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  • #1
    Charles Dickens
    “A wonderful fact to reflect upon, that every human creature is constituted to be that profound secret and mystery to every other.”
    Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities

  • #2
    Rachel Carson
    “The earth's vegetation is part of a web of life in which there are intimate and essential relations between plants the the earth, between plants and other plants, between plants and animals. Sometimes we have no choice but to disturb these relationships, but we should do so thoughtfully, with full awareness that what we do may have consequences remote in time and place.”
    Rachel Carson, Silent Spring

  • #3
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “Our stories are so fundamental to us that it’s easy to forget that we choose them.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Here I Am

  • #3
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “It’s easy to be close, but almost impossible to stay close. Think about friends. Think about hobbies. Even ideas. They’re close to us—sometimes so close we think they are part of us—and then, at some point, they aren’t close anymore. They go away. Only one thing can keep something close over time: holding it there. Grappling with it. Wrestling it to the ground, as Jacob did with the angel, and refusing to let go. What we don’t wrestle we let go of. Love isn’t the absence of struggle. Love is struggle.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Here I Am
    tags: love

  • #5
    Anne Lamott
    “You can safely assume you've created God in your own image when it turns out that God hates all the same people you do.”
    Anne Lamott

  • #6
    Gabriel García Márquez
    “Both described at the same time how it was always March there and always Monday, and then they understood that José Arcadio Buendía was not as crazy as the family said, but that he was the only one who had enough lucidity to sense the truth of the fact that time also stumbled and had accidents and could therefore splinter and leave an eternalized fragment in a room.”
    Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

  • #7
    Richard Wright
    “Whenever my environment had failed to support or nourish me, I had clutched at books...”
    Richard Wright, Black Boy

  • #8
    Jonathan Safran Foer
    “Abraham didn’t say, “What do you want?” He didn’t say, “Yes?” He answered with a statement: “Here I am.” Whatever God needs or wants, Abraham is wholly present for Him, without conditions or reservations or need for explanation.”
    Jonathan Safran Foer, Here I Am

  • #9
    Zora Neale Hurston
    “There is a basin in the mind where words float around on thought and thought on sound and sight. Then there is a depth of thought untouched by words, and deeper still a gulf of formless feelings untouched by thought.”
    Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God

  • #10
    Zora Neale Hurston
    “The morning air was like a new dress. That made her feel the apron tied around her waist. She untied it and flung it on a low bush beside the road and walked on, picking flowers and making a bouquet… From now on until death she was going to have flower dust and springtime sprinkled over everything.”
    Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God

  • #11
    Charles Dickens
    “It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to than I have ever known.”
    Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities

  • #12
    Kristin Hannah
    “Men tell stories. Women get on with it. For us it was a shadow war. There were no parades for us when it was over, no medals or mentions in history books. We did what we had to during the war, and when it was over, we picked up the pieces and started our lives over.”
    Kristin Hannah, The Nightingale

  • #13
    Fredrik Backman
    “Loving someone is like moving into a house," Sonja used to say. "At first you fall in love with all the new things, amazed every morning that all this belongs to you, as if fearing that someone would suddenly come rushing in through the door to explain that a terrible mistake had been made, you weren't actually supposed to live in a wonderful place like this. Then over the years the walls become weathered, the wood splinters here and there, and you start to love that house not so much because of all its perfection, but rather for its imperfections. You get to know all the nooks and crannies. How to avoid getting the key caught in the lock when it's cold outside. Which of the floorboards flex slightly when one steps on them or exactly how to open the wardrobe doors without them creaking. These are the little secrets that make it your home.”
    Fredrik Backman, A Man Called Ove

  • #14
    Fredrik Backman
    “He's silent. And then they both stand there, the fifty-nine-year-old and the teenager, a few yards apart, kicking at the snow. As if they were kicking a memory back and forth, a memory of a woman who insisted on seeing more potential in certain men than they saw in themselves.”
    Fredrik Backman, A Man Called Ove

  • #15
    Anne Lamott
    “For some of us, books are as important as almost anything else on earth. What a miracle it is that out of these small, flat, rigid squares of paper unfolds world after world after world, worlds that sing to you, comfort and quiet or excite you. Books help us understand who we are and how we are to behave. They show us what community and friendship mean; they show us how to live and die.”
    Anne Lamott, Bird by Bird

  • #16
    Anne Lamott
    “Perfectionism is the voice of the oppressor, the enemy of the people. It will keep you cramped and insane your whole life, and it is the main obstacle between you and a shitty first draft. I think perfectionism is based on the obsessive belief that if you run carefully enough, hitting each stepping-stone just right, you won't have to die. The truth is that you will die anyway and that a lot of people who aren't even looking at their feet are going to do a whole lot better than you, and have a lot more fun while they're doing it.”
    Anne Lamott, Bird by Bird

  • #17
    Anne Lamott
    “Writing and reading decrease our sense of isolation. They deepen and widen and expand our sense of life: they feed the soul. When writers make us shake our heads with the exactness of their prose and their truths, and even make us laugh about ourselves or life, our buoyancy is restored. We are given a shot at dancing with, or at least clapping along with, the absurdity of life, instead of being squashed by it over and over again. It's like singing on a boat during a terrible storm at sea. You can't stop the raging storm, but singing can change the hearts and spirits of the people who are together on that ship.”
    Anne Lamott, Bird by Bird

  • #18
    “There's something about putting words on a page in private that makes me feel powerful in public.”
    Mitali Perkins, You Bring the Distant Near

  • #19
    Mark Buchanan
    “One measure for whether or not you’re rested enough—besides falling asleep in board meetings—is to ask yourself this: How much do I care about the things I care about? When we lose concern for people, both the lost and the found, for the bride of Christ, for friendship, for truth and beauty and goodness; when we cease to laugh when our children laugh (and instead yell at them to quiet down) or weep when our spouses weep (and instead wish they didn’t get so emotional); when we hear news of trouble among our neighbors and our first thought is that we hope it isn’t going to involve us—when we stop caring about the things we care about—that’s a signal we’re too busy. We have let ourselves be consumed by the things that feed the ego but starve the soul. Busyness kills the heart.”
    Mark Buchanan, The Rest of God: Restoring Your Soul by Restoring Sabbath

  • #20
    Barbara Kingsolver
    “I don't know what rituals my kids will carry into adulthood, whether they'll grow up attached to homemade pizza on Friday nights, or the scent of peppers roasting over a fire, or what. I do know that flavors work their own ways under the skin, into the heart of longing. Where my kids are concerned I find myself hoping for the simplest things: that if someday they crave orchards where their kids can climb into the branches and steal apples, the world will have trees enough with arms to receive them.”
    Barbara Kingsolver, Animal, Vegetable, Miracle: A Year of Food Life

  • #21
    Barbara Kingsolver
    “Once you start cooking, one thing leads to another. A new recipe is as exciting as a blind date. A new ingredient, heaven help me, is an intoxicating affair.”
    Barbara Kingsolver, Animal, Vegetable, Miracle: A Year of Food Life



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