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  • #1
    Jack Kerouac
    “Nothing ever happened - Not even this ”
    Jack Kerouac, Big Sur

  • #2
    Neil Gaiman
    “She says nothing at all, but simply stares upward into the dark sky and watches, with sad eyes, the slow dance of the infinite stars.”
    Neil Gaiman, Stardust

  • #3
    A.A. Milne
    “Sometimes, if you stand on the bottom rail of a bridge and lean over to watch the river slipping slowly away beneath you, you will suddenly know everything there is to be known.”
    A.A. Milne

  • #4
    Stephen Chbosky
    “Everyone else is either asleep or having sex. I've been watching cable television and eating jello.”
    Stephen Chbosky

  • #5
    Charles Bukowski
    “It's a f*** you world. Well, keep it going anyhow, what the hell.”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #6
    J.K. Rowling
    “I take my hat off to you — or I would, if I were not afraid of showering you in spiders.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

  • #7
    Diane Setterfield
    “There is something about words. In expert hands, manipulated deftly, they take you prisoner. Wind themselves around your limbs like spider silk, and when you are so enthralled you cannot move, they pierce your skin, enter your blood, numb your thoughts. Inside you they work their magic.”
    Diane Setterfield, The Thirteenth Tale

  • #8
    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    “We're always thinking of eternity as an idea that cannot be understood, something immense. But why must it be? What if, instead of all this, you suddenly find just a little room there, something like a village bath-house, grimy, and spiders in every corner, and that's all eternity is. Sometimes, you know, I can't help feeling that that's what it is.”
    Fyodor Dostoevsky, Crime and Punishment

  • #9
    Jack Kerouac
    “[...]the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes “Awww!”
    Jack Kerouac, On the Road

  • #10
    Virginia Woolf
    “Fiction is like a spider's web, attached ever so lightly perhaps, but still attached to life at all four corners.”
    Virginia Woolf, A Room of One's Own

  • #11
    Stephen King
    “All is forgotten in the stone halls of the dead. These are the rooms of ruin where the spiders spin and the great circuits fall quiet, one by one...”
    Stephen King, The Dark Tower
    tags: dead

  • #12
    Spider Robinson
    “Sexual intercourse vests no property rights.”
    Spider Robinson, Callahan's Secret

  • #13
    Stephen King
    “The 3 types of terror: The Gross-out: the sight of a severed head tumbling down a flight of stairs, it's when the lights go out and something green and slimy splatters against your arm. The Horror: the unnatural, spiders the size of bears, the dead waking up and walking around, it's when the lights go out and something with claws grabs you by the arm. And the last and worse one: Terror, when you come home and notice everything you own had been taken away and replaced by an exact substitute. It's when the lights go out and you feel something behind you, you hear it, you feel its breath against your ear, but when you turn around, there's nothing there...”
    Stephen King

  • #14
    “This sick strange darkness comes creeping on so haunting everytime
    And as I stared I counted the webs from all the spiders
    catching things and eating their insides
    Like indecision to call you
    And hear your voice of treason
    Will you come home and stop this pain tonight
    stop this pain tonight”
    blink 182
    tags: music

  • #15
    Robert Goolrick
    “She was the beautiful, lethal, insinuating spider he had waited for all his life.”
    Robert Goolrick

  • #16
    James Patterson
    “Fang: "Have you guys been playing in the toxic waste again? Been bitten by a radioactive spider? Struck by lightning? Drink a super-soldier serum?”
    James Patterson, The Final Warning

  • #17
    Neil Gaiman
    “Stories are like spiders, with all they long legs, and stories are like spiderwebs, which man gets himself all tangled up in but which look pretty when you see them under a leaf in the morning dew, and in the elegant way that they connect to one another, each to each.”
    Neil Gaiman, Anansi Boys

  • #18
    E.B. White
    “You have been my friend. That in itself is a tremendous thing. I wove my webs for you because I liked you. After all, what's a life, anyway? We're born, we live a little while, we die. A spider's life can't help being something of a mess, with all this trapping and eating flies. By helping you, perhaps I was trying to lift up my life a trifle. Heaven knows anyone's life can stand a little of that.”
    E. B. White, Charlotte's Web

