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    Madame de Staël
    “The desire of the man is for the woman, but the desire of the woman is for the desire of the man.”
    Madame de Staël

  • #2
    Jeffrey Eugenides
    “Dr. Armonson stitched up her wrist wounds. Within five minutes of the transfusion he declared her out of danger. Chucking her under the chin, he said, "What are you doing here, honey? You're not even old enough to know how bad life gets."

    And it was then Cecilia gave orally what was to be her only form of suicide note, and a useless one at that, because she was going to live: "Obviously, Doctor," she said, "you've never been a thirteen-year-old girl.”
    Jeffrey Eugenides, The Virgin Suicides

  • #3
    Zora Neale Hurston
    “She didn't read books so she didn't know that she was the world and the heavens boiled down to a drop.”
    Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God

  • #4
    H. Jackson Brown Jr.
    “Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”
    H. Jackson Brown Jr., P.S. I Love You

  • #5
    H.L. Mencken
    “In the duel of sex, woman fights from a dreadnought and man from an open raft.”
    H. L. Mencken

  • #6
    Madame de Staël
    “One must chose in life between boredom and suffering.”
    Madame De Stael

  • #8
    H.L. Mencken
    “Explanations exist; they have existed for all time; there is always a well-known solution to every human problem—neat, plausible, and wrong.”
    H.L. Mencken, Prejudices: Second series

  • #9
    Oscar Wilde
    “I am so clever that sometimes I don't understand a single word of what I am saying.”
    Oscar Wilde, The Happy Prince and Other Stories

  • #10
    Herman Melville
    “Swerve me? The path to my fixed purpose is laid with iron rails, whereon my soul is grooved to run. Over unsounded gorges, through the rifled hearts of mountains, under torrents' beds, unerringly I rush! Naught's an obstacle, naught's an angle to the iron way!”
    Herman Melville, Moby-Dick or, The Whale

  • #11
    Cormac McCarthy
    “Moral law is an invention of mankind for the disenfranchisement of the powerful in favor of the weak. Historical law subverts it at every turn. A moral view can never be proven right or wrong by any ultimate test. A man falling dead in a duel is not thought thereby to be proven in error as to his views. His very involvement in such a trial gives evidence of a new and broader view. The willingness of the principals to forgo further argument as the triviality which it in fact is and to petition directly the chambers of the historical absolute clearly indicates of how little moment are the opinions and of what great moment the divergences thereof. For the argument is indeed trivial, but not so the separate wills thereby made manifest. Man's vanity may well approach the infinite in capacity but his knowledge remains imperfect and howevermuch he comes to value his judgments ultimately he must submit them before a higher court. Here there can be no special pleading. Here are considerations of equity and rectitude and moral right rendered void and without warrant and here are the views of the litigants despised. Decisions of life and death, of what shall be and what shall not, beggar all question of right. In elections of these magnitudes are all lesser ones subsumed, moral, spiritual, natural.”
    Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian, or, the Evening Redness in the West



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