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  • #1
    Irvine Welsh
    “It wis like auld times, but in a sense that only served tae remind us ay how much things hud changed.”
    Irvine Welsh

  • #2
    Alfred Tennyson
    “To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.”
    Alfred Tennyson, Idylls of the King and a Selection of Poems

  • #3
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “Why didn't I learn to treat everything like it was the last time. My greatest regret was how much I believed in the future.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

  • #4
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “She wants to know if I love her, that's all anyone wants from anyone else, not love itself but the knowledge that love is there, like new batteries in the flashlight in the emergency kit in the hall closet.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

  • #5
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “He awoke each morning with the desire to do right, to be a good and meaningful person, to be, as simple as it sounded and as impossible as it actually was, happy. And during the course of each day his heart would descend from his chest into his stomach. By early afternoon he was overcome by the feeling that nothing was right, or nothing was right for him, and by the desire to be alone. By evening he was fulfilled: alone in the magnitude of his grief, alone in his aimless guilt, alone even in his loneliness. I am not sad, he would repeat to himself over and over, I am not sad. As if he might one day convince himself. Or fool himself. Or convince others--the only thing worse than being sad is for others to know that you are sad. I am not sad. I am not sad. Because his life had unlimited potential for happiness, insofar as it was an empty white room. He would fall asleep with his heart at the foot of his bed, like some domesticated animal that was no part of him at all. And each morning he would wake with it again in the cupboard of his rib cage, having become a little heavier, a little weaker, but still pumping. And by the midafternoon he was again overcome with the desire to be somewhere else, someone else, someone else somewhere else. I am not sad.
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated

  • #6
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “Does it break my heart, of course, every moment of every day, into more pieces than my heart was made of, I never thought of myself as quiet, much less silent, I never thought about things at all, everything changed, the distance that wedged itself between me and my happiness wasn't the world, it wasn't the bombs and burning buildings, it was me, my thinking, the cancer of never letting go, is ignorance bliss, I don't know, but it's so painful to think, and tell me, what did thinking ever do for me, to what great place did thinking ever bring me? I think and think and think, I've thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer

  • #7
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated

  • #8
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “Just because you're an atheist, that doesn't mean you wouldn't love for things to have reasons for why they are.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

  • #9
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “Brod's life was a slow realization that the world was not for her, and that for whatever reason, she would never be happy and honest at the same time. She felt as if she were brimming, always producing and hoarding more love inside her. But there was no release...

    So she had to satisfy herself with the idea of love--loving the loving of things whose existence she didn't care at all about. Love itself became the object of her love. She loved herself in love, she loved loving love, as love loves loving, and was able, in that way, to reconcile herself with a world that fell so short of what she would have hoped for. It was not the world that was the great and saving lie, but her willingness to make it beautiful and fair, to live a once-removed life, in a world once-removed from the one in which everyone else seemed to exist.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    tags: love

  • #10
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “I am not sad, he would repeat to himself over and over, I am not sad. As if he might one day convince himself. Or fool himself. Or convince others -- The only thing worse than being sad is for others to know that you are sad.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated

  • #11
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “It has shown me that everything is illuminated in the light of the past. It is always along the side of us...on the inside, looking out.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer

  • #12
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “I got tired, I told him. Not worn out, but worn through. Like one of those wives who wakes up one morning and says I can't bake any more bread.
    You never bake bread, he wrote, and we were still joking.
    Then it's like I woke up and baked bread, I said, and we were joking even then. I wondered will there come a time when we won't be joking? And what would it look like? And how would that feel?
    When I was a girl, my life was music that was always getting louder. Everything moved me. A dog following a stranger. That made me feel so much. A calender that showed the wrong month. I could have cried over it. I did. Where the smoke from the chimney ended. How an overturned bottle rested at the edge of a table.
    I spent my life learning to feel less.
    Every day I felt less.
    Is that growing old? Or is it something worse?
    You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer

  • #13
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “ART
    Art is that thing having to do only with itself—the product of a successful attempt to make a work of art. Unfortunately, there are no expamples of art, nor good reasons to think that it will ever exist. (Everything that has been made has been made with a purpose, teverything with an end exists outside of that thing, i.e., "I want to sell this", or "I want this to make me famous and loved", or "I want this to make me whole", or worse, "I want this to make others whole.") And yet we continue to write, paint, sculpt and compose. Is this foolish of us?”
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated

  • #14
    William Shakespeare
    “There's no art to find the mind's construction in the face”
    William Shakespeare

  • #15
    Haruki Murakami
    “If you only read the books that everyone else is reading, you can only think what everyone else is thinking.”
    Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

  • #16
    Haruki Murakami
    “What if I’ve forgotten the most important thing?”
    Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

  • #17
    Ernest Hemingway
    “He rested sitting on the un-stepped mast and sail and tried not to think but only to endure.”
    Ernest Hemingway, The Old Man and the Sea

  • #18
    Aldous Huxley
    “Nothing could assuage the secular grief that was your heritage.”
    Aldous Huxley

  • #19
    Jack Kerouac
    “It made me think that everything was about to arrive - the moment when you know all and everything is decided forever.”
    Jack Kerouac, On the Road

  • #20
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “The sky slowly pulled up its blue dress to reveal night.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated

  • #21
    Joshua Ferris
    “We found ourselves wanting to hurry time along, which was not in the long run good for our health. Everybody was trapped in this contradiction but nobody ever dared to articulate it.”
    Joshua Ferris, Then We Came to the End

  • #22
    J.D. Salinger
    “Don't ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody.”
    J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye

  • #23
    Chuck Palahniuk
    “We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will.”
    Chuck Palahniuk, Diary

  • #24
    J.D. Salinger
    “I can’t explain what I mean. And even if I could, I’m not sure I’d feel like it.”
    J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye

  • #25
    Aldous Huxley
    “Time moved for you not in quotidian beats, but in the slow rhythm the ages keep –”
    Aldous Huxley

  • #26
    Ray Bradbury
    “I feel like I’ve been saving up a lot of things, and I don’t know what.”
    Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

  • #27
    Chuck Klosterman
    “The strength of your memory dictates the size of your reality”
    Chuck Klosterman, Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs: A Low Culture Manifesto

  • #28
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “I felt, that night, on that stage, under that skull, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone. I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What's so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What's so great about feeling and dreaming?”
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

  • #29
    Aldous Huxley
    “Only times and places, only names and ghosts.”
    Aldous Huxley

  • #30
    Jack Kerouac
    “…the way to the bottom of South America where the Indians are seven feet tall and eat cocaine on the mountainside?”
    Jack Kerouac, On the Road



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