"In periods of rapid personal change, we pass through life as though we are spellcast. We speak in sentences that end before finishing. We sleep heavily because we need to ask so many questions as we dream alone. We bump into others and feel bashful at recognizing souls so similar to ourselves."
— Douglas Coupland (Shampoo Planet)

"We know the battle ahead will be long, but always remember that no matter what obstacles stand in our way, nothing can stand in the way of the power of millions of voices calling for change.

We have been told we cannot do this by a chorus of cynics...they will only grow louder and more dissonant ........... We've been asked to pause for a reality check. We've been warned against offering the people of this nation false hope.

But in the unlikely story that is America, there has never been anything false about hope."
— Barack Obama

"if running a red stop light is against the law, then shouldn't reading be a law?"
— Jane Griffin (me)

"Some ideas are not born of logic and good sense. They are made of clouds and cobwebs. They sprout from nowhere and feed on excitement, sprinkled with adventure juice and the sweet flavor of the forbidden. The psyche moves from the realms of the ordinary and takes a delicate step towards the unknown. We know we shouldn't and that is exactly why we do."
— Brigid Lowry (Guitar Highway Rose)

"It was pivotal in making you but you don't remember it. Or do you? Do we understand the events that make us who we are? Do we understand the factors that make us do the things we do?"
— Douglas Coupland (Shampoo Planet)

"There is nothing that makes us feel so good as the idea that someone else is an evildoer."
— Robert Lynd

"Married, Married, Married!
Buried!
Yeah yeah yeah yeah"
— Kurt Cobain

"I have to do this, as long as it is at all possible; for if those who are obliged to look after commas had always made sure they were in the right place, then Shanghai would not be burning."
— Karl Kraus

"We wanted to find love
We wanted success
Until nothing was enough
Until my middle name was excess

Somehow I lost touch
When you went out of sight
When you got lost into the city
Got lost into the night

I was in need of help
Heading to blackout
Till someone told me run on in honey
Before somebody blows your goddamn brains out

You shoplifted as a child
I had a models smile
You carried all my hopes
Until something broke inside
But now

We float
Take life as it comes
We float
Take life as it comes

So will we die of shock?
Die without a trial?
Die on good friday?
While holding each other tight

This is kind of about you
This is kind of about me
We just kinda lost our way
We were looking to be free
But one day

Well float
Take life as it comes
Well float
Take life as it comes

But one day
Well float
Take life as it comes "
— PJ Harvey

""From that time on, the world was hers for the reading. She would never be lonely again, never miss the lack of intimate friends. Books became her friends and there was one for every mood. There was poetry for quiet companionship. There was adventure when she tired of quiet hours. There would be love stories when she came into adolescence and when she wanted to feel a closeness to someone she could read a biography. On that day when she first knew she could read, she made a vow to read one book a day as long as she lived.""
— Betty Smith

"We are not lost when we die.
We never go away.
Why would we go away?
When we're gone, we come back."
— Dennis Downey

"You're pushing me out
You're pushing me when
All I do is not enough
All I do is not enough for you
You've pushed me down
You've pushed me down
Well, I'll try and I'll try again
I'll try and I'll try again for you"
— Eyes set to kill ~ Where We Started

"Stories are meant to comfort the afflicted, and afflict the comfortable."
— Finley Peter Dunne

"But then, the sky! Blue, untainted by a single cloud (the Ancientes had such barbarous tastes given that their poets could have been inspired by such stupid, sloppy, silly-lingering clumps of vapour). I love - and i'm certain that i'm not mistaken if i say we love - skies like this, sterile and flawless! On days like these, the whole world is blown from the same shatterproof, everlasting glass as the glass of the Green Wall and of all our structures. On days like these, you can see to the very blue depths of things, to their unknown surfaces, those marvelous expressions of mathematical equality - which exist in even the most usual and everyday objects. "
— Yevgeny Zamyatin (We)