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  • #1
    Aristophanes
    “By words the mind is winged.”
    Aristophanes


  • #2
    William Golding
    “Towards midnight the rain ceased and the clouds drifted away, so that the sky was scattered once more with the incredible lamps of stars. Then the breeze died too and there was no noise save the drip and tickle of water that ran out of clefts and spilled down, leaf by leaf, to the brown earth of the island. The air was cool, moist, and clear; and presently even the sound of the water was still. The beast lay huddled on the pale beach and the stains spread, inch by inch.

    The edge of the lagoon became a streak of phosphorescence which advanced minutely, as the great wave of the tide flowed. The clear water mirrored the clear sky and the angular bright constellations. The line of phosphorescence bulged about the sand grains and little pebbles; it held them each in a dimple of tension, then suddenly accepted them with an inaudible syllable and moved on.

    Along the shoreward edge of the shallows the advancing clearness was full of strange, moonbeam-bodied creatures with fiery eyes. Here and there a larger pebble clung to its own air and was covered with a coat of pearls. The tide swelled in over the rain-pitted sand and smoothed everything with a layer of silver. Now it touched the first of the stains that seeped from the broken body and the creatures made a moving patch of light as they gathered at the edge. The water rose further and dressed Simon's coarse hair with brightness. The line of his cheek silvered and the turn of his shoulder became sculptured marble. The strange, attendant creatures, with their fiery eyes and trailing vapours busied themselves round his head. The body lifted a fraction of an inch from the sand and a bubble of air escaped from the mouth with a wet plop. Then it turned gently in the water.

    Somewhere over the darkened curve of the world the sun and moon were pulling; and the film of water on the earth planet was held, bulging slightly on one side while the solid core turned. The great wave of the tide moved further along the island and the water lifted. Softly, surrounded by a fringe of inquisitive bright creatures, itself a silver shape beneath the steadfast constellations, Simon's dead body moved out towards the open sea.”
    William Golding, Lord of the Flies


  • #3
    William Golding
    “Maybe there is a beast… maybe it's only us.”
    William Golding, Lord of the Flies


  • #4
    George Orwell
    “The most effective way to destroy people is to deny and obliterate their own understanding of their history.”
    George Orwell


  • #5
    George Orwell
    “Political language is designed to make lies sound truthful and murder respectable, and to give an appearance of solidity to pure wind. ”
    George Orwell


  • #6
    Arthur Machen
    “There are strange things lost and forgotten in obscure corners of the newspaper.”
    Arthur Machen, The White People and Other Stories


  • #7
    Ray Bradbury
    “We're going to meet a lot of lonely people in the next week and the next month and the next year. And when they ask us what we're doing, you can say, We're remembering. That's where we'll win out in the long run. And someday we'll remember so much that we'll build the biggest goddamn steamshovel in history and dig the biggest grave of all time and shove war in it and cover it up.”
    Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451


  • #8
    Oscar Wilde
    “I have nothing to declare except my genius.”
    Oscar Wilde


  • #9
    Oscar Wilde
    “If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they'll kill you.”
    Oscar Wilde, The Nightingale and the Rose


  • #10
    Carson McCullers
    “Listen,” F. Jasmine said. “What I’ve been trying to say is this. Doesn’t it strike you as strange that I am I, and you are you? I am F. Jasmine Addams. And you are Berenice Sadie Brown. And we can look at each other, and touch each other, and stay together year in and year out in the same room. Yet always I am I, and you are you. And I can’t ever be anything else but me, and you can ever be anything else but you. Have you ever thought of that? And does it seem to you strange? ”
    Carson McCullers, Member Of The Wedding


  • #11
    Carson McCullers
    “How can the dead be truly dead when they still live in the souls of those who are left behind?”
    Carson McCullers, The Heart is a Lonely Hunter


  • #12
    Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
    “You can resolve to live your life with integrity. Let your credo be this: Let the lie come into the world, let it even triumph. But not through me.”
    Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn


  • #13
    Ezra Pound
    “Properly, we should read for power. Man reading should be man intensely alive. The book should be a ball of light in one's hand.”
    Ezra Pound


  • #14
    Ezra Pound
    “And the days are not full enough
    And the nights are not full enough
    And life slips by like a field mouse
    Not shaking the grass”
    Ezra Pound


  • #15
    Ezra Pound
    “Real education must ultimately be limited to men who insist on knowing. The rest is mere sheep herding.”
    Ezra Pound


  • #16
    Ezra Pound
    “What thou lovest well remains,

    the rest is dross

    What thou lov’st well shall not be reft from thee

    What thou lov’st well is thy true heritage”
    Ezra Pound, The Pisan Cantos


  • #17
    Ezra Pound
    “The temple is holy because it is not for sale”
    Ezra Pound, The Cantos


  • #18
    Ezra Pound
    “I have tried to write Paradise

    Do not move
    Let the wind speak
    that is paradise.

    Let the Gods forgive what I
    have made
    Let those I love try to forgive
    what I have made.”
    Ezra Pound


  • #19
    Edward Gibbon
    “As long as mankind shall continue to bestow more liberal applause on their destroyers than their benefactors, the thirst of military glory will ever be the vice of the most exalted characters.”
    Edward Gibbon


  • #20
    Edward Gibbon
    “I have but one lamp by which my feet are guided, and that is the lamp of experience. I know no way of judging of the future but by the past.”
    Edward Gibbon


  • #21
    Voltaire
    “Liberty of thought is the life of the soul.”
    Voltaire


  • #22
    Voltaire
    “The comfort of the rich depends upon an abundant supply of the poor.”
    Voltaire


  • #23
    Voltaire
    “Man is free at the instant he wants to be.”
    Voltaire


  • #24
    Eugene O'Neill
    “Now look here, Smithers. They's two kind's of stealing. They's the small kind, like what you does, and the big kind, like I does. Fo' de small stealing dey put you in jail soon or late. But fo' de big stealin' dey puts your picture in de paper and yo' statue in de Hall of Fame when you croak. If dey's one thing I learned in ten years on de Pullman cars, listenin' to de white quality talk, it's dat same fact. And when I gits a chance to use it . . . from stowaway to emperor in two years. Dat's goin' some!”
    Eugene O'Neill, The Emperor Jones


  • #25
    Harlan Ellison
    “You are not entitled to your opinion. You are entitled to your informed opinion. No one is entitled to be ignorant.”
    Harlan Ellison


  • #26
    T.S. Eliot
    “This is the way the world ends
    Not with a bang but a whimper.”
    T.S. Eliot


  • #27
    T.S. Eliot
    “April is the cruelest month, breeding
    lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
    memory and desire, stirring
    dull roots with spring rain.”
    T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land


  • #28
    T.S. Eliot
    “We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
    By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
    Till human voices wake us... and we drown.”
    T.S. Eliot, The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock and Other Poems


  • #29
    T.S. Eliot
    “I must tell you that I should really like to think there's something wrong with me- Because, if there isn't, then there's something wrong with the world itself-and that's much more frightening! That would be terrible. So I'd rather believe there is something wrong with me, that could be put right.”
    T.S. Eliot, The Cocktail Party


  • #30
    T.S. Eliot
    “I think we are in rats’ alley
    Where the dead men lost their bones.”
    T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land




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