"Don't Panic"
— Douglas Adams (The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy)

"The things you own end up owning you."
— Chuck Palahniuk

"Here's what's not beautiful about it: from here, you can't see the rust or the cracked paint or whatever, but you can tell what the place really is. You can see how fake it all is. It's not even hard enough to be made out of plastic. It's a paper town. I mean, look at it, Q: look at all those culs-de-sac, those streets that turn in on themselves, all the houses that were built to fall apart. All those paper people living in their paper houses, burning the future to stay warm. All the paper kids drinking beer some bum bought for them at the paper convenience store. Everyone demented with the mania of owning things. All the things paper-thin and paper-frail. And all the people, too. I've lived here for eighteen years and I have never once in my life come across anyone who cares about anything that matters."
— John Green

"Inside all of us is a Wild Thing"
— Maurice Sendak (Where the Wild Things Are)

"So, you can make me come, that doesn't make you Jesus."
— Tori Amos

""The only unbearble thing is that nothing is unbearable.""
— Arthur Rimbaud

"Don't let anyone ever make you feel like you don't deserve what YOU want. Go for it."
— Heath Ledger

"Expressing my opinion is not a terrorist action. "
— Kat Stratford

"What she lacks in poetry she makes up for in venom"
— Sarra Manning

"Elder Neal A. Maxwell once said, "We are here in mortality, and the only way to go is through; there isn't any around!" I would add, the only way to get through life is to laugh your way through it. You either have to laugh or cry. I prefer to laugh. Crying gives me a headache."
— Marjorie Pay Hinckley

"Knowledge is power, but how you use that power defines whether you're good, or evil."
— Daniel Jackson

"When we read, we decide when, where, how long, and about what. One of the few places on earth that it is still possible to experience an instant sense of freedom and privacy is anywhere you open up a good book and begin to read. When we read silently, we are alone with our own thoughts and one other voice. We can take our time, consider, evaluate, and digest what we read—with no commercial interruptions, no emotional music or special effects manipulation. And in spite of the advances in electronic information exchange, the book is still the most important medium for presenting ideas of substance and value, still the only real home of literature."
— Andrew Clements

"Children of her type contrive the purest philosophies. Ada had worked out her own little system. Hardly a week had elapsed since Van’s arrival when he was found worthy of being initiated in her web of wisdom. An individual’s life consisted of certain classified things: "real things" which were unfrequent and priceless, simply "things" which formed the routine stuff of life; and "ghost things," also called "fogs," such as fever, toothache, dreadful disappointments, and death. Three or more things occurring at the same time formed a "tower," or, if they came in immediate succession, they made a "bridge." "Real towers" and "real bridges" were the joys of life, and when the towers came in a series, one experienced supreme rapture; it almost never happened, though. In some circumstances, in a certain light, a neutral "thing" might look or even actually become "real" or else, conversely, it might coagulate into a fetid "fog." When the joy and the joyless happened to be intermixed, simultaneously or along the ramp of duration, one was confronted with "ruined towers" and "broken bridges.""
— Vladimir Nabokov (Ada, or Ardor: A Family Chronicle)

"It occured to her that pleasure, no matter how deep, was a ghostly, ephemeral thing. Love might make the world go round, but she was convinced it ws the cries of the badly wounded andf deeply afflicted which spun the universe on the great glass pole of it's axis."
— Stephen King

"The accouterments of life were so rich and varied, so elaborated, that almost no place at all was left for life itself. Each and every accessory was so costly and beautiful that it had an existence above and beyond the purpose it was meant to serve – confusing the observer and absorbing attention."
— Thomas Mann

"Lets make this last forever"
— Blink 182

"If nobody speaks of remarkable things, how can they be called remarkable?"
— Ian McGregor

"The books and magazines streamed in. He could buy them all, they piled up around him and even while he read, the number of those still to be read disturbed him. … they stood in rows, weighing down his life like a possession which he did not succeed in subordinating to his personality."
— Thomas Mann

"Knowledge is power, but how you use that power defines whether you're good, or evil."
— Daniel Jackson

