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  • #1
    Arthur Wing Pinero
    “While there is tea, there is hope.”
    Arthur Wing Pinero, Sweet Lavender - A Comedy in Three Acts.
    tags: hope, tea

  • #2
    C.S. Lewis
    “You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me.”
    C.S. Lewis

  • #3
    Marlen Haushofer
    “Even now I’m nothing but a thin skin covering a mountain of memories.”
    Marlen Haushofer, The Wall

  • #4
    Marcel Proust
    “... so in that moment all the flowers in our garden and in M. Swann's park, and the water-lilies on the Vivonne and the good folk of the village and their little dwellings and the parish church and the whole of Combray and of its surroundings, taking their proper shapes and growing solid, sprang into being, town and gardens alike, from my cup of tea.”
    Marcel Proust, Swann’s Way

  • #5
    Pat Barker
    “Grief's only ever as deep as the love it's replaced.”
    Pat Barker, The Silence of the Girls

  • #6
    “Själv lever jag nog mest för att det är mitt grundtillstånd, en inslagen väg som är lätt att fortsätta på.”
    Annika Paldanius

  • #7
    Sophocles
    “I am the shape you made me.
    Filth teaches filth.”
    Sophokles

  • #8
    Anne Sexton
    “I fear I will be ripped open and found unsightly.”
    anne sexton

  • #9
    R.F. Kuang
    “She'd been so stupid to once think that if she ended the Federation then she'd ended the hurting. War didn't end, not so cleanly - it just kept building up in little hurts that piled on one another until they exploded afresh into raw new wounds.”
    R.F. Kuang, The Burning God
    tags: war

  • #10
    William Shakespeare
    “But from thine eyes my knowledge I derive,
    And, constant stars, in them I read such art,
    As truth and beauty shall together thrive
    If from thyself to store thou wouldst convert;
    Or else of thee I prognosticate,
    Thy end is truth's and beauty's doom and date.”
    William Shakespeare, Shakespeare's Sonnets

  • #11
    William Shakespeare
    “But wherefore do not you a mightier way
    Make war upon this bloody tyrant, Time?
    And fortify yourself in your decay
    With means more blessed than my barren rhyme?”
    William Shakespeare, Sonnet 16

  • #12
    Gary Provost
    “This sentence has five words. Here are five more words. Five-word sentences are fine. But several together become monotonous. Listen to what is happening. The writing is getting boring. The sound of it drones. It’s like a stuck record. The ear demands some variety. Now listen. I vary the sentence length, and I create music. Music. The writing sings. It has a pleasant rhythm, a lilt, a harmony. I use short sentences. And I use sentences of medium length. And sometimes, when I am certain the reader is rested, I will engage him with a sentence of considerable length, a sentence that burns with energy and builds with all the impetus of a crescendo, the roll of the drums, the crash of the cymbals–sounds that say listen to this, it is important.”
    Gary Provost



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