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A classic is a book that has never finished saying what it has to say.
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classics
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reading
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Italo Calvino |
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For last year's words belong to last year's language And next year's words await another voice.
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new-year
voice
words
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T.S. Eliot |
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She read books as one would breathe air, to fill up and live.
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literature
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Annie Dillard |
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I like good strong words that mean something...
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Louisa May Alcott |
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He was the crazy one who had painted himself black and defeated the world. She was the book thief without the words. Trust me, though, the words were on their way, and when they arrived, Liesel would hold them in her hands like the clouds, and she would wring them out like rain.
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meaning
patience
words
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Markus Zusak |
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Don't gobblefunk around with words.
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funny
words
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Roald Dahl |
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I believe that words are strong, that they can overwhelm what we fear when fear seems more awful than life is good.
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depression
fear
life
speaking
words
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Andrew Solomon |
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"What an astonishing thing a book is. It's a flat object made from a tree with flexible parts on which are imprinted lots of funny dark squiggles. But one glance at it and you're inside the mind of another person, maybe somebody dead for thousands of years. Across the millennia, an author is speaking clearly and silently inside your head, directly to you. Writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people who never knew each other, citizens of distant epochs. Books break the shackles of time. A book is proof that humans are capable of working magic." [ (1980)]"
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literature
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Carl Sagan |
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He liked the mere act of reading, the magic of turning scratches on a page into words inside his head.
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literature
reading
words
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John Green |
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We live and breathe words.
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living
reading
words
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Cassandra Clare |
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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. These books gave Matilda a hopeful and comforting message: You are not alone.
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literature
reading
words
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Roald Dahl |
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I don't want just words. If that's all you have for me, you'd better go
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better-go
just
leaving
words
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F. Scott Fitzgerald |
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Guard well your thoughts when alone and your words when accompanied.
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inspiration
inspirational
inspirational-attitude
inspirational-life
inspirational-quotes
inspire
inspiring
life
life-and-living
life-lessons
life-quotes
living
optimism
optimistic
positive
positive-affirmation
positive-life
positive-thinking
thoughts
wisdom
wise
words
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Roy T. Bennett |
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Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
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grief
loss
mourning
sadness
sorrow
words
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William Shakespeare |
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I would hurl words into this darkness and wait for an echo, and if an echo sounded, no matter how faintly, I would send other words to tell, to march, to fight, to create a sense of the hunger for life that gnaws in us all.
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words
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Richard Wright |
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The books transported her into new worlds and introduced her to amazing people who lived exciting lives. She went on olden-day sailing ships with Joseph Conrad. She went to Africa with Ernest Hemingway and to India with Rudyard Kipling. She travelled all over the world while sitting in her little room in an English village.
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literature
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words
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Roald Dahl |
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There's nothing wrong with reading a book you love over and over. When you do, the words get inside you, become a part of you, in a way that words in a book you've read only once can't.
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re-reading
reading
words
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Gail Carson Levine |
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I am a poet in deeds--not often in words.
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poet
words
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Ian Fleming |
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Words mean more than what is set down on paper. It takes the human voice to infuse them with shades of deeper meaning.
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meaning
words
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Maya Angelou |
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I wanted to explain that I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race - that rarely do I even simply estimate it. I wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and its words and stories so damning and brilliant...I AM HAUNTED BY HUMANS.
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death
the-book-thief
words
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Markus Zusak |
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The words. Why did they have to exist? Without them, there wouldn't be any of this.
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words
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Markus Zusak |
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It is not that the meaning cannot be explained. But there are certain meanings that are lost forever the moment they are explained in words.
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words
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Haruki Murakami |
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Lovers and madmen have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. The lunatic, the lover and the poet Are of imagination all compact: One sees more devils than vast hell can hold, That is, the madman: the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt: The poet's eye, in fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven; And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing A local habitation and a name.
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devils
earth
egypt
fantasy
helen
imagination
love
lover
lunatic
madmen
poet
poetry
reason
words
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Shakespeare William Shakespeare |
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Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs. I am haunted by waters.
