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  • #1
    Virginia Woolf
    “Really I don't like human nature unless all candied over with art”
    Virginia Woolf, The Diary of Virginia Woolf, Volume Four: 1931-1935

  • #2
    Justin Chin
    “A dream only becomes one
    when you wake up.”
    Justin Chin

  • #3
    “Inspiration is for amateurs. I just get to work.”
    Chuck Close

  • #4
    Philippe Starck
    “My best office is my bed.”
    Philippe Starck

  • #5
    Janet Frame
    “Life is hell, but there are prizes. ”
    Janet Frame

  • #6
    Edward Gorey
    “When people are finding meaning in things - beware.”
    Edward Gorey, Ascending Peculiarity: Edward Gorey on Edward Gorey

  • #7
    Pablo Picasso
    “The chief enemy of creativity is good sense.”
    Pablo Picasso

  • #8
    Shirley Jackson
    “No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality.”
    Shirley Jackson, The Haunting of Hill House

  • #9
    Albert Einstein
    “The most beautiful experience we can have is the mysterious. It is the fundamental emotion that stands at the cradle of true art and true science.”
    Albert Einstein, The World As I See It

  • #10
    Patti Smith
    “I have loved books all my life. There is nothing more beautiful in our material world than the book.”
    Patti Smith

  • #11
    Jack London
    “A bone to the dog is not charity. Charity is the bone shared with the dog, when you are just as hungry as the dog.”
    Jack London

  • #12
    Harlan Ellison
    “You are not entitled to your opinion. You are entitled to your informed opinion. No one is entitled to be ignorant.”
    Harlan Ellison

  • #13
    Grace Paley
    “The only thing you should have to do is find work you love to do. And I can't imagine living without having loved a person. A man, in my case. It could be a woman, but whatever. I think, what I always tell kids when they get out of class and ask, 'What should I do now?' I always say, 'Keep a low overhead. You're not going to make a lot of money.' And the next thing I say: 'Don't live with a person who doesn't respect your work.' That's the most important thing—that's more important than the money thing. I think those two things are very valuable pieces of information.”
    Grace Paley

  • #14
    Erasmus
    “When I have a little money, I buy books; and if I have any left, I buy food and clothes.”
    Desiderius Erasmus Roterodamus

  • #15
    “The ability to see our lives as stories and share those stories with others is at the core of what it means to be human. We use stories to order and make sense of our lives, to define who we are, even to construct our realities: this happened, then this happened, then this. I was, I am, I will be. We recount our dreams, narrate our days and organize our memories into stories we tell others and ourselves. As natural-born storytellers, we respond to others’ stories because they are deeply, intimately familiar.”
    John Capecci and Timothy Cage

  • #16
    “The enormity of problems like hunger and social injustice can certainly motivate us to act. We can be convinced logically of the need for intervention and change. But it is the story of one individual that ultimately makes the difference—by offering
    living proof.”
    John Capecci and Timothy Cage

  • #17
    Ali Liebegott
    “Lots of people hate gay people.
    You can tell who they are because they start sentences with, "It's not like I hate gay people.”
    Ali Liebegott

  • #18
    “I love the friendly faces of old sorrows;
    I have no secrets that they do not know.”
    Karle Wilson Baker, Blue Smoke: A Book Of Verses

  • #19
    Sylvia Plath
    “I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in my life. And I am horribly limited.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

  • #20
    Joni Mitchell
    “Art is short for artificial…so the art of art is to be as real as you can within this artificial situation…
    In a way it’s a lie to get you to see the truth.”
    Joni Mitchell

  • #21
    Shirley Jackson
    “Eleanor looked up, surprised; the little girl was sliding back in her chair, sullenly refusing her milk, while her father frowned and her brother giggled and her mother said calmly, 'She wants her cup of stars.'

    Indeed yes, Eleanor thought; indeed, so do I; a cup of stars, of course.

    'Her little cup,' the mother was explaining, smiling apologetically at the waitress, who was thunderstruck at the thought that the mill's good country milk was not rich enough for the little girl. 'It has stars in the bottom, and she always drinks her milk from it at home. She calls it her cup of stars because she can see the stars while she drinks her milk.' The waitress nodded, unconvinced, and the mother told the little girl, 'You'll have your milk from your cup of stars tonight when we get home. But just for now, just to be a very good little girl, will you take a little milk from this glass?'

    Don't do it, Eleanor told the little girl; insist on your cup of stars; once they have trapped you into being like everyone else you will never see your cup of stars again; don't do it; and the little girl glanced at her, and smiled a little subtle, dimpling, wholly comprehending smile, and shook her head stubbornly at the glass. Brave girl, Eleanor thought; wise, brave girl.”
    Shirley Jackson, The Haunting of Hill House

  • #22
    Robert Dunbar
    “Quiet is really just a lot of small noises that most people don’t notice.”
    Robert Dunbar, Willy

  • #23
    Djuna Barnes
    “Our bones ache only while the flesh is on them.”
    Djuna Barnes, Nightwood

  • #24
    Shirley Jackson
    “She had taken to wondering lately, during these swift-counted years, what had been done with all those wasted summer days; how could she have spent them so wantonly? I am foolish, she told herself early every summer, I am very foolish; I am grown up now and know the values of things. Nothing is ever really wasted, she believed sensibly, even one's childhood, and then each year, one summer morning, the warm wind would come down the city street where she walked and she would be touched with the little cold thought: I have let more time go by.”
    Shirley Jackson, The Haunting of Hill House

  • #25
    Cheryl Strayed
    “Writing is hard for every last one of us… Coal mining is harder. Do you think miners stand around all day talking about how hard it is to mine for coal? They do not. They simply dig.”
    Cheryl Strayed

  • #26
    Cheryl Strayed
    “Most things will be okay eventually, but not everything will be. Sometimes you'll put up a good fight and lose. Sometimes you'll hold on really hard and realize there is no choice but to let go. Acceptance is a small, quiet room.”
    Cheryl Strayed, Tiny Beautiful Things: Advice on Love and Life from Dear Sugar

  • #27
    Erica Jong
    “I have accepted fear as part of life – specifically the fear of change... I have gone ahead despite the pounding in the heart that says: turn back....”
    Erica Jong

  • #28
    Truman Capote
    “To me, the greatest pleasure of writing is not what it's about, but the music the words make.”
    Truman Capote, Truman Capote: Conversations

  • #29
    Dōgen
    “There is a simple way to become buddha: When you refrain from unwholesome actions, are not attached to birth and death, and are compassionate toward all sentient beings, respectful to seniors and kind to juniors, not excluding or desiring anything, with no designing thoughts or worries, you will be called a buddha. Do not seek anything else.”
    Dōgen, Moon in a Dewdrop: Writings of Zen Master Dogen

  • #30
    Shirley Jackson
    “It was the first genuinely shining day of summer, a time of year which brought Eleanor always to aching memories of her early childhood, when it seemed to be summer all the time; she could not remember a winter before father's death on a cold wet day.”
    Shirley Jackson, The Haunting of Hill House



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