"Our economy is based on spending billions to persuade people that happiness is buying things, and then insisting that the only way to have a viable economy is to make things for people to buy so they’ll have jobs and get enough money to buy things."
— Philip Slater

"There's never enough of the stuff you can't get enough of."
— Patrick H.T. Doyle

"... once you were in, they put a note in your file that said you were in therapy, and all your teachers saw that file. They might as well have tattooed CRAZY on your forehead. The next year every teacher would be watching you for the first weird thing you did—and has there ever been a kid who never does anything an adult considers weird?
"
— John Barnes (Tales of the Madman Underground: An Historical Romance 1973)

"Unoka went into an inner room and soon returned with a small wooden disc containing a kola nut, some alligator pepper and a lump of white chalk.

"I have kola," he announced when he sat down, and passed the disc over to his guest.

"Thank you. He who brings kola brings life. But I think you ought to break it," replied Okoye passing back the disc.

"No, it is for you, I think," and they argued like this for a few moments before Unoka accepted the honor of breaking the kola. Okoye, meanwhile, took the lump of chalk, drew some lines on the floor, and then painted his big toe.
"
— Things Fall Apart

"Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity."
— John Keats

"The white man is very clever. He came quietly and peaceably with his religion. We were amused at his foolishness and allowed him to stay. Now he has won our brothers, and our clan can no longer act like one. He has put a knife on the things that held us together and we have fallen apart."
— Chinua Achebe

""Long time no see.....Kakashi."-Ed





"I'm scary!" -Roy




http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r5E4lwldI..."
— ed Roy

"People disappoint you. Lovers disappoint you. But theatrical memorabilia stays with you, as long as you keep it under clear plastic."
— Sylvia Miles

"kalepa ta kala"
— dunno...some Greek

"Everything comes to an end, only objects are left to pine in the dark."
— Andrei Platonov (Happy Moscow)

"He didn’t know that in some places,like the country that Rahel came from,various kinds of despair competed for primacy. And that personal despair could never be desperate enough.That something happened when personal turmoil dropped by at the wayside shrine of the vast, violent, circling, driving, ridiculous, insane,unfeasible, public turmoil of a nation. That Big God howled like a hot wind, and demanded obeisance. Then Small God (cozy and contained, private and limited) came away cauterized,laughing numbly at his own temerity. Inured by the confirmation of his own inconsequence, he became resilient and truly indifferent Nothing mattered much. Nothing much mattered. And the less it mattered, the less it mattered. It was never important enough. Because Worse Things had happened. In the country that she came from, poised forever between the terror of war and the horror of peace, Worse Things kept happening.

So Small God laughed a hollow laugh, and skipped away cheerfully. Like a rich
boy in shorts. He whistled, kicked stones. The source of his brittle elation was the relative smallness of his misfortune. He climbed into people’s eyes and became an exasperating expression."
— Roy Arundhati (The God of Small Things)

"The kitchen table is where we mark milestones, divulge dreams, bury hatchets, make deals, give thanks, plan vacations, and tell jokes. It's also where children learn the lessons that families teach: manners, cooperation, communication, self-control, values."
— Doris Christopher

""I need those little pushy things on the side!...BUTTONS!" -Julia
"
— Julia Brown

""Please don't go. We'll eat you up. We love you so!" "
— Maurice Sendak

" -- And these things
that keep alive on departure know that
you praise them; transient,
they look to us, the most transient,
to be their rescue.
They want us to change them completely,
in our invisible hearts,
into -- O endlessly -- us! Whoever,
finally, we may be."
— Rainer Maria Rilke (Duino Elegies)

"Wit consists in knowing the resemblance of things that differ and the difference of things that are alike."
— Germaine De Stael

"Procrastination can wait for Tomorrrow."
— Michelle Marie

"All things must pass
All things must pass away
All things must pass
None of life's strings can last
So, I must be on my way
And face another day
"
— George Harrison

"Cleave away, O epoch./I am hamburger. "
— Greg Santos