Bu büyük orucu niçin gereksiyoruz? Niye? Oruç, hem de büyük. Ama buna ne ihtiyacımız var? Demka bir türlü anlamıyordu; çünkü o, yaşantısının büyük bölümünü aç karınla geçirmişti.

Le Poète est semblable au prince des nuéesQui hante la tempête et se rit de l’archer;Exilé sur le sol au milieu des huées,Ses ailes de géant l’empêchent de marcher.

La buena literatura es un arte que alimenta el alma.

Literature should stand by itself, of itself, and for itself.

To risk life to save a smile on a face of a woman or a child is the secret of chivalry.

God is busy and has no time for you.

Beauty is a cheap word, but beauty remains priceless.

My mathematics is simple: one plus one = one.

To the knights of faith nobody believes.

The eyesight for an eagle is what thought is to a man.

There is a moonlight note in the Moonlight Sonata; there is a thunder note in an angry sky.

Without space, there is no time.

You mark and celebrate errors, transforming failures into successes.

Knighthood lies above eternity; it doesn’t live off fame, but rather deeds.

Water, wind and birdsong were the echoes in this quiet place of a great chiming symphony that was surging around the world. Knee-deep in grasses and moon daisies, Stella stood and listened, swaying a little...

Watson is a cheap, efficient little sod of a literary device. Holmes doesn’t need him to solve crimes any more than he needs a ten-stone ankle weight. The audience, Arthur. The audience needs Watson as...

In literature the ambition of the novice is to acquire the literary language; the struggle of the adept is to get rid of it.

Don’t forget to speak scornfully of the Victorian Age; there will be time for meekness when you try to better it. Very soon you will be Victorian or that sort of thing yourselves; next session...

More than at any other time, when I hold a beloved book in my hand my limitations fall from me, my spirit is free.

Thee, my serenity, one can not bear, Seeing thee befuddled, bereaved,Dimmed like the midnight, secluded, darkened,Thee, my serenity,A window to my eyes, A window to laughter, and peace of mind,Thee, my serenity, one can not...

The art of letters will come to an end before A.D. 2000. I shall survive as a curiosity.

Among the Igbo the art of conversation is regarded very highly, and proverbs are the palm-oil with which words are eaten.

It can also be useful to politics, enabling that science to discover how much of it is no more than verbal construction, myth, literary tops. Politics, like literature, must above all know itself and distrust...

Fransa’nın en büyük romancılarından birinin kopardığı “Üstelik bu insanlar uyuyabiliyorlar, eşleri ve çocukları var, onları seviyorlar!” çığlığını her okuyuşlarında yürekleri sızlayacak, kendi kendilerinden, kendi türlerinden utanacak, gerçek adalet özlemini bir kez daha duyacaklar.

Can you blame me, my dear, for looking on this attachment as a romantic folly inspired by that cursed Shakespeare who will poke his nose where he is not wanted?

It is the modern literature of the educated, not of the uneducated, which is avowedly and aggressively criminal..The vast mass of humanity, with their vast mass of idle books and idle words, have never doubted...

No man is offended by another man’s admiration of the woman he loves; it is the woman only who can make it a torment.

Tenis üzerine sizinle konuşmak filan, çocuğun çok hoşuna gidiyordu, ama anlıyordunuz, bir de Katolik olsaydınız çok daha hoşuna gidecekti.

Even bad books are books and therefore sacred.

La emoción trágica, efectivamente, es una cara que mira en dos direcciones: hacia el terror y hacia la piedad, y ambos son fases de ella. Habrás visto que uso la palabra paraliza. Quiero decir que...

The castle? The monster? The man of learning? I only just thought of it. Surely you know that just as the momentous events of the past cast their shadows down the ages, so now, when...

The poet must always, in every instance, have the vibrant word… that by it’s trenchancy can so wound my soul that it whimpers…. One must know and recognize not merely the direct but the secret...

This view of literature as an aesthetic object that could make us ‘better people’ is linked to a certain idea of the subject, to what theorists have come to call ‘the liberal subject’, the individual...

(from his random observations after reading David Copperfield by Charles Dickens)In the Old Curiosity Shop I discovered that in the character of Dick Swiveller, Dickens provided P.G. Wodehouse with pretty much the whole of his...

Należymy do gatunku składającego słowa jak ryba ikrę, produkujemy więcej kultury, niż jesteśmy w stanie przetrawić. W ciągu ostatnich lat pedantycznie zwalczaliśmy graffiti na stacjach metra, a jednocześnie wydajemy miliony koron na budowę nowych bibliotek...

Luckily, my job demands constant reading, otherwise I’d have to figure out some other excuse.

Biladerlerim, kardeşlerim, kankalar! Kolera’dan uluslararası hırsızlık madalyası kazanmış bir düzine hünerli gaftici çıktı. Bu şahsiyetlerin “Saat kaç kardeş?” dedikleri insanlar, ömür boyu saatsiz dolaştılar.

Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer.

Really, when I think it over, literature has only one excuse for existing; it saves the person who makes it from the disgustingness of life.

Now that his children had grown into their lives, their own children too, there was no one who needed more than the idea of him, and he thought maybe that was why he had this...

Finding yourself and creating a life that feels authentic and safe is the hardest, most important work that we will ever do and for girls, especially young girls, there is no one more equipped to...

Books have power to bring you glory or doom, it all depends on perception.

Is there anything more plausible than a second hand? And yet it takes only the smallest pleasure or pain to teach us time’s malleability. Some emotions speed it up, others slow it down; occasionally, it...

In literature, you either create a classical or create a foam! There is no in between!

It is a very sad thing that nowadays there is so little useless information.

The love I knew was from books..

Who’s to say what a ‘literary life’ is? As long as you are writing often, and writing well, you don’t need to be hanging-out in libraries all the time. Nightclubs are great literary research centers....

Sleeping beauty awoke at the kiss of a scientist and expired at the fatal puncture of his syringe.

Benar bahwa kamu punya hak untuk mencoba menemukan pengganti perempuan itu. Tapi bukan begitu caranya. Ibarat seorang atlet yang cedera, seharusnya disembuhkan dulu luka itu, baru berlatih lagi dan bertanding lagi. Sebab jika ia terluka...

Mr. Herbert DemarestAlexander Hamilton Jr. High2236 Bedford AvenueBrooklyn NYDear Mr Demarest, Then why don’t you give him ‘Withering Heights’? At least Heathcoat knew how to kick some ass.Chas. Banks3d Base