The world is God’s salvation.

Serious affairs and history are carefully laid snares for the uninformed.

The enduring rapture with magic and fable has always struck me as latently childish and somehow sexless (and thus also related to childlessness).

When magic through nerves and reason passes, Imagination, force, and passion will thunder. The portrait of the world is changed.

To go against the grain is the secret of bravery.

Trying too hard to be too good, even when trying to be bad, is too good for the bad, too bad for the good.

Our desire to say more grows bigger and what to say about it, except that saying is not always about saying, growing is not always about growing.

If you could have walked on the planet before humans lived here, maybe the Ivory Coast would have seemed more beautiful than La Côte d’Azur.

Existence is the end of endless eternity without a beginning or an end.

Go ahead and laugh at Detroit. Because you are laughing at yourself.

A good metaphor is something even the police should keep an eye on.

Adults…struggle desperately with fiction, demanding constantly that it conform to the rules of everyday life. Adults foolishly demand to know how Superman can possibly fly, or how Batman can possibly run a multibillion-dollar business empire...

Good literature boils down to two things: How interesting is the story you are telling, and how interesting is your telling.

I cordially dislike allegory in all its manifestations, and always have done so since I grew old and wary enough to detect its presence. I much prefer history – true or feigned– with its varied...

Outside of the dreary rubbish that is churned out by god knows how many hacks of varying degrees of talent, the novel is, it seems to me, a very special and rarefied kind of literary...

The idea we came up with, well before we left, was something we coined Performance Literature. Excuse the use of that second word, because I realize it’s presumptuous. Also, excuse the first word, and the...

They passed, leaving a trail of foxfire shuffled up out of the wet leaves like stars plowed in a ship’s wake.

You never stopped thinking of yourself as a writer biding his time in the Department of Factual Verification. But between the job and the life there wasn’t much time left over for emotion recollected in...

Gerçeği gömmeniz boşuna, toprağın altında yol alıyor; bir gün, her yandan fışkıracak, öç bitkileri olarak açılacaktır.

There is no Frigate like a Book To take us Lands awayNor any Coursers like a Page Of prancing Poetry – This Traverse may the poorest takeWithout oppress of Toll – How frugal is the...

They were…no ordinary group, gathering together to kill an evening, to seek refuge from critical husbands and demanding children while idly discussing their new best-seller. They met because literature was their shared passion. Books were...

There is nothing which can better deserve our patronage than the promotion of science and literature. Knowledge is in every country the surest basis of public happiness.

O rahibeleri bu yüzden sevmiştim. Anlıyordunuz, her seyden önce, onlar hiç bir zaman öyle şatafatlı yerlerde yemek yemezlerdi. Onların hiç bir zaman şatafatlı bir yerde yemeğe gitmediklerini düşününce felaket üzüldüm.

The literary text seems like “a fortified medieval town –foreigners and outsiders are repelled, or allowed in only after rigorous checks, but within all is bustling life; exchange, mutual interdependence and influence are the rule.

The vast majority of us imagine ourselves as like literature people or math people. But the truth is that the massive processor known as the human brain is neither a literature organ or a math...

Il (Georges Perros) avait une voix sonore et lumineuse, un peu feutrée, qui remplissait parfaitement le volume des classes, comme elle aurait comblé un amphi, un thé tre, le champ de Mars, sans que jamais...

I had lines inside me, a string of guiding lights. I had language. Fiction and poetry are doses, medicines. What they heal is the rupture reality makes on the imagination. I had been damaged, and...

People don’t expect too much from literature. They just want to know they’re not alone with being confused.

Whom boasts about his happiness, cause doesn’t got it!

The poet, however, uses these two crude, primitive, archaic forms of thought (simile and metaphor) in the most uninhibited way, because his job is not to describe nature, but to show you a world completely...

Skyler! Bliss! Show Daddy and Mummy what you’ve just opened, please! And save the little cards, so you know who gave such nice things to you

He did recall that the summer after graduating from college before he joined the state police he had read Shakespeare. It was the pure language that stupefied him. He would be in a diner reading...

Two adolescent girls on a hot summer night–hardly the material of great literature, which tends to endow all male experience (that of those twin brothers who found themselves adrift so many years ago in the...

sou dessa gente meticulosanos dedos cheia de zelosnos moldes da argamassa bem mais translúcida vidraça

It was literature in its finest sense, since it made Unk courageous, watchful, and secretly free.

Starting over can be the scariest thing in the entire world, whether it’s leaving a lover, a school, a team, a friend or anything else that feels like a core part of our identity but...

Ist nicht eigentliches Ziel von Roman und Museum, unsere Erinnerungen so aufrichtig wie möglich zu erzählen und dadurch unser Glück in das Glück anderer zu verwandeln?

Orlando said it was important for scientists to have minds kept open by literature, and souls touched by the creativity of art.

The house was the color of baby vomit.

Though it’s true that (dictionary-maker Samuel) Johnson sometimes seem to feel that the language was in decline, he didn’t rail against it with (Jonathan) Swift’s anger. Instead, he hoped the example of his dictionary would...

Very broadly, literature concerns itself with the internal, cinema with the external.

I watched the shadow of our plane hastening below us across hedges and fences, rows of poplars and canals … Nowhere, however, was a single human being to be seen. No matter whether one is...

(the modern writer’s aim is) general revelation by suggestion (and) making a very tiny part do for a whole.

Literature is a term that cannot be applied to writings or poems that reel off tales that are false. It should not emerge from the egotistic fancies of the individual.

It perhaps might be said–if any one dared–that the most worthless literature of the world has been that which has been written by the men of one nation concerning the men of another.

I control the world so long as I can name it. Which is why children must chase language before they do anything else, tame the wilderness by describing it, challenge God by learning His hundred...

Burnout at its deepest level is not the result of some train wreck of examinations, long call shifts, or poor clinical evaluations. It is the sum total of hundreds and thousands of tiny betrayals of...

Valuing a writer only for their diversity, but not their humanity or talent – that’s tokenism.

Fiction is like a spider’s web, attached ever so lightly perhaps, but still attached to life at all four corners.

I can’t bear literary snobbery.