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river
time
water
words
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Norman Maclean |
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Talk, talk, talk: the utter and heartbreaking stupidity of words.
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silence
stupidity
talking
words
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William Faulkner |
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A word is dead When it is said, Some say. I say it just Begins to live That day.
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Emily Dickinson |
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I like libraries. It makes me feel comfortable and secure to have walls of words, beautiful and wise, all around me. I always feel better when I can see that there is something to hold back the shadows.
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libraries
libraries-shadows
security
words
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Roger Zelazny |
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He wanted to cry quietly but not for himself: for the words, so beautiful and sad, like music.
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words
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James Joyce |
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In prayer it is better to have a heart without words than words without a heart.
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christian
inspirational
prayer
words
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John Bunyan |
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There is no Frigate like a Book To take us Lands away Nor any Coursers like a Page Of prancing Poetry - This Traverse may the poorest take Without oppress of Toll - How frugal is the Chariot That bears a Human soul.
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literature
poetry
reading
words
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Emily Dickinson |
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At one magical instant in your early childhood, the page of a book--that string of confused, alien ciphers--shivered into meaning. Words spoke to you, gave up their secrets; at that moment, whole universes opened. You became, irrevocably, a reader.
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words
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Alberto Manguel |
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When I cannot see words curling like rings of smoke round me I am in darkness--I am nothing.
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words
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Virginia Woolf |
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Oh phosphorescence. Now there's a word to lift your hat to... To find that phosphorescence, that light within -- is the genius behind poetry.
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light
poetry
words
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William Luce |
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" Sometimes the notes are ferocious, skirmishes against the author raging along the borders of every page in tiny black script. If I could just get my hands on you, Kierkegaard, or Conor Cruise O'Brien, they seem to say, I would bolt the door and beat some logic into your head. Other comments are more offhand, dismissive - Nonsense." "Please!" "HA!!" - that kind of thing. I remember once looking up from my reading, my thumb as a bookmark, trying to imagine what the person must look like who wrote "Don't be a ninny" alongside a paragraph in The Life of Emily Dickinson. Students are more modest needing to leave only their splayed footprints along the shore of the page. One scrawls "Metaphor" next to a stanza of Eliot's. Another notes the presence of "Irony" fifty times outside the paragraphs of A Modest Proposal. Or they are fans who cheer from the empty bleachers, Hands cupped around their mouths. Absolutely," they shout to Duns Scotus and James Baldwin. Yes." "Bull's-eye." "My man!" Check marks, asterisks, and exclamation points rain down along the sidelines. And if you have managed to graduate from college without ever having written "Man vs. Nature" in a margin, perhaps now is the time to take one step forward. We have all seized the white perimeter as our own and reached for a pen if only to show we did not just laze in an armchair turning pages; we pressed a thought into the wayside, planted an impression along the verge. Even Irish monks in their cold scriptoria jotted along the borders of the Gospels brief asides about the pains of copying, a bird singing near their window, or the sunlight that illuminated their page- anonymous men catching a ride into the future on a vessel more lasting than themselves. And you have not read Joshua Reynolds, they say, until you have read him enwreathed with Blake's furious scribbling. Yet the one I think of most often, the one that dangles from me like a locket, was written in the copy of Catcher in the Rye I borrowed from the local library one slow, hot summer. I was just beginning high school then, reading books on a davenport in my parents' living room, and I cannot tell you how vastly my loneliness was deepened, how poignant and amplified the world before me seemed, when I found on one page A few greasy looking smears and next to them, written in soft pencil- by a beautiful girl, I could tell, whom I would never meet- Pardon the egg salad stains, but I'm in love." --
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literature
poetry
reading
words
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Billy Collins |
