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  • #1
    James Joyce
    “History, Stephen said, is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake.”
    James Joyce, Ulysses

  • #2
    Arthur Schopenhauer
    “If the immediate and direct purpose of our life is not suffering then our existence is the most Ill-adapted to its purpose in the world: for it is absurd to suppose that the endless affliction of which the world is everywhere full, and which arises out of the need and distress pertaining essentially to life, should be purposeless and purely accidental. Each individual misfortune, to be sure, seems an exceptional occurrence; but misfortune in general is the rule.”
    Arthur Schopenhauer

  • #3
    Ernest Hemingway
    “There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.”
    Ernest Hemingway

  • #4
    David Foster Wallace
    “If you are bored and disgusted by politics and don't bother to vote, you are in effect voting for the entrenched Establishments of the two major parties, who please rest assured are not dumb, and who are keenly aware that it is in their interests to keep you disgusted and bored and cynical and to give you every possible reason to stay at home doing one-hitters and watching MTV on primary day. By all means stay home if you want, but don't bullshit yourself that you're not voting. In reality, there is no such thing as not voting: you either vote by voting, or you vote by staying home and tacitly doubling the value of some Diehard's vote.”
    David Foster Wallace, Up, Simbal!: 7 Days on the Trail of an Anticandidate

  • #5
    James Joyce
    “The supreme question about a work of art is out of how deep a life does it spring.”
    James Joyce, Ulysses

  • #6
    Franz Kafka
    “The onlookers go rigid when the train goes past.”
    Franz Kafka, Diaries, 1910-1923

  • #7
    Samuel Beckett
    “Don’t wait to be hunted to hide, that was always my motto.”
    Samuel Beckett, Molloy

  • #8
    Roberto Bolaño
    “He chose The Metamorphosis over The Trial, he chose Bartleby over Moby-Dick, he chose A Simple Heart over Bouvard and Pecuchet, and A Christmas Carol over A Tale of Two Cities or The Pickwick Papers. What a sad paradox, thought Amalfitano. Now even bookish pharmacists are afraid to take on the great, imperfect, torrential works, books that blaze paths into the unknown. They choose the perfect exercises of the great masters. Or what amounts to the same thing: they want to watch the great masters spar, but they have no interest in real combat, when the great masters struggle against that something, that something that terrifies us all, that something that cows us and spurs us on, amid blood and mortal wounds and stench.”
    Roberto Bolaño, 2666

  • #9
    Socrates
    “No man has the right to be an amateur in the matter of physical training. It is a shame for a man to grow old without seeing the beauty and strength of which his body is capable.”
    Socrates

  • #10
    Thomas Mann
    “Nothing is more curious and awkward than the relationship of two people who only know each other with their eyes — who meet and observe each other daily, even hourly and who keep up the impression of disinterest either because of morals or because of a mental abnormality. Between them there is listlessness and pent-up curiosity, the hysteria of an unsatisfied, unnaturally suppressed need for communion and also a kind of tense respect. Because man loves and honors man as long as he is not able to judge him, and desire is a product of lacking knowledge.”
    Thomas Mann, Death in Venice and Other Tales

  • #11
    Franz Kafka
    “The person I am in the company of my sisters has been entirely different from the person I am in the company of other people. Fearless, powerful, surprising, moved as I otherwise am only when I write.”
    Franz Kafka, Diaries, 1910-1923

  • #12
    Franz Kafka
    “Don't you want to join us?" I was recently asked by an acquaintance when he ran across me alone after midnight in a coffeehouse that was already almost deserted. "No, I don't," I said.”
    Franz Kafka, Diaries, 1910-1923

  • #13
    Franz Kafka
    “I think we ought to read only the kind of books that wound or stab us. If the book we're reading doesn't wake us up with a blow to the head, what are we reading for? So that it will make us happy, as you write? Good Lord, we would be happy precisely if we had no books, and the kind of books that make us happy are the kind we could write ourselves if we had to. But we need books that affect us like a disaster, that grieve us deeply, like the death of someone we loved more than ourselves, like being banished into forests far from everyone, like a suicide. A book must be the axe for the frozen sea within us. That is my belief.”
    Franz Kafka

  • #14
    Franz Kafka
    “I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself.”
    Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis

  • #15
    Franz Kafka
    “You do not need to leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. Do not even listen, simply wait, be quiet, still and solitary. The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked, it has no choice, it will roll in ecstasy at your feet.”
    Franz Kafka

  • #16
    Franz Kafka
    “My peers, lately, have found companionship through means of intoxication--it makes them sociable. I, however, cannot force myself to use drugs to cheat on my loneliness--it is all that I have--and when the drugs and alcohol dissipate, will be all that my peers have as well.”
    Franz Kafka

  • #17
    Franz Kafka
    “First impressions are always unreliable.”
    Franz Kafka

  • #18
    Marcus Aurelius
    “Our life is what our thoughts make it.”
    Marcus Aurelius, Meditations

  • #19
    Marcus Aurelius
    “Very little is needed to make a happy life; it is all within yourself in your way of thinking.”
    Marcus Aurelius, Meditations

  • #20
    Virginia Woolf
    “I would venture to guess that Anon, who wrote so many poems without signing them, was often a woman.”
    Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own



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