Bob, I am grateful for yourThree letter name.It’s another reminder of homeOf a world predictableOf a life I had.

Keep reminding yourself that literature is one of the saddest roads that leads to everything.

The idea only true or right “meaning” would be that shared by the largest number of the best readers after repeated and careful readings over several generations, different periods, nationalities, moods, degrees of alertness, private...

We can imagine the books we’d like to read, even if they have not yet been written, and we can imagine libraries full of books we would like to possess, even if they are well...

We must wash literature off ourselves. We want to be men above all, to be human.

Terminus dahü: Hastanın ameliyat masasında ölme ihtimali. Status idem: Hastanın durumu değişmemiş aynı. Rezektabl: Ameliyatla çıkarılabilir.

Kanser insanları sever. Pençelerini bir taktı mı öldürünceye kadar bırakmaz.

But you raised a ruckus about and threatened to perform a Julius Caesarian on anybody on anybody who calls April the cruelest month- I was Damn born out of the loins of my father in...

Not thou alone, but all humanity doth in its progress fable emulate. Whence came thy rocket-ships and submarine if not from Nautilus, from Cavorite? Your trustiest companions since the cave, we apparitions guided mankind’s tread,...

I write for the beauty of the printed word”from PREFACE to BIPOLAR BUFFALO

Everybody does have a book in them, but in most cases that’s where it should stay.

Devil and God – two sides of the same face.

It is beautiful to talk about beautiful things and even more beautiful to silently gaze at them.

We will go far away, to nowhere, to conquer, to fertilize until we become tired. Then we will stop and there will be our home.

I can see myself before myself—A being through dark scenery.

In an endless silence even screams sound silent.

My feelings are too loud for words and too shy for the world.

If you are good, they say you are weak.

Wherever there is somebody else, a war is not far away.

Darkness does not age; nothing is always nothing

[Giordano] Bruno died, despised and suffering, after eight years of agony. From that moment, his works have attracted interest, and he has long been recognized as an important figure in the development of modern thought....

Figures are the most shocking things in the world. The prettiest little squiggles of black looked at in the right light and yet consider the blow they can give you upon the heart.

All I am is literature, and I am not able or willing to be anything else.

Where they burn books, at the end they also burn people

I do not mean to object to a thorough knowledge of the famous works we read. I object only to the interminable comments and bewildering criticisms that teach but one thing: there are as many...

Autora de los libros:Esmeralda Perdida/ Carta Pintada en la Noche/ Cuentos y Poesías para Niños: Amo a mis Animales/ Novela actual: 30 Años de Silencio

Literature is news that stays news.

Elgin himself looked ten years younger, now that he’d cast the die, but I thought exuberance had got the better of him when he strode into the saloon later, threw The Origin of Species on...

This is the paradox of the power of literature: it seems that only when it is persecuted does it show its true powers, challenging authority, whereas in our permissive society it feels that it is...

Reading well is one of the great pleasures that solitude can afford you.

Oh literature is a wonderful thing, Varenka, a very wonderful thing: I discovered that from being with those people the day before yesterday. It is a profound thing. It strengthens people’s hearts and instructs them,…...

Like flies in amber, like corpses frozen in ice, that which according to the laws of nature should pass away is, by the miracle of ink on paper, preserved. It is a kind of magic....

Language is the medium of literature, and the state of the language at any time can hardly fail to carry literary consequences.

Her neyse, hep, büyük bir çavdar tarlasında oyun oynayan çocuklar getiriyorum gözümün önüne. Binlerce çocuk, başka kimse yok ortalıkta yetişkin hiç kimse, yani benden başka. Ve çılgın bir uçurumun kenarında durmuşum. Ne yapıyorum, uçuruma yaklaşan...

Energy manipulation took place completely in mind,same way believing in telepathy caused telepathic abilities to grow STRONGER.

The poet is a faker / Who’s so good at his act / He even fakes the pain / Of pain he feels in fact.

Literature is a textually transmitted disease, normally contracted in childhood.

On THE AMBER SPYGLASS:”If this plotline was a motorist, it would have been arrested for driving while intoxicated, if it had not perished in the horrible drunk accident where it went headlong over the cliff...

If I could describe myself, I’d say that I am a poetic gerd. (A geek and nerd combo) I love Shakespeare and romance, but sci-fi and action have a big slice of my heart. When...

Journalism is literature in a hurry.

Dear Natasha,It’s the middle of the night. I can’t sleep. Thoughts are creeping through my head like darkness slips around the bodies of sky scrapers in every city we’ve ever been to. From the bottom...

Childhood only comes around once. Make your child’s memories special. Take them on a new adventure each day. It is as simple as opening a book.

he best thing to do is to loosen my grip on my pen and let it go wandering about until it finds an entrance. There must be one – everything depends on the circumstances, a...

Reading is that fruitful miracle of a communication in the midst of solitude.

So witless did these ideas strike me as being, so sweeping and pompous the way they were expressed, that I associated them immediately with literature.

A book is an arrangement of twenty-six phonetic symbols, ten numerals, and about eight punctuation marks, and people can cast their eyes over these and envision the eruption of Mount Vesuvius or the Battle of...

Being a Dream Girl is never going to be about what you look like or how much you weigh. After all, our physical appearances are just reflections of our inner worlds. What makes you a...

Bergé’s yelling had attracted the attention of everyone in the Kibati hall: champagne flutes stopped halfway to heavily painted lips, eyes widened, massive diamonds groaned scornfully in their settings. It was a stationary riot.

We care about moral issues, nobility, decency, happiness, goodness—the issues that matter in the real world, but which can only be addressed, in their purity, in fiction.

The concept, maybe. But in literature? That’s like ordering a glass of tap water at a bar.