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" Sometimes the notes are ferocious, skirmishes against the author raging along the borders of every page in tiny black script. If I could just get my hands on you, Kierkegaard, or Conor Cruise O'Brien, they seem to say, I would bolt the door and beat some logic into your head. Other comments are more offhand, dismissive - Nonsense." "Please!" "HA!!" - that kind of thing. I remember once looking up from my reading, my thumb as a bookmark, trying to imagine what the person must look like who wrote "Don't be a ninny" alongside a paragraph in The Life of Emily Dickinson. Students are more modest needing to leave only their splayed footprints along the shore of the page. One scrawls "Metaphor" next to a stanza of Eliot's. Another notes the presence of "Irony" fifty times outside the paragraphs of A Modest Proposal. Or they are fans who cheer from the empty bleachers, Hands cupped around their mouths. Absolutely," they shout to Duns Scotus and James Baldwin. Yes." "Bull's-eye." "My man!" Check marks, asterisks, and exclamation points rain down along the sidelines. And if you have managed to graduate from college without ever having written "Man vs. Nature" in a margin, perhaps now is the time to take one step forward. We have all seized the white perimeter as our own and reached for a pen if only to show we did not just laze in an armchair turning pages; we pressed a thought into the wayside, planted an impression along the verge. Even Irish monks in their cold scriptoria jotted along the borders of the Gospels brief asides about the pains of copying, a bird singing near their window, or the sunlight that illuminated their page- anonymous men catching a ride into the future on a vessel more lasting than themselves. And you have not read Joshua Reynolds, they say, until you have read him enwreathed with Blake's furious scribbling. Yet the one I think of most often, the one that dangles from me like a locket, was written in the copy of Catcher in the Rye I borrowed from the local library one slow, hot summer. I was just beginning high school then, reading books on a davenport in my parents' living room, and I cannot tell you how vastly my loneliness was deepened, how poignant and amplified the world before me seemed, when I found on one page A few greasy looking smears and next to them, written in soft pencil- by a beautiful girl, I could tell, whom I would never meet- Pardon the egg salad stains, but I'm in love."
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literature
poetry
reading
words
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Billy Collins |
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words are like nets - we hope they'll cover what we mean, but we know they can't possibly hold that much joy, or grief, or wonder.
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joy
limits
wonder
words
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Jodi Picoult |
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There are times when the world is rearranging itself, and at times like that, the right words can change the world.
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control
greatness
power
words
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Orson Scott Card |
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Me, poor man, my library Was dukedom large enough.
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library
literature
reading
words
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William Shakespeare |
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Words are like eggs dropped from great heights; you can no more call them back than ignore the mess they leave when they fall.
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salem-falls
truth
words
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Jodi Picoult |
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How many a man has dated a new era in his life from the reading of a book.
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literature
reading
words
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Henry David Thoreau |
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There are perhaps no days of our childhood we lived so fully as those we believe we left without having lived them, those we spent with a favorite book.
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literature
reading
words
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Marcel Proust |
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Fiction is like a spider's web, attached ever so lightly perhaps, but still attached to life at all four corners.
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fiction
literature
reading
words
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Virginia Woolf |
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In the library I felt better, words you could trust and look at till you understood them, they couldn't change half way through a sentence like people, so it was easier to spot a lie.
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library
lies
people
reading
words
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Jeanette Winterson |
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Words are wind.
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words
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George R.R. Martin |
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We wrapped our dreams in words and patterned the words so that they would live forever, unforgettable.
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words
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Neil Gaiman |
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In a world where vows are worthless.Where making a pledge means nothing. Where promises are made to be broken, it would be nice to see words come back into power.
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words
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Chuck Palahniuk |
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How it is that animals understand things I do not know, but it is certain that they do understand. Perhaps there is a language which is not made of words and everything in the world understands it. Perhaps there is a soul hidden in everything and it can always speak, without even making a sound, to another soul.
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communication
frances-hodgson-burnett
language
little-princess
soul
words
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Frances Hodgson Burnett |
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Words are loneliness.
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words
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Henry Miller |
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I believe that today more than ever a book should be sought after even if it has only one great page in it. We must search for fragments, splinters, toenails, anything that has ore in it, anything that is capable of resuscitating the body and the soul.