  • #19
    Dave Barry
    “Spiders so large they appear to be wearing the pelts of small mammals.”
    Dave Barry

  • #20
    Robert A. Heinlein
    “Consider the black widow spider. It's a timid little beastie, useful and, for my taste, the prettiest of the arachnids, with its shiny, patent-leather finish and its red hourglass trademark. But the poor thing has the fatal misfortune of possessing enormously too much power for its size. So everybody kills it on sight.”
    Robert A. Heinlein, Stranger in a Strange Land

  • #21
    Robert Penn Warren
    “There is nothing more alone than being in a car at night in the rain. I was in the car. And I was glad of it. Between one point on the map and another point on the map, there was the being alone in the car in the rain. They say you are not you except in terms of relation to other people. If there weren't any other people there wouldn't be any you because what you do which is what you are, only has meaning in relation to other people. That is a very comforting thought when you are in the car in the rain at night alone, for then you aren't you, and not being you or anything, you can really lie back and get some rest. It is a vacation from being you. There is only the flow of the motor under your foot spinning that frail thread of sound out of its metal guy like a spider, that filament, that nexus, which isn't really there, between the you which you have just left in one place and the you which you will be where you get to the other place.”
    Robert Penn Warren, All the King's Men

  • #22
    Spider Robinson
    “...one of the secret masters of
    the world: a librarian. They
    control information. Don't ever p**s one off.”
    Spider Robinson, The Callahan Touch

  • #23
    Daniel Quinn
    “The world must live. We are only one species among billions. The gods don't love us any more than they love spiders or bears or whales or water lilies.”
    Daniel Quinn

  • #24
    Yann Martel
    “How bitterly glad I am to see you. You bring joy and pain in equal measure. Joy because you are with me, but pain because it won't be for long. What do you know about the sea? Nothing. What do I know about the sea? Nothing. Without a driver this bus is lost. Our lives are over. Come aboard if your destination is oblivion-- It should be our next stop. We can sit together. You can have the window seat, if you want. But it's a sad view. Oh enough of this disembling. Let me say plainly: I love you, I love you, I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you. Not the spiders, please.”
    Yann Martel, Life of Pi

  • #25
    Arthur Rimbaud
    “Then you'll feel your cheek scratched...
    A little kiss, like a crazy spider,
    Will run round your neck...

    And you'll say to me : "Find it !" bending your head
    - And we'll take a long time to find that creature
    - Which travels a lot...”
    Arthur Rimbaud

  • #26
    A.S. Byatt
    “…words have been all my life, all my life--this need is like the Spider's need who carries before her a huge Burden of Silk which she must spin out--the silk is her life, her home, her safety--her food and drink too--and if it is attacked or pulled down, why, what can she do but make more, spin afresh, design anew….”
    A.S. Byatt, Possession

  • #27
    Olivia Goldsmith
    “Just like a spider with a line of silk! Did you ever see them throw themselves out into space to weave? They're taking a chance, every single time. They got to do it or else they'd never create anything. But I bet it don't feel good, even to a spider.”
    Olivia Goldsmith

  • #28
    Joanne Harris
    “The real magic - the magic we'd lived with all our lives, my mother's magic of charms and cantrips, of salt by the door and a red silk sachet to placate the little gods - had turned sour on us that summer, somehow, like a spider that turns from good luck to bad at the stroke of midnight, spinning its web to catch our dreams. And for every little spell of charm, for every card dealt and every rune cast and every sign scratched against a doorway to divert the path of malchance, the wind just blew a little harder, tugging at our clothes, sniffing at us like a hungry dog, moving us here and moving us there.”
    Joanne Harris, The Lollipop Shoes

  • #29
    Louise Erdrich
    “...which causes me to wonder, my own purpose on so many days as humble as the spider's, what is beautiful that I make? What is elegant? What feeds the world?”
    Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum

  • #30
    “When Frank Sinatra sings Stormy Weather, the flies and the spiders get along together.”

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