Corina Matusoiu > Corina's Quotes

“Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country.”
― Anais Nin

“If you have a garden and a library, you have everything you need.”
― Cicero

“I have great faith in fools - self-confidence my friends will call it.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, Marginalia

“Set wide the window. Let me drink the day.”
― Edith Wharton, Artemis to Actaeon and Other Verses

“What you call passion is not a spiritual force, but friction between the soul and the outside world. Where passion dominates, that does not signify the presence of greater desire and ambition, but rather the misdirection of these qualities toward and isolated and false goal, with a consequent tension and sultriness in the atmosphere. Those who direct the maximum force of their desires toward the center, toward true being, toward perfection, seem quieter than the passionate souls because the flame of their fervor cannot always be seen. In argument, for example, they will not shout or wave their arms. But, I assure you, they are nevertheless, burning with subdued fires.”
― Hermann Hesse, The Glass Bead Game

“you can always tell employees of the government by the total vacancy which occupies the space where most other people have faces.”
― John Kennedy Toole, A Confederacy of Dunces

“Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside of a dog it's too dark to read.”
― Groucho Marx, The Essential Groucho: Writings For By And About Groucho Marx

“Each of us is merely one human being, merely an experiment, a way station. But each of us should be on the way toward perfection, should be striving to reach the center, not the periphery.”
― Hermann Hesse, The Glass Bead Game

“You've got to get obsessed and stay obsessed.”
― John Irving, The Hotel New Hampshire

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

“We are always the same age inside. ”
― Gertrude Stein

“This was another of our fears: that Life wouldn't turn out to be like Literature.”
― Julian Barnes, The Sense of an Ending

“Begin at the beginning," the King said, very gravely, "and go on till you come to the end: then stop.”
― Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland

“Books are not made to be believed, but to be subjected to inquiry. When we consider a book, we mustn't ask ourselves what it says but what it means...”
― Umberto Eco, The Name of the Rose

“Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.”
― Oscar Wilde

“Come sleep with me: We won't make Love, Love will make us.”
― Julio Cortázar

“I have always imagined that Paradise will be a kind of library.”
― Jorge Luis Borges

“Sometimes, you read a book and it fills you with this weird evangelical zeal, and you become convinced that the shattered world will never be put back together unless and until all living humans read the book.”
― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

“I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in my life. And I am horribly limited.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

“Isn't it odd how much fatter a book gets when you've read it several times?" Mo had said..."As if something were left between the pages every time you read it. Feelings, thoughts, sounds, smells...and then, when you look at the book again many years later, you find yourself there, too, a slightly younger self, slightly different, as if the book had preserved you like a pressed flower...both strange and familiar.”
― Cornelia Funke, Inkspell

“There is no mistaking a real book when one meets it. It is like falling in love.”
― Christopher Morley, Pipefuls

“I must be a mermaid, Rango. I have no fear of depths and a great fear of shallow living.”
― Anais Nin

“Câtă necrofilie e-n amintire! Câtă fascinație pentru ruină și putrefacție! Câtă scotocire de medic legist prin organe lichefiate! Gândindu-mă la mine de la diferite vârste, ca tot atâtea vieți anterioare consumate, e ca și când aș vorbi despre un șir lung, neîntrerupt de morți, un tunel de corpuri murind unul într-altul. Acum o clipă, cel care scrisese aici, reflectat de lacul întunecat al ceștii de cafea, cuvintele "murind unul într-altul" s-a prăbușit de pe taburet, pielea i-a crăpat, oasele feței i-au devenit aparente, ochii i s-au scurs mustind de un sânge negru. Peste o clipă, cel care va scrie "cel care va scrie" se va prăbuși și el peste pulberea celuilalt. Cum să pătrunzi în acest osuar? Și de ce ai face-o? Și ce mască de tifon, ce mănuși chirurgicale te-ar putea proteja de infecția emanată de amintire?”
― Mircea Cărtărescu, Orbitor. Aripa stângă

“If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro' narrow chinks of his cavern.”
― William Blake, The Marriage of Heaven and Hell

“Men are afraid that women will laugh at them. Women are afraid that men will kill them.”
― Margaret Atwood