The writer's curse is that even in solitude, no matter its duration, he never grows lonely or bored. Killosophy
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Quote:- The writer's only responsibility is to his art. He will be completely ruthless if he is a good one. He has a dream. It anguishes him so much he must get rid of it. He has no peace until then. Everything goes by the board: honor, pride, decency, security, happiness, all, to get the book written. If a writer has to rob his mother, he will not hesitate; the 'Ode on a Grecian Urn' is worth any number of old ladies.
Author:- William Faulkner
Category:- inspiration
Quote:- The yard was a little centre of regeneration. Here, with keen edges and smooth curves, were forms in the exact likeness of those he had seen abraded and time-eaten on the walls. These were the ideas in modern prose which the lichened colleges presented in old poetry. Even some of those antiques might have been called prose when they were new. They had done nothing but wait, and had become poetical. How easy to the smallest building; how impossible to most men.
Jude the Obscure
Author:- Thomas Hardy
Category:- poetry
Quote:- The years stretched before her, a long and dusty way, yet if she could walk humbly along it she might find that life, unfolding slowly, keeps its best secrets till the end.
The White Witch
Author:- Elizabeth Goudge
Category:- hope
Quote:- The young student sits with his head bent over his books, and his mind straying in youth's dreamland; where prose is prowling on the desk and poetry hiding in the heart.
Lover's Gift
Author:- Rabindranath Tagore
Category:- poetry
Quote:- The youth gets together his materials to build a bridge to the moon, or, perchance, a palace or temple on the earth, and, at length, the middle-aged man concludes to build a woodshed with them.
Author:- Henry David Thoreau
Category:- inspiration
Quote:- The youth of my country are completely distracted, but still I love my India
Author:- Anuj Jasani
Category:- motivational
Quote:- The youthful body untouched decays the fastest, for no living hands record its splendor; and here youth and time are wasted.
Hope and Despair
Author:- Roman Payne
Category:- time
Quote:- The zipper displaces the button and a man lacks just that much time to think while dressing at dawn, a philosophical hour, and thus a melancholy hour.
Fahrenheit 451
Author:- Ray Bradbury
Category:- philosophy
Quote:- TheBurlingtonFiles ... #BetterThanBond
Beyond Enkription
Author:- Bill Fairclough
Category:- best
Quote:- Their [philosophers] thinking is, in fact, far less a discovery than a re-recognizing, a remembering, a return and a home-coming to a far-off, ancient common-household of the soul, out of which those ideas formerly grew: philosophizing is so far a kind of atavism of the highest order.
Beyond Good and Evil
Author:- Friedrich Nietzsche
Category:- philosophy
Quote:- their heart grew coldthey let their wings down
If Not, Winter: Fragments of Sappho
Author:- Sappho
Category:- poetry
Quote:- Their love wanted to fix her, and refused to see that she wasn't broken
Every Heart a Doorway
Author:- Seanan McGuire
Category:- Love
Quote:- their respect for the mystery--the half-grasped but never spoken idea that maybe, when you got right down to the place where the cheese binds, there is no such thing as marriage, no such thing as union, that each soul stood alone and ultimately defied rationality. That was the mystery.
Pet Sematary
Author:- Stephen King
Category:- Relationships
Quote:- Their words of encouragement were just what I needed. I was doing a great job, and I appreciated their cheers.I felt a dormlike camaraderie in the burn unit, since each of us knew the challenges we were facing like no one else could, and therefore how meaningful each triumph was.
Heaven Is Here: An Incredible Story of Hope, Triumph, and Everyday Joy
Author:- Stephanie Nielson
Category:- hope
Quote:- Theirs was a secret world. No one else was allowed inside. No one else was even allowed to look.
Nothing Can Hurt You
Author:- Nicola Maye Goldberg
Category:- Relationships
Quote:- Then a silence fell between them. She had ceased to lean against him, and he missed the cosy friendliness of it. Now that their voices and the cawings of the rooks had ceased, there was nothing heard but the dry rustle of the leaves, and the plaintive cry of a buzzard hawk hunting over the little tor across the river. There were nearly always two up there, quartering the sky. To the boy it was lovely, that silence—like Nature talking to you—Nature always talked in silences. The beasts, the birds, the insects, only really showed themselves when you were still; you had to be awfully quiet, too, for flowers and plants, otherwise you couldn't see the real jolly separate life there was in them. Even the boulders down there, that old Godden thought had been washed up by the Flood, never showed you what queer shapes they had, and let you feel close to them, unless you were thinking of nothing else.
The Dark Flower
Author:- John Galsworthy
Category:- Love
Quote:- Then all the charm Is broken--all that phantom-world so fair Vanishes, and a thousand circlets spread, And each mis-shape the other.
Kubla Khan: or A Vision in a Dream
Author:- Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Category:- poetry
Quote:- Then Carrot said, "It's better to light a candle than curse the darkness, captain. That's what they say.""What?" Vimes' sudden rage was like a thunderclap. "Who says that? When has that ever been true? It's never been true! It's the kind of thing people without power say to make it all seem less bloody awful, but it's just words, it never makes any difference -
Men at Arms
Author:- Terry Pratchett
Category:- best