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literature
reading
words
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Henry Miller |
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I ate them like salad, books were my sandwich for lunch, my tiffin and dinner and midnight munch. I tore out the pages, ate them with salt, doused them with relish, gnawed on the bindings, turned the chapters with my tongue! Books by the dozen, the score and the billion. I carried so many home I was hunchbacked for years. Philosophy, art history, politics, social science, the poem, the essay, the grandiose play, you name 'em, I ate 'em.
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literature
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words
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Ray Bradbury |
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My silences had not protected me. Your silence will not protect you. But for every real word spoken, for every attempt I had ever made to speak those truths for which I am still seeking, I had made contact with other women while we examined the words to fit a world in which we all believed, bridging our differences.
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differences
feminism
illness
silence
speaking-out
truth
women
words
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Audre Lorde |
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The Yogic sages say that all the pain of a human life is caused by words, as is all the joy. We create words to define our experience and those words bring attendant emotions that jerk us around like dogs on a leash. We get seduced by our own mantras (I'm a failure... I'm lonely... I'm a failure... I'm lonely...) and we become monuments to them. To stop talking for a while, then, is to attempt to strip away the power of words, to stop choking ourselves with words, to liberate ourselves from our suffocating mantras.
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thoughts
words
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Elizabeth Gilbert |
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Do actions agree with words? There's your measure of reliability. Never confine yourself to the words.
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deception
words
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Frank Herbert |
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Insensibly he formed the most delightful habit in the world, the habit of reading: he did not know that thus he was providing himself with a refuge from all the distress of life; he did not know either that he was creating for himself an unreal world which would make the real world of every day a source of bitter disappointment.
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literature
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words
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W. Somerset Maugham |
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There are metaphors more real than the people who walk in the street. There are images tucked away in books that live more vividly than many men and women. There are phrases from literary works that have a positively human personality. There are passages from my own writing that chill me with fright, so distinctly do I feel them as people, so sharply outlined do they appear against the walls of my room, at night, in shadows... I've written sentences whose sound, read out loud or silently (impossible to hide their sound), can only be of something that acquired absolute exteriority and a full-fledged soul.
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literature
metaphors
reading
words
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Pessoa Fernando |
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Actions are the first tragedy in life, words are the second. Words are perhaps the worst. Words are merciless. . .
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tragedy
words
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Oscar Wilde |
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I am not imposed upon by fine words; I can see what actions mean.
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words
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George Eliot |
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I had found my religion: nothing seemed more important to me than a book. I saw the library as a temple.
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library
literature
reading
words
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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WORDS IN THE HEART CANNOT BE TAKEN.
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words
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Terry Pratchett |
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I wanted to crawl in between those black lines of print, the way you crawl through a fence, and go to sleep under that beautiful big green fig-tree.
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literature
reading
words
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Sylvia Plath |
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Freedom is...the right to write the wrong words.
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freedom
inspirational
words
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Patti Smith |
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"So I find words I never thought to speak
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fantasy
little-gidding
mystery
poetry
shore
streets
timelessness
travel
visit
words
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T.S. Eliot |
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Words, he decided, were inadequate at best, impossible at worst. They meant too many things. Or they meant nothing at all.
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language
meaning
words
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Patricia A. McKillip |
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The taste for books was an early one. As a child he was sometimes found at midnight by a page still reading. They took his taper away, and he bred glow-worms to serve his purpose. They took the glow-worms away and he almost burnt the house down with a tinder.
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Virginia Woolf |
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One of the great tragedies of life is that men seldom bridge the gulf between practice and profession, between doing and saying. A persistent schizophrenia leaves so many of us tragically divided against ourselves. On the one hand, we proudly profess certain sublime and noble principles, but on the other hand, we sadly practise the very antithesis of these principles. How often are our lives characterised by a high blood pressure of creeds and an anaemia of deeds! We talk eloquently about our commitment to the principles of Christianity, and yet our lives are saturated with the practices of paganism. We proclaim our devotion to democracy, but we sadly practise the very opposite of the democratic creed. We talk passionately about peace, and at the same time we assiduously prepare for war. We make our fervent pleas for the high road of justice, and then we tread unflinchingly the low road of injustice. This strange dichotomy, this agonising gulf between the and the , represents the tragic theme of man's earthly pilgrimage.
