Marta J. de Villefort > Marta J.'s Quotes

“Je suis trop intelligente, trop exigeante et trop riche pour que personne puisse se charger de moi entièrement. Personne ne me connaît ni ne m'aime tout entière. Je n'ai que moi.
Il ne faut pas que j'essaie de tromper cette solitude en renonçant à ce que je peux seule porter. Il faut que je vive, sachant que personne ne m'aidera à vivre. Ma force, c'est que je m'estime aussi haut que n'importe quel autrui ; je peux bien envier à l'un ou l'autre telle qualité ; de personne la valeur ne me semble dépasser la mienne : je possède autant. Seule je vivrai, forte de ce que je sais être.”
― Simone de Beauvoir, Cahiers de jeunesse: 1926-1930

“«L'honneur, c'est le respect de ce que l'on doit aux autres, et surtout de ce qu'on se doit à soi-même.»”
― Alexandre Dumas, Le vicomte de Bragelonne, Tome IV.

“Be regular and orderly in your life, so that you may be violent and original in your work.”
― Gustav Flaubert

“If you don't have time to read, you don't have the time (or the tools) to write. Simple as that.”
― Stephen King

“Never trust a man who reads only one book.”
― Arturo Pérez-Reverte, Purity of Blood

“The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid.”
― Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey

“Creativity is the residue of time wasted.”
― Albert Einstein

“Don't be afraid to be confused. Try to remain permanently confused. Anything is possible. Stay open, forever, so open it hurts, and then open up some more, until the day you die, world without end, amen.”
― George Saunders, The Braindead Megaphone

“You don't choose your friends, they choose you, and you either reject them or you accept them without reservations.”
― Arturo Pérez-Reverte, The Flanders Panel

“In vain have I struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.”
― Jane Austen, Pride And Prejudice

“If I have seen further it is by standing on the shoulders of Giants.”
― Isaac Newton, The Correspondence of Isaac Newton: Volume 5, 1709–1713

“Tact is the knack of making a point without making an enemy.”
― Isaac Newton

“Never let your sense of morals prevent you from doing what is right.”
― Isaac Asimov, Foundation

“You should date a girl who reads.
Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes, who has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.

Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag. She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she has found the book she wants. You see that weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a secondhand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow and worn.

She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.

Buy her another cup of coffee.

Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.

It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas, for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry and in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.

She has to give it a shot somehow.

Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.

Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who read understand that all things must come to end, but that you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.

Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilight series.

If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.

You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.

You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.

Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.

Or better yet, date a girl who writes.”
― Rosemarie Urquico

“Time is the coin of your life. You spend it. Do not allow others to spend it for you.”
― Carl Sandburg

“There comes a time when one must take a position that is neither safe, nor politic, nor popular, but he must take it because conscience tells him it is right.”
― Martin Luther King Jr., A Testament of Hope: The Essential Writings and Speeches

“«Ognuno deve dipingere la sua parte. Quello che ha visto. Quello che vede.»
«Prima di morire?»
«Certo. Prima di morire. Nessuno dovrebbe andarsene senza lasciarsi alle spalle una Troia che brucia.»”
― Arturo Pérez-Reverte, El pintor de batallas

“«L’uomo crea eufemismi e cortine di fumo per negare le leggi naturali. E anche per negare l’infame condizione che gli è propria. E ogni risveglio gli costa i duecento morti di un aereo che si schianta, i duecentomila di uno tsunami o il milione di una guerra civile…»”
― Arturo Pérez-Reverte, El pintor de batallas

“Quello era l’esatto contrario dell’arte, pensava Faulques. L’armonia di linee e di forme non aveva altro oggetto che arrivare alle chiavi intime del problema. Niente a che vedere con l’estetica, né tanto meno con l’etica che altri fotografi usavano – o dicevano di usare – come filtro dei loro obiettivi e del loro lavoro. Per lui tutto si era ridotto a muoversi nell’affascinante reticolo del problema della vita e i suoi danni collaterali. Le sue fotografie erano come gli scacchi: dove altri vedevano lotta, dolore, bellezza o armonia, Faulques osservava solo combinazioni di enigmi. Lo stesso valeva per il grande dipinto a cui lavorava adesso. Quanto cercava di risolvere su quella parete circolare era agli antipodi da ciò che la maggior parte delle persone chiamava arte. O forse accadeva che, una volta lasciato dietro di sé un certo punto ambiguo e senza ritorno dove, ormai prive di passione, languivano etica ed estetica, l’arte si trasformava – e forse le parole adeguate erano di nuovo – in una formula fredda e in qualche modo efficace. Uno strumento impassibile per contemplare la vita.”
― Arturo Pérez-Reverte, El pintor de batallas

“Il poeta annuì gravemente, guardò altrove e non disse altro. Come lui stesso aveva sostenuto più volte, l’amicizia si nutre di giri di bevute, stoccate spalla contro spalla e silenzi opportuni.”
― Arturo Pérez-Reverte, El caballero del jubón amarillo

“Lock up your libraries if you like; but there is no gate, no lock, no bolt that you can set upon the freedom of my mind.”
― Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own

“Everybody is identical in their secret unspoken belief that way deep down they are different from everyone else.”
― David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest

“Google can bring you back 100,000 answers. A librarian can bring you back the right one.”
― Neil Gaiman

“I need, therefore I imagine.”
― Carlos Fuentes

“If you expect nothing from somebody you are never disappointed.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

“If you obey all of the rules, you miss all of the fun.”
― Katharine Hepburn

“I have just realized that the stakes are myself
I have no other
ransom money, nothing to break or barter but my life”
― Diane di Prima

“Pleasure to me is wonder—the unexplored, the unexpected, the thing that is hidden and the changeless thing that lurks behind superficial mutability.”
― H.P. Lovecraft

“Dopo una dolce carezza come questa ieri mi sono lasciato trasportare sul prato davanti al deserto, e lì ho visto davvero me e te, incapaci di continuare a concentrarci sul testo. Spirava una brezza leggera, il mio giornale frusciava e le pagine del tuo libro si sono messe a scorrere da sole, velocemente. Erano le cinque di sera, il sole brillava ancora e ci siamo sentiti così chiari nella luce, quasi trasparenti. Se fosse passato qualcuno la magia sarebbe svanita, ma eravamo soli, e ancor prima di scambiarci una parola ci siamo trovati avviluppati nella ragnatela delle nostre storie. Tu hai la tua e io la mia, ed era incredibile sentire come si intrecciassero, rapidamente. Perché a volte, nei momenti più impensati, per strada, puoi sentire l’anima lacerarsi, catturata nella storia di qualcuno che ti è appena passato accanto. La maggior parte delle volte, però, quelle storie vengono sradicate e muoiono subito, senza che gli interessati si rendano conto di ciò che hanno perso. Rimane solo un leggero dolore che svanisce immediatamente, anche se in me a volte può durare ancora qualche ora, come se avessi avuto un piccolo aborto spirituale. E rimane una sorta di angoscia, la morte della storia.”
― David Grossman, Be My Knife

“You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view... Until you climb inside of his skin and walk around in it.”
― Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird