A dark horse riderless, bolts like a phantom past the winning post, his mane moonflowing, his eyeballs stars.

Then said he, ’I am going to my Father’s; and though with great difficulty I am got hither, yet now I do not repent me of all the trouble I have been at to arrive...

A great memory does not make a mind, any more than a dictionary is a piece of literature.

Anyone who’s read all of Proust plus The Man withour Qualities is bound t be missing out on a few other titles.

She regretted the explanation immediately, but that was because she always regretted everything

This was the time in her life that she fell upon books as the only door out of her cell. They became half her world.

The danger in reviewing and teaching literature for a living (is) you can develop a kind of knee-jerk superiority to the material you’re “decoding

Çalışan insan avare olmaz.

Menulislah dengan akal, pengetahuan, keikhlasan, ketenangan, kasih sayang dan niat yang murni

Les personnages de nos autres vies sont des fantômes que la littérature fait revivre.

Pull a thread here and you’ll find it’s attached to the rest of the world.

Sometimes you have to let go a little bit and travel the path of least resistance but this doesn’t mean that you quit when things get tough, as you are working towards a goal! It...

I am also well aware that literature only has a minimal influence on political disputes or economic crises in the world, but its significance to human beings is ancient.

Newer teachers also have a broader perspective on literature.

The reading of all good books is like conversation with the finest men of past centuries.

The text contains no literary criticism. I wanted to describe books, not to be clever at their expense.

Her constant orders for beheading are shocking to those modern critics of children’s literature who feel that juvenile fiction should be free of all violence and especially violence with Freudian undertones. Even the Oz books...

Apollinaire said a poet should be ‘of his time.’ I say objects of the Digital Age belong in newspapers, not literature. When I read a novel, I don’t want credit cards; I want cash in...

Do you know why teachers use me? Because I speak in tongues. I write metaphors. Every one of my stories is a metaphor you can remember. The great religions are all metaphor. We appreciate things...

You may be ableto fly to heaven with my love.But for real, my love is onlya cheap wine.Seriously,Only God’s love is the precious wine.And She evengives it to everyone.For free!

In my profession it isn’t a question of telling good literature from bad. Really good literature is seldom appreciated in its own day. The best authors die poor, the bad ones make money — it’s...

Current “literature” [is] well-written books in which disgusting people do disgusting things to other disgusting people for no apparent reason and with no apparent resolution.

Whoever is able to write a book and does not, it is as if he has lost a child

everything that is scatteredcomes together in wordseverything that is lostcomes back in poetry.

the whole of Victorian literature done up in grey paper & neatly tied with string

To me, literature is a calling, even a kind of salvation. It connects me with an enterprise that is over 2,000 years old. What do we have from the past? Art and thought. That’s what...

We are absurdly accustomed to the miracle of a few written signs being able to contain immortal imagery, involutions of thought, new worlds with live people, speaking, weeping, laughing. We take it for granted so...

Stories of imagination tend to upset those without one.

Journey through the Power of the Rainbow represents a condensed compendium of literary efforts from a life dedicated to transforming the themes of injustice, grief, and despair that we all encounter during some unavoidable point...

The man who is contented to be only himself, and therefore less a self, is in prison. My own eyes are not enough for me, I will see through those of others. Reality, even seen...

CURSE, v.t. Energetically to belabor with a verbal slap-stick. This is an operation which in literature, particularly in the drama, is commonly fatal to the victim. Nevertheless, the liability to a cursing is a risk...

A great writer picks up on those things that matter. It’s almost like their radar is attuned to the most significant moments.

Eğer çocuklarınız sizden daha iyi değillerse onları boş yere dünyaya getirmişsiniz, siz de boş yere yaşamışsınız demektir.

İçlerinde en serti ve en ciddisi hastabakıcı Olimpiada Vladislavovna idi, çünkü onun için hastaları dolaşmak bir Diyakos’un (*) dinsel töreni gibi bir şeydi.

Now and then there are readings that make the hairs on the neck, the non-existent pelt, stand on end and tremble, when every word burns and shines hard and clear and infinite and exact, like...

I don’t fear death–I fear dying before I’ve read Dickens end to end.

If you’re going to be a narcissistic schmuck, kid, don’t bother studying Faulkner. Go straight to Brett Easton Ellis. He’s the role model you need.

Nor is the limitation of what is sayable a limit to the doable: this last is the possibility of literature.

When the star dies, Its eye closes; tired of watching, It flies back to its first bright dream.

The world cannot be translated; It can only be dreamed of and touched.

Wherever I go, I run into myself.

Every star was once darker than the night, before it awoke.

To expect to be kissed having bad breath is the secret of a fool.

There is always the question why And there is always life, Which doesn’t need an answer.

Love is almost never simple.

This dwarf still observes the world from his own self-imposed height.

After Homer and Dante, is a whole century of creating worth one Shakespeare?

Literature has the ability to open up a whole new world to children, but we need to have a share in helping them to find that door and open it with them. Let’s set the...

What are we doing to each other? Because I know that I am doing to him exactly what he is doing to me. We are sometimes so happy, and never in our lives have we...

I once received a letter from an old lady in California who informed me that when the tired reader comes home at night, he wishes to read something that will lift up his heart. And...