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  • #1
    E.M. Forster
    “Anyone can find places, but the finding of people is a gift from God.”
    E.M. Forster, A Room with a View

  • #2
    Donna Tartt
    “Whatever teaches us to talk to ourselves is important: whatever teaches us to sing ourselves out of despair. But the painting has also taught me that we can speak to each other across time. And I feel I have something very serious and urgent to say to you, my non-existent reader, and I feel I should say it as urgently as if I were standing in the room with you. That life—whatever else it is—is short. That fate is cruel but maybe not random. That Nature (meaning Death) always wins but that doesn’t mean we have to bow and grovel to it. That maybe even if we’re not always so glad to be here, it’s our task to immerse ourselves anyway: wade straight through it, right through the cesspool, while keeping eyes and hearts open. And in the midst of our dying, as we rise from the organic and sink back ignominiously into the organic, it is a glory and a privilege to love what Death doesn’t touch. For if disaster and oblivion have followed this painting down through time—so too has love. Insofar as it is immortal (and it is) I have a small, bright, immutable part in that immortality. It exists; and it keeps on existing. And I add my own love to the history of people who have loved beautiful things, and looked out for them, and pulled them from the fire, and sought them when they were lost, and tried to preserve them and save them while passing them along literally from hand to hand, singing out brilliantly from the wreck of time to the next generation of lovers, and the next.”
    Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch

  • #3
    E.M. Forster
    “Eccolo!” he exclaimed.

    At the same moment the ground gave way, and with a cry she fell out of the wood. Light and beauty enveloped her. She had fallen on to a little open terrace, which was covered with violets from end to end.

    “Courage!” cried her companion, now standing some six feet above. “Courage and love.”

    She did not answer. From her feet the ground sloped sharply into view, and violets ran down in rivulets and streams and cataracts, irrigating the hillside with blue, eddying round the tree stems, collecting into pools in the hollows, covering the grass with spots of azure foam. But never again were they in such profusion; this terrace was the well-head, the primal source whence beauty gushed out to water the earth.

    Standing at its brink, like a swimmer who prepares, was the good man. But he was not the good man that she had expected, and he was alone.

    George had turned at the sound of her arrival. For a moment he contemplated her, as one who had fallen out of heaven. He saw radiant joy in her face, he saw the flowers beat against her dress in blue waves. The bushes above them closed. He stepped quickly forward and kissed her…”
    E.M. Forster, A Room with a View

  • #4
    E.M. Forster
    “At times our need for a sympathetic gesture is so great that we care not what exactly it signifies or how much we may have to pay for it afterwards.”
    E.M. Forster, A Room with a View

  • #5
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    “Suddenly I wasn't thinking of Daisy or Gatsby anymore, but of this clean, hard, limited person, who dealt in universal skepticism, and who leaned back jauntily just within the circle of my arm.”
    F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

  • #6
    E.M. Forster
    “She was like a woman of Leonardo Da Vinci's, whom we love not so much for herself as for the things that she will not tell us.”
    E.M. Forster

  • #7
    E.M. Forster
    “A rebel she was, but not of the kind he understood—a rebel who desired, not a wider dwelling-room, but equality beside the man she loved.”
    E.M. Forster, A Room with a View

  • #8
    Evelyn Waugh
    “No one is ever holy without suffering.”
    Evelyn Waugh, Brideshead Revisited

  • #9
    E.M. Forster
    “It is fate that I am here,' George persisted, 'but you can call it Italy if it makes you less unhappy.”
    E. M. Forster, A Room with a View

  • #10
    E.M. Forster
    “Gray clouds were charging across tissues of white, which stretched and shredded and tore slowly, until through their final layers there gleamed a hint of the disappearing blue. Summer was retreating. The wind roared, the trees groaned, yet the noise seemed insufficient for those vast operations in heaven. The weather was breaking up, breaking, broken, and it is a sense of the fit rather than of the supernatural that equips such crises with the salvos of angelic artillery.”
    E.M. Forster

  • #11
    E.M. Forster
    “It isn't possible to love and part. You will wish that it was. You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you. I know by experience that the poets are right: love is eternal.”
    E.M. Forster, A Room with a View

  • #12
    Sarah Vowell
    “Everyone says that love requires the utmost honesty, but that’s not entirely true. Once I knew that my father was suffering for my sake—really suffering—I learned that love, especially the parental kind, requires the heartwarming sacrifice that can only accompany fake enthusiasm.”
    Sarah Vowell, Take the Cannoli: Stories From the New World

  • #13
    Sarah Vowell
    “That year, a middle-aged acquaintance asked me what my favorite book was and I said "On the Road." He smiled, said, "That was my favorite book at sixteen." At the time , I thought he was patronizing me, that it was going to be my favorite book forever and ever, amen. But he was right. As an adult, I'm more of a Gatsby girl-more tragic, more sad, just as interested in what America costs as what it has to offer.”
    Sarah Vowell

  • #14
    Sarah Vowell
    “Still, compared to him, compared to the people we descend from, I am free of history. I'm so free of history I have to get in a car and drive seven states to find it.”
    Sarah Vowell

  • #15
    Thomas More
    “Your friend Plato holds that commonwealths will only be happy when either philosophers rule or rulers philosophize: how remote happiness must appear when philosophers won't even deign to share their thoughts with kings.”
    Thomas More

  • #16
    James     Martin
    “In such uncommon longings, hidden in plain sight in our lives, does God call us.”
    James Martin, SJ

  • #17
    James     Martin
    “We are gradually losing the art of silence. Of walking down the street lost in our own thoughts. Of closing the door to our rooms and being quiet. Of sitting on a park bench and just thinking. We may fear silence because we fear what we might hear from the deepest parts of ourselves. We may be afraid to hear that "still small" voice. What might it say? Might it ask us to change?”
    James Martin, SJ

  • #18
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    “Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.”
    F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

  • #19
    Walt Whitman
    “You will hardly know who I am or what I mean,
    But I shall be good health to you nevertheless,
    And filter and fibre your blood.

    Failing to fetch me at first keep encouraged,
    Missing me one place search another,
    I stop somewhere waiting for you.”
    Walt Whitman, Song of Myself

  • #20
    Nora Ephron
    “Sometimes I wonder about my life. I lead a small life - well, valuable, but small - and sometimes I wonder, do I do it because I like it, or because I haven't been brave? So much of what I see reminds me of something I read in a book, when shouldn't it be the other way around? I don't really want an answer. I just want to send this cosmic question out into the void. So good night, dear void.
    - You've Got Mail”
    Nora Ephron



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