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  • #1
    K.  Ritz
    “Gossip is like thread wound over a spindle of truth, changing its shape.”
    K. Ritz, Sheever's Journal, Diary of a Poison Master

  • #2
    Max Nowaz
    “If you always try to subjugate people by coercion, because you are strong, then sooner or later you will run into somebody who is just as strong, if not stronger. Then you'll be in trouble.”
    Max Nowaz, The Polymorph

  • #3
    Mary Doria Russell
    “Sometimes," he told her, leaning forward over the table, speaking without realizing how it would sound, "I begin with songs. They provide a sort of skeleton grammar for me to flesh out. Songs of longing for future tense, songs of regret for past tense, songs of love for the present." He blushed when he heard what he’d said, making it worse, but she took no offense; indeed, she seemed to miss any connection that might have been taken wrongly. Instead, she seemed struck by a coincidence and looked out the café window, her mouth open slightly. "Isn’t that interesting," she said, as though nothing else he’d told her so far had been, and continued thoughtfully, "I do the same thing. Have you noticed that lullabies nearly always use a lot of command form?”
    Mary Doria Russell, The Sparrow

  • #4
    Aldous Huxley
    “Never put off till tomorrow the fun you can have today.”
    Aldous Huxley, Brave New World

  • #5
    Charles Baudelaire
    “شعور بالوحدة ، منذ مولدي. برغم الأسرة ، ووسط الزملاء، على وجه الخصوص ، - شعور المقدر له ان يكون وحيدا إلى الابد.
    مع ذلك، نزوع شديد الحيوية للحياة والمتعة”
    Charles Baudelaire, اليوميات

  • #6
    Charles Bukowski
    “Something else is hurting you—that’s why you need pot or whiskey, or whips and rubber suits, or screaming music turned so fucking loud you can’t think.”
    Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness
    tags: hurt

  • #7
    Malcolm X
    “It's like the Negro in America seeing the white man win all the time.
    He's a professional gambler; he has all the cards and the odds stacked on his side, and he has always dealt to our people from the bottom of the deck.”
    Malcolm X, The Autobiography of Malcolm X

  • #8
    Esther Forbes
    “down Cambridge road through the bushes on Charlestown Common a scurry of red ants. Had he really seen them or imagined them? But all about him people were exclaiming, ‘Look, there they are!’ Those red ants were British soldiers. To his left the last moment of sunset light was dying. The day had been amazingly warm, but with night a fresh breeze came up off the ocean. Lights began to glimmer in Charlestown and on warships. Seemingly there was nothing more to be seen from Beacon Hill. Silently people turned to go to their houses. ‘Look!’ Johnny cried. You could see the flash of musket fire, too far away to be heard. Fireflies swarming, hardly more than that. –4– Getting”
    Esther Forbes, Johnny Tremain

  • #9
    “Martha Beacon’s honey bee sun tea? Of course, I can make it. Martha Beacon thinks she invented it. Everyone around here has been making it for centuries. Can I make Martha Beacon’s honey bee sun tea? The very gall of her. Is that what you want?”
    R. Gerry Fabian, Just Out Of Reach

  • #10
    Candace L. Talmadge
    “Her body faded away so far, she almost lost her connection to it. Utter
    blackness enveloped her, shutting off all warmth. All light. All love. All
    support. All hope. She was pinned, alone, naked, and freezing before a
    beast so terrifying she struggled to avert her gaze but could not.
    Horns arose from the top of what had to be a head. Fangs protruded
    obscenely from a frowning hole that must have been a mouth.
    Unsheathed claws threatened instant evisceration. Horrifying eyes.
    Two cesspits of black fury in which red flames churned like burning
    blood. They bore down on Helen, intensifying the pressure on her to
    the point of agony.
    Inside her head a message played over and over. You are helpless.
    Helen’s fragmented thoughts spun wildly. What to do? How to stop
    this nightmare?
    The wretched voice roared again, like nails clashing against slate.
    “Give me the stone! Now!”
    Candace L. Talmadge, Stoneslayer: Book One Scandal

  • #11
    “The violence of nature masks the beauty and joy that hide just beneath the surface.”
    Jack Borden, The Lost City: An Epic YA Fantasy Novel

  • #12
    Lesley Glaister
    “He slid the ring onto my wedding finger. It fitted perfectly. A good omen? I tipped my hand this way and that, admiring the extravagant sparkle, and kept my truth buttoned all buttoned up.”
    Lesley Glaister, A Particular Man

  • #13
    Gabriel F.W. Koch
    “I knew I rode a rugged crest of turmoil that might crash on the rocky shore of irrational behavior.”
    Gabriel F.W. Koch, Death Leaves a Shadow

  • #14
    Cornelia Funke
    “Stories never really end...even if the books like to pretend they do. Stories always go on. They don't end on the last page, any more than they begin on the first page.”
    Cornelia Funke, Inkspell

  • #15
    Frank Miller
    “The rain on my chest is a baptism - I'm born again.”
    Frank Miller, Batman: The Dark Knight Returns

  • #16
    Jerry Spinelli
    “When I walk in your door I want to be thrilled”
    Jerry Spinelli, Love, Stargirl

  • #17
    Raymond Chandler
    “I don’t mind if you don’t like my manners. They’re pretty bad. I grieve over them during the long winter evenings.”
    Raymond Chandler, The Big Sleep

  • #18
    “I think I'd better take some of Gramps' sleeping pills, I'm never going to be able to sleep without them. In fact I think I'd better take a supply of them. He's got plenty, and I'm sure I'll have a few bad nights at home before I get straightened out. Oh, I hope it's just a few.”
    Beatrice Sparks, Go Ask Alice



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