"I'll be in my room, making no noise and pretending that I don't exist."
— J.K. Rowling (Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets)

"Keep passing the open windows."
— John Irving

"1. I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.

I loafe and invite my soul,
I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.

32. I think I could turn and live with animals, they're so placid and self-contained,
I stand and look at them and long.

They do not sweat and whine about their condition.
They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins.
They do not make me sick discussiong their duty to God,
Not one is dissatisfied, not one is demented with the mania of owning things,
Not one kneels to another, nor to his kind that lived thousands of years ago,
Not one is respectable or unhappy over the earth.

52. The spotted hawk swoops by and accuses me, he complains of my gab and loitering.

I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable,
I sound my barbaric YAWP over the roofs of the world."
— Walt Whitman (Song of Myself)

"Everybody dies. What matters is what you do between now and when it happens to you."
— Orson Scott Card (Treasure Box)

"How does it feel, how does it feel to be without a home, like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone."
— Bob Dylan

"In homosexual sex you know exactly what the other person is feeling, so you are identifying with the other person completely. In heterosexual sex you have no idea what the other person is feeling."
— William S. Burroughs

"Magic is the sole science not accepted by scientists, because they can't understand it."
— Harry Houdini

"''Life is like a pencil with out an eraser'"
— Sandi Nielson

"I climbed the stairway (there was no elevator) and put the key in. The door swung open. Somebody had changed all the furniture around, put in a new rug. No, the furniture was new, too.
There was a woman on the couch. She looked all right. Young. Good legs. Blonde.
'Hello,' I said, 'care for a beer?'
'Hi!' she said. 'All right, I'll have one.'
'I like the way this place is fixed up,' I told her.
'I did it myself.'
'But why?'
'I just felt like it,' she said.
We each drank at the beer.
'You're all right,' I said. I put my beercan down and gave her a kiss. I put my hand on one of her knees. It was a nice knee.
Then I had another swallow of beer.
'Yes,' I said, 'I really like the way this place looks. It's really going to lift my spirits.'
'That's nice. My husband likes it too.'
'Now why would your husband...What? Your husband? Look, what's this apartment number?'
'309.'
'309? Great Christ! I'm on the wrong floor! I live in 409.'"
— Charles Bukowski

"Happiness is not a state to arrive at, but a manner of traveling."
— Margaret Lee Runbeck

"America is a lonely crock of shit..."
— Jack Kerouac (Visions of Cody)

"You're not alone, there is more to this I know. You can make it out, you will live to tell."
— You're Not Alone, Saosin

"Do the thing and you will have the power."
— Ralph Waldo Emerson

"How do you decide whats right when the right thing is to follow your heart but following your heart leads to nothing good?"
— "Unknown"

" Take off your pants and Jacket "
— Blink-182 (Blink-182: Tales from Beneath Your Mom)

"The computer is a moron. "
— Peter Drucker

"'Art is a kind of mining', he said, 'The artist a variety of prospector searching for the sparkling silver of meaning in the earth.'"
— Jane Urquhart (The Underpainter)

""Who lit the fuse on your tampon?""
— Sheekatra

"Her forehead, so high and oval, reminded him of how Shakespeare was supposed to look. He was not certain how to put this to her."
— Ian McEwan

"The prayers sent to God are often answered in the kindness of strangers."
— Unknown (serena found it off a website

"swim in ur own direction: from the goldfish brand (R)"
— goldphish (food) ; ) wassup

"Once I laughed when, I heard you saying
that I'd be playing, solitaire,
uneasy in my, easy chair.
It never entered my mind.

Once you told me, I was mistaken,
that I'd awaken, with the sun
and order orange juice for one.
It never entered my mind.

You have what I lack myself
and now I even have to scratch my back myself.

Once you warned me that if you scorned me
I'd sing the maiden's prayer again
and wish that you were there again
to get into my hair again.
It never entered my mind.
"
— Lorenz Hart

"Do what you gotta do, till you can do what you want to do."
— Norman with Contractor's College, N.O. LA

"Oftwhile balbulous, mithre ahead, with goodly trowel in grasp and ivoroiled overalls which he habitacularly fondseed..."
— James Joyce (Finnegans Wake)