In short, to enter the lists of literature is wilfully to expose yourself to the arrows of neglect, ridicule, envy, and disappointment. Whether you write well or ill, be assured that you will not escape...

The rich don’t have to kill to eat. They employ people, as they call it. The rich don’t do evil themselves. They pay. People do all they can to please them, and everybody’s happy.

You stand for what is right-for the patient and the staff.Pressures of work may down you,maybe bent but not broken.

Actually, I am a coward. I say only what is safe to say, and I criticise only what is permissable to criticise.

I reread these negative remarks and realize that I do not know whether music can despair of music or marble of marble. I do know that literature is an art that can foresee the time...

Jonah-John-if I had been a Sam, I would have been a Jonah still-not because I have been unlucky for others, but because somebody or something has compelled me to be certain places, at certain times,...

Even if we try to conform to ideals and strive for perfection, we will always be pulled back to our core identity because it’s the path of least resistance for our souls – an energy...

Of four infernal rivers that disgorge/ Into the burning Lake their baleful streams;/Abhorred Styx the flood of deadly hate,/Sad Acheron of sorrow, black and deep;/Cocytus, nam’d of lamentation loud/ Heard on the rueful stream; fierce...

It’s the best way of telling the truth; it’s a process of producing grand, beautiful, well-ordered lies that tell more truth than any assemblage of facts. Beyond that … [it’s] delight in, and play with,...

You’re like, both like, Alexander the Great.’We can’t both be Alexander.’Well sometimes I think you’re two side of the same coin, and I’m the metal in between.

So Matilda’s strong young mind continued to grow, nurtured by the voices of all those authors who had sent their books out into the world like ships on the sea.

…This remains the great deficiency of literature: its imitation of nature cannot prepare you for the main events. For the main events, only experience will answer.

…but which of us has read every line of the Iliad, or the Aeneid, or The Divine Comedy, or Paradise Lost? Only men of epic stomach can digest these epic tales.

Music expresses that which cannot be put into words and that which cannot remain silent

In life there are two things which are dependable. The pleasures of the flesh and the pleasures of literature.

Yet when books have been read and reread, it boils down to the horse, his human companion, and what goes on between them.

Perhaps reading and writing books is one of the last defences human dignity has left, because in the end they remind us of what God once reminded us before He too evaporated in this age...

You must remember that no one lives a life free from pain and suffering.

Literary works are not democracies. We hold this truth to be self-evident, that all men and women are created equal. We may, but the country of Novels, Etc., doesn’t. In that faraway place, no character...

No sooner have you feasted on beauty with your eyes than your mind tells you that beauty is vain and beauty passes

I’ve always felt that good writing does not have to be literary.

We were supposed to be an English literature class, but Miss Nesbitt used literature to teach real life. She said she didn’t have time to teach us like a regular English teacher–we were too far...

He had some taste for romance reading before he went to the university, where, we must confess, in justice to his college, he was cured of the love of reading in all its shapes; and...

You are not to take it, if you please, as the saying of an ignorant man, when I express my opinion that such a book as ROBINSON CRUSOE never was written, and never will be...

My theory on literature is an author who does not indulge in trashiness-writes about people you could introduce into your own home…he did not care to read a book or go to a play about...

The capital … shall form a fund, the interest of which shall be distributed annually as prizes to those persons who shall have rendered humanity the best services during the past year. … One-fifth to...

There is a line of poetry, a sentence in a fable, a word in an essay, by which my existence is justified; find that line, and immortality is assured.

This is surely the most significant of the elements that Tolkien brought to fantasy…. his arranged marriage between the Elder Edda and “The Wind in the Willows”–big Icelandic romance and small-scale, cozy English children’s book....

Bir insanın gençken kuvvetli karakteri yoksa, bir daha da olmaz.

Eğer insanoğlu hiç hastalanmazsa, isteklerine sınır tanımaz.

Anyone who says writing is easy isn’t doing it right.

The important task of literature is to free man, not to censor him, and that is why Puritanism was the most destructive and evil force which ever oppressed people and their literature: it created hypocrisy,...

letters”. Those letters are either delivered—they connect with an audience—or they don’t. For some, that audience is a few thousand college professors and some critics. For others, its twenty million women desperate for romance in...

Nature is an outcry, unpolished truth; the art—a euphemism—tamed wilderness.

When following God, Zero we never find.

Busy with the ugliness of the expensive success We forget the easiness of free beautyLying sad right around the corner, Only an instant removed, Unnoticed and squandered.

I enjoy it when the world smiles; the more smiles, the warmer I am.

There is nobody to wake up eternal seekers.

A star needs a star.

To accomplish the perfect perfection, a little imperfection helps.

Is it possible to write a poem or are these words just screams of outlaws exiled to the desert?

Your head is a lit chamber.

The world is a fairy tale; we are its guardians.

But it seems to me inevitable that any person who gives thoughtful and imaginative attention to literature must be awakened in his sensibilities, enlarged in his sympathies, sharpened in his critical faculties.

And literature frequently rises to heights that make it international.

Literature is an avenue to glory, ever open for those ingenious men who are deprived of honours or of wealth.

I had never kissed a boy, had never even considered that I might enjoy such an unclean thing, until literature opened my eyes.

Literature shrivels in a universal language, and an uprooted language rots before it dies. And it should be possible to lift the eyes above the cant of the ‘language of Shakespeare’… sufficiently to realise the...

A great book allows me to leap over that wall: in a deep, significant conversation with another consciousness, I feel human and unalone.

Literature is the art of writing something that will be read twice.