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  • #1
    “And I would have answered:
    "The knottier the branch, the more twisted and misshapen, the more bent people called it, the harder it is to find it a place among the smooth planks, the more people agree that it should be thrown on the fire, the more useless it is, the more unsuitable for anything except letting one's imagination run riot, the more I covet it, the more I yearn to weigh it in my hand, the more I long to let my whittling knife be guided by its knots and veins...Yes, bring that piece to me...”
    Sjón, From the Mouth of the Whale

  • #2
    “Only those who have learnt the tongue of angels can tell how one’s name will sound in the language of light.”

  • #3
    “Excuse my wandering.
    How can one be orderly with this?
    It's like counting leaves in a garden,
    along with the song-notes of partridges,
    and crows.

    Sometimes organization
    and computation become absurd.”

  • #4
    Hermann Hesse
    “For the first time in my life I tasted death, and death tasted bitter, for death is birth, is fear and dread of some terrible renewal.”
    Hermann Hesse, Demian. Die Geschichte von Emil Sinclairs Jugend

  • #5
    André Aciman
    “Twenty years was yesterday, and yesterday was just earlier this morning, and morning seemed light-years away.”
    André Aciman, Call Me by Your Name

  • #6
    André Aciman
    “Is it better to speak or die?”
    André Aciman, Call Me by Your Name

  • #7
    André Aciman
    “We are not written for one instrument alone; I am not, neither are you.”
    André Aciman, Call Me by Your Name

  • #8
    André Aciman
    “We had the stars, you and I. And this is given once only.”
    André Aciman, Call Me by Your Name

  • #9
    André Aciman
    “I'm like you,' he said. 'I remember everything.'

    I stopped for a second. If you remember everything, I wanted to say, and if you are really like me, then before you leave tomorrow, or when you’re just ready to shut the door of the taxi and have already said goodbye to everyone else and there’s not a thing left to say in this life, then, just this once, turn to me, even in jest, or as an afterthought, which would have meant everything to me when we were together, and, as you did back then, look me in the face, hold my gaze, and call me by your name”
    André Aciman, Call Me by Your Name

  • #10
    E.E. Cummings
    “Lovers alone wear sunlight.”
    E.E. Cummings

  • #11
    Oscar Wilde
    “I am so clever that sometimes I don't understand a single word of what I am saying.”
    Oscar Wilde, The Happy Prince and Other Stories

  • #12
    Napoléon Bonaparte
    “China is a sleeping giant. Let her sleep, for when she wakes she will move the world.”
    Napoleon Bonaparte

  • #13
    David Mitchell
    “My life amounts to no more than one drop in a limitless ocean. Yet what is any ocean, but a multitude of drops?”
    David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas

  • #14
    Isaac Asimov
    “Never let your sense of morals prevent you from doing what is right.”
    Isaac Asimov, Foundation

  • #15
    Isaac Asimov
    “Tell me why the stars do shine,
    Tell me why the ivy twines,
    Tell me what makes skies so blue,
    And I'll tell you why I love you.

    Nuclear fusion makes stars to shine,
    Tropisms make the ivy twine,
    Raleigh scattering make skies so blue,
    Testicular hormones are why I love you. ”
    Isaac Asimov

  • #16
    Isaac Asimov
    “However, I continue to try and I continue, indefatigably, to reach out. There’s no way I can single-handedly save the world or, perhaps, even make a perceptible difference - but how ashamed I would be to let a day pass without making one more effort.”
    isaac Asimov

  • #17
    Jeff VanderMeer
    “Where lies the strangling fruit that came from the hand of the sinner I shall bring forth the seeds of the dead to share with the worms that gather in the darkness and surround the world with the power of their lives while from the dimlit halls of other places forms that never were and never could be writhe for the impatience of the few who never saw what could have been. In the black water with the sun shining at midnight, those fruit shall come ripe and in the darkness of that which is golden shall split open to reveal the revelation of the fatal softness in the earth. The shadows of the abyss are like the petals of a monstrous flower that shall blossom within the skull and expand the mind beyond what any man can bear, but whether it decays under the earth or above on green fields, or out to sea or in the very air, all shall come to revelation, and to revel, in the knowledge of the strangling fruit—and the hand of the sinner shall rejoice, for there is no sin in shadow or in light that the seeds of the dead cannot forgive. And there shall be in the planting in the shadows a grace and a mercy from which shall blossom dark flowers, and their teeth shall devour and sustain and herald the passing of an age. That which dies shall still know life in death for all that decays is not forgotten and reanimated it shall walk the world in the bliss of not-knowing. And then there shall be a fire that knows the naming of you, and in the presence of the strangling fruit, its dark flame shall acquire every part of you that remains.”
    Jeff VanderMeer, Annihilation