen to me, something that will change everything, something that my whole life has been leading up to.
Khaled Hosseini, And the Mountains Echoed (via books-n-quotes)