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peace
war
words
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Martin Luther King Jr. |
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No word matters. But man forgets reality and remembers words.
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history
humanity
memory
narrative
reality
semiotics
story
truthful
words
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Roger Zelazny |
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A written word is the choicest of relics. It is something at once more intimate with us and more universal than any other work of art. It is the work of art nearest to life itself. It may be translated into every language, and not only be read but actually breathed from all human lips; -- not be represented on canvas or in marble only, but be carved out of the breath of life itself.
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books
language
life
reading
words
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Henry David Thoreau |
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"I will write in words of fire. I will write them on your skin. I will write about desire. Write beginnings, write of sin. You're the book I love the best, your skin only holds my truth, you will be a palimpsest lines of age rewriting youth. You will not burn upon the pyre. Or be buried on the shelf. You're my letter to desire: And you'll never read yourself. I will trace each word and comma As the final dusk descends,
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love
passion
words
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Neil Gaiman |
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"I know how you are with your words, and, Will- I love all of them. Every word you say. The silly ones, the mad ones, the beautiful ones, and the ones that are only for me. I love them, and I love you." - Tessa Gray"
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love
tessa
words
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Cassandra Clare |
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I've developed a great reputation for wisdom by ordering more books than I ever had time to read, and reading more books, by far, than I learned anything useful from, except, of course, that some very tedious gentlemen have written books.
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words
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Marilynne Robinson |
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When you read a great book, you don't escape from life, you plunge deeper into it. There may be a superficial escape - into different countries, mores, speech patterns - but what you are essentially doing is furthering your understanding of life's subtleties, paradoxes, joys, pains and truths. Reading and life are not separate but symbiotic.
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Julian Barnes |
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Buying books would be a good thing if one could also buy the time to read them; but as a rule the purchase of books is mistaken for the appropriation of their contents.
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Arthur Schopenhauer |
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His library was a fine dark place bricked with books, so anything could happen there and always did. All you had to do was pull a book from the shelf and open it and suddenly the darkness was not so dark anymore.
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Ray Bradbury |
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I tried to discover, in the rumor of forests and waves, words that other men could not hear, and I pricked up my ears to listen to the revelation of their harmony.
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harmony
language
listening
nature
waves
words
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Gustave Flaubert |
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At times I feel as if I had lived all this before and that I have already written these very words, but I know it was not I: it was another woman, who kept her notebooks so that one day I could use them. I write, she wrote, that memory is fragile and the space of a single life is brief, passing so quickly that we never get a chance to see the relationship between events; we cannot gauge the consequences of our acts, and we believe in the fiction of past, present, and future, but it may also be true that everything happens simultaneously. ... That's why my Grandmother Clara wrote in her notebooks, in order to see things in their true dimension and to defy her own poor memory.
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memory
perception
space
time
words
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Isabel Allende |
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It is true that words have power, and one of the things they are able to do is get out of someone's mouth before the speaker has the chance to stop them.
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words
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Terry Pratchett |
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Words have weight.
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truth
words
writing
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Stephen King |
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Thinking of the stars night after night I begin to realize 'The stars are words' and all the innumerable worlds in the Milky Way are words, and so is this world too. And I realize that no matter where I am, whether in a little room full of thought, or in this endless universe of stars and mountains, it's all in my mind.
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words
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Jack Kerouac |
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He was a writer and words were his weapons.
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words
writer
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Christopher Moore |
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What is wonderful about great literature is that it transforms the man who reads it towards the condition of the man who wrote.
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literature
reading
words
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E. M. Forster |
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"He ate and drank the precious words, His spirit grew robust; He knew no more that he was poor, Nor that his frame was dust. He danced along the dingy days, And this bequest of wings
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literature
poetry
words
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Emily Dickinson |
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Only write to me, write to me, I love to see the hop and skip and sudden starts of your ink.
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words
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A.S. Byatt |
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[Words] cling to the very core of our memories and lie there in silence until a new desire reawakens them and recharges them with loving energy. That is one of the qualities of love that moves me most, their capacity for transmitting love. Like water, words are a wonderful conductor of energy. And the most powerful, transforming energy is the energy of love.
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Laura Esquivel |
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The only advice, indeed, that one person can give another about reading is to take no advice, to follow your own instincts, to use your own reason, to come to your own conclusions. If this is agreed between us, then I feel at liberty to put forward a few ideas and suggestions because you will not allow them to fetter that independence which is the most important quality that a reader can possess. After all, what laws can be laid down about books? The battle of Waterloo was certainly fought on a certain day; but is Hamlet a better play than Lear? Nobody can say. Each must decide that question for himself. To admit authorities, however heavily furred and gowned, into our libraries and let them tell us how to read, what to read, what value to place upon what we read, is to destroy the spirit of freedom which is the breath of those sanctuaries. Everywhere else we may be bound by laws and conventions-there we have none.
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freedom
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literature
reading
words
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Virginia Woolf |
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The flower bloomed and faded. The sun rose and sank. The lover loved and went. And what the poets said in rhyme, the young translated into practice.
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living
poetry
transience
words
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Virginia Woolf |
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"Men of few words are the best men." (3.2.41)"
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expression
speaking
taciturnity
words
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William Shakespeare |
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My head is full of fire and grief and my tongue runs wild, pierced with shards of glass.
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poetry
words
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Federico García Lorca |
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Never before had I known the sudden quiver of understanding that travels from word to brain to heart, the way a new language can move, coil, swim into life under the eyes, the almost savage leap of comprehension, the instantaneous, joyful release of meaning, the way the words shed their printed bodies in a flash of heat and light.
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language
words
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Elizabeth Kostova |
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There are words and words and none mean anything. And then one sentence means everything.
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literature
reading
words
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Richard Flanagan |
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From that time on, the world was hers for the reading. She would never be lonely again, never miss the lack of intimate friends. Books became her friends and there was one for every mood.
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literature
lonliness
reading
solitude
words
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Betty Smith |
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It's strange how a word, a phrase, a sentence, can feel like a blow to the head.
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phrases
sentences
words
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Veronica Roth |
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Now begins to rise in me the familiar rhythm; words that have lain dormant now lift, now toss their crests, and fall and rise, and falls again. I am a poet, yes. Surely I am a great poet.
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poetry
words
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Virginia Woolf |
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Second-hand books are wild books, homeless books; they have come together in vast flocks of variegated feather, and have a charm which the domesticated volumes of the library lack. Besides, in this random miscellaneous company we may rub against some complete stranger who will, with luck, turn into the best friend we have in the world.
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literature
reading
words
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Virginia Woolf |
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Literature, real literature, must not be gulped down like some potion which may be good for the heart or good for the brain -- the brain, that stomach of the soul. Literature must be taken and broken to bits, pulled apart, squashed -- then its lovely reek will be smelt in the hollow of the palm, it will be munched and rolled upon the tongue with relish; then, and only then, its rare flavor will be appreciated at its true worth and the broken and crushed parts will again come together in your mind and disclose the beauty of a unity to which you have contributed something of your own blood.
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literature
reading
words
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Vladimir Nabokov |
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M is for magic. All the letters are, if you put them together properly. You can make magic with them, and dreams, and, I hope, even a few surprises...
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magic
neil-gaiman
words
writing
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Neil Gaiman |
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I had lines inside me, a string of guiding lights. I had language. Fiction and poetry are doses, medicines. What they heal is the rupture reality makes on the imagination. I had been damaged, and a very important part of me had been destroyed - that was my reality, the facts of my life. But on the other side of the facts was who I could be, how I could feel. And as long as I had words for that, images for that, stories for that, then I wasn't lost.
