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  • #1
    Edgar Allan Poe
    “I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.”
    Edgar Allan Poe

  • #2
    Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
    “How dangerous is the acquirement of knowledge and how much happier that man is who believes his native town to be the world, than he who aspires to be greater than his nature will allow.”
    Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

  • #3
    Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
    “A boy's will is the wind's will,
    And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.”
    Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, The Complete Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  • #4
    Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
    “But I am a blasted tree; the bolt has entered my soul; and I felt then that I should survive to exhibit, what I shall soon cease to be - a miserable spectacle of wrecked humanity, pitiable to others, and intolerable to myself.”
    Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

  • #5
    Richard Llewellyn
    “Dear little house that I have lived in, there is happiness you have seen, even before I was born. In you is my life, and all the people I have loved are a part of you, so to go out of you, and leave you, is to leave myself.”
    Richard Llewellyn, How Green Was My Valley

  • #6
    Frank Herbert
    “I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.”
    Frank Herbert, Dune

  • #7
    Edgar Allan Poe
    “Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words.”
    Edgar Allan Poe

  • #8
    Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
    “And so it goes...”
    Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five

  • #9
    Richard Llewellyn
    “O, there is lovely to feel a book, a good book, firm in the hand, for its fatness holds rich promise, and you are hot inside to think of good hours to come.”
    Richard Llewellyn, How Green Was My Valley

  • #10
    Dante Alighieri
    “There is no greater sorrow
    Than to recall a happy time
    When miserable.”
    Dante Alighieri

  • #11
    Hendrik Marsman
    “De kamer leeg.
    een vale grauwe nacht.
    een schemering die aan den dood ontsteeg

    wij liggen eenzaam op de zwarte baar
    en zullen weldra op de klippen stranden

    drijven wij naar den dood
    of in den ronde?

    de rozen worden zwarter in uw haar

    waar zijn uw handen?”
    Hendrik Marsman, Verzamelde gedichten
    tags: death, life

  • #12
    Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
    “How nice -- to feel nothing, and still get full credit for being alive.”
    Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five

  • #13
    Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
    “Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.”
    Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  • #14
    Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
    “The waitress brought me another drink. She wanted to light my hurricane lamp again. I wouldn't let her.
    "Can you see anything in the dark, with your sunglasses on?" she asked me.
    "The big show is inside my head," I said.”
    Kurt Vonnegut, Breakfast of Champions

  • #15
    C.S. Lewis
    “A children's story that can only be enjoyed by children is not a good children's story in the slightest.”
    C.S. Lewis

  • #16
    Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
    “In the beginning, God created the earth, and he looked upon it in His cosmic loneliness.

    And God said, "Let Us make living creatures out of mud, so the mud can see what We have done." And God created every living creature that now moveth, and one was man. Mud as man alone could speak. God leaned close to mud as man sat up, looked around, and spoke. Man blinked. "What is the purpose of all this?" he asked politely.

    "Everything must have a purpose?" asked God.

    "Certainly," said man.

    "Then I leave it to you to think of one for all this," said God.

    And He went away.”
    Kurt Vonnegut, Cat’s Cradle

  • #17
    Hendrik Marsman
    “Tussen dit ogenblik en mijn dood
    ligt misschien een lang leven;
    ook een groot?
    de hoop daarop heeft mij allengs begeven;
    maar is het groot of klein niet om het even
    voor wie gelooft dat wij pas met den dood
    gaan leven?”
    Hendrik Marsman, Verzamelde gedichten
    tags: death, life

  • #18
    Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
    “Art is long, and Time is fleeting.”
    Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Voices of the Night

  • #19
    Hendrik Marsman
    “De hemel groots en grauw.
    daaronder het geweldig laagland met de plassen;
    bomen en molens, kerktorens en kassen,
    verkaveld door de sloten, zilvergrauw.

    dit is mijn land, mijn volk;
    dit is de ruimte waarin ik wil klinken.
    laat mij één avond in de plassen blinken,
    daarna mag ik verdampen als een wolk.”
    Hendrik Marsman, Verzamelde gedichten

  • #20
    Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
    “For after all, the best thing one can do when it is raining is let it rain.”
    Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  • #21
    Tristan Tzara
    “You'll never know why you exist, but you'll always allow yourselves to be easily persuaded to take life seriously.”
    Tristan Tzara

  • #22
    Tristan Tzara
    “Any work of art that can be understood is the product of journalism. The rest, called literature, is a dossier of human imbecility for the guidance of future professors.”
    Tristan Tzara

  • #23
    Tristan Tzara
    “There is a literature that does not reach the voracious mass. It is the work of creators, issued from a real necessity in the author, produced for himself. It expresses the knowledge of a supreme egoism, in which laws wither away. Every page must explode, either by profound heavy seriousness, the whirlwind, poetic frenzy, the new, the eternal, the crushing joke, enthusiasm for principles, or by the way in which it is printed. On the one hand a tottering world in flight, betrothed to the glockenspiel of hell, on the other hand: new men. Rough, bouncing, riding on hiccups. Behind them a crippled world and literary quacks with a mania for improvement.”
    Tristan Tzara

  • #24
    Henry David Thoreau
    “I find it wholesome to be alone the greater part of the time. To be in company, even with the best, is soon wearisome and dissipating. I love to be alone. I never found the companion that was so companionable as solitude.”
    Henry David Thoreau, Walden or, Life in the Woods

  • #25
    Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
    “Everything was beautiful and nothing hurt.”
    Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five

  • #26
    Richard Llewellyn
    “It is strange how loud little sounds become when you are in the dark and doing something wrong.”
    Richard Llewellyn, How Green Was My Valley

  • #27
    Richard Llewellyn
    “...[F]or there are times when bed is the only place on earth where peace is to be had, and that was one of them.”
    Richard Llewellyn, How Green Was My Valley
    tags: bed, peace

  • #28
    Richard Llewellyn
    “Foolish is the mind of a man to make bogeys for itself and to live in terrors of fear for things which lack of the substance of truth.”
    Richard Llewellyn

  • #29
    Richard Llewellyn
    “And I wanted to be as I had been yesterday, a boy again, without the heaviness of doubt, this pressing fear, this new treachery that lifted to realms of singing gold, and in a little space, flung to pits of night.”
    Richard Llewellyn, How Green Was My Valley

  • #30
    J.R.R. Tolkien
    “All that is gold does not glitter,
    Not all those who wander are lost;
    The old that is strong does not wither,
    Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

    From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
    A light from the shadows shall spring;
    Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
    The crownless again shall be king.”
    J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring



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