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.

Misfortune is needed to plumb certain mysterious depths in the understanding of men; pressure is needed to explode the charge. My captivity concentrated all my faculties on a single point.

I like my coffee with cream and my literature with optimism.

I wonder whether, perhaps without realizing it, we seek out the books we need to read. Or whether books themselves, which are intelligent entities, detect their readers and catch their eye. In the end, every...

As Borges himself showed us in so many stories — “The Aleph”, “The Garden of Forking Paths”, “The Gift”, “Blue Tigers”, “Shakespeare’s Memory” — a blessing is always a mixed blessing.As Borges noted sadly, he...

We all live with the objective of being happy; our lives are all different and yet the same.

İnsanın en değerli mülkü hayatıdır.

When I was little, my ambition was to grow up to be a book. Not a writer. People can be killed like ants. Writers are not hard to kill either. But not books: however systematically...

Even the new things thatI less than know,I keep trying, did againuntil perfect.

Bakın, edebiyatla ilişkisi, yakınlığı olan insanların en temel özelliğidir merkezden kaçık olma durumu.

Different authors have different points of view. You can’t just say, ‘I believe in the Bible.

There is another alphabet, whispering from every leaf, singing from every river, shimmering from every sky.

Total knowledge is annihilation Of the desire to see, to touch, to feel The world sensed only through senses And immune to the knowledge without feeling.

Since nothing is absolute There is no absolute silence, Only an appearance Of temporary peace.

Neither alive nor dead; No one lets up, No one wins.

Digressions are part of harmony, deviations too.

Possible is more a matter of attitude, A matter of decision, to choose Among the impossible possibilities, When one sound opportunity Becomes a possible solution.

Great poets are great copy editors.

We measure everything by ourselves with almost a necessary conceit.

Everybody talks, but there is no conversation.

It is not possible to express the most precious insights, To see all that craves to be seen, To visit even the closest neighbors in the universe, To learn all that needs to be learned,...

The best books — like the best music or television or movies or comics or video games — can challenge us and force us to think or perceive aspects of life that we may prefer...

Only the more rugged mortals should attempt to keep up with current literature.

What is this thing? trading passions for a tiny bit of acceptance.

No one says a novel has to be one thing. It can be anything it wants to be, a vaudeville show, the six o’clock news, the mumblings of wild men saddled by demons.

Be careful,” Aidan called from the bed. “You don’t know what he might do.” “We all know what you’d do,though, don’t we?”-Gavriel, Tana, and Aidan-page 22-chapter 3

Cities were built to measure time, to remove time from nature. There’s an endless counting down, he said. When you strip away all the surfaces, when you see into it, what’s left is terror. This...

Babamın bilgiççe söylediği ve benim de bilgiççe onayladığım şu sözünü unutmaktan halen korku duyarım: bazı temel incelikler dünyaya adaletsiz dağıtılmıştır.

Her gaze dims as her nostalgia for Palermo overcomes her. Those smells of seaweed dried by the sun, of capers, of ripe figs, she will never find them anywhere else; those burnt and scented shores,...

In reality there is no kind of evidence or argument by which one can show that Shakespeare, or any other writer, is “good”. Nor is there any way of definitely proving that–for instance–Warwick Beeping is...

Evet! Bu utanç verici gösteriyi izliyoruz, borçlar ve suçlar altında ezilmiş kişiler suçsuz ilan ediliyor; buna karşılık onurun ta kendisi, yaşamı lekesiz bir adam cezalandırılıyor. Bir toplum bu noktaya geldiği zaman, artık çürümeye başlamış demektir.

We keep quiet about what we read. Our enjoyment of a book remains a jealously guarded secret. Perhaps because there`s no need to talk, or because it takes time to distill what we’ve read before...

Classic literature is still something that hangs in the air like a song.

But I hate to hear you talking so like a fine gentleman, and as if women were all fine ladies, instead of rational creatures. We none of us expect to be in smooth water all...

LatelyI’ve been dreaming about youAbout usSharing our secretsTalking, even if we arguedKept talking, till we sleptMaybe I woke upOn the wrong side of bedMaybe I thought about youJust a little too much

Words his soul danced to.

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.