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healing
hurt
language
literature
reading
words
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Jeanette Winterson |
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I'm all these words, all these strangers, this dust of words, with no ground for their settling, no sky for their dispersing, coming together to say, fleeing one another to say, that I am they, all of them, those that merge, those that part, those that never meet, and nothing else, yes, something else, that I'm something quite different, a quite different thing, a wordless thing in an empty place, a hard shut dry cold black place, where nothing stirs, nothing speaks, and that I listen, and that I seek, like a caged beast born of caged beasts born of caged beasts born of caged beasts born in a cage and dead in a cage, born and then dead, born in a cage and then dead in a cage, in a word like a beast, in one of their words, like such a beast, and that I seek, like such a beast, with my little strength, such a beast, with nothing of its species left but fear and fury, no, the fury is past, nothing but fear, nothing of all its due but fear centupled, fear of its shadow, no, blind from birth, of sound then, if you like, we'll have that, one must have something, it's a pity, but there it is, fear of sound, fear of sounds, the sounds of beasts, the sounds of men, sounds in the daytime and sounds at night, that's enough, fear of sounds all sounds, more or less, more or less fear, all sounds, there's only one, continuous, day and night, what is it, it's steps coming and going, it's voices speaking for a moment, it's bodies groping their way, it's the air, it's things, it's the air among the things, that's enough, that I seek, like it, no, not like it, like me, in my own way, what am I saying, after my fashion, that I seek, what do I seek now, what it is, it must be that, it can only be that, what it is, what it can be, what what can be, what I seek, no, what I hear, I hear them, now it comes back to me, they say I seek what it is I hear, I hear them, now it comes back to me, what it can possibly be, and where it can possibly come from, since all is silent here, and the walls thick, and how I manage, without feeling an ear on me, or a head, or a body, or a soul, how I manage, to do what, how I manage, it's not clear, dear dear, you say it's not clear, something is wanting to make it clear, I'll seek, what is wanting, to make everything clear, I'm always seeking something, it's tiring in the end, and it's only the beginning.
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fear
insanity
silence
sound
words
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Samuel Beckett |
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Words aren't made -- they grow,' said Anne.
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words
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L.M. Montgomery |
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When you are writing laws you are testing words to find their utmost power. Like spells, they have to make things happen in the real world, and like spells, they only work if people believe in them.
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laws
magic
spells
words
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Hilary Mantel |
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Hold a book in your hand and you're a pilgrim at the gates of a new city.
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literature
reading
words
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Anne Michaels |
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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 simply that in a sense, by the very act of brutish routine acceptance, we undo the work of the ages, the history of the gradual elaboration of poetical description and construction, from the treeman to Browning, from the caveman to Keats. What if we awake one day, all of us, and find ourselves utterly unable to read? I wish you to gasp not only at what you read but at the miracle of its being readable.
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language
literature
reading
words
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Vladimir Nabokov |
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The words emerge from her body without her realizing it, as if she were being visited by the memory of a language long forsaken.
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words
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Marguerite Duras |
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Just remember, when someone has an accent, it means that he knows one more language than you do.
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language
tongue
words
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Sidney Sheldon |
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I see all of us reading ourselves away from ourselves, straining in circles of light to find more light until the line of words becomes a trail of crumbs that we follow across a page of fresh snow
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literature
poetry
reading
words
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Billy Collins |
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No man is exempt from saying silly things; the mischief is to say them deliberately.
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silly
words
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Michel de Montaigne |
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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. As one tends the graves of the dead, so I tend the books. And every day I open a volume or two, read a few lines or pages, allow the voices of the forgotten dead to resonate inside my head.
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literature
reading
words
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Diane Setterfield |
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But if you have big ideas you have to use big words to express them, haven't you?
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ideas
words
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L.M. Montgomery |
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I didn't know how to say goodbye. Words were stupid. They said so little. Yet they opened up holes you could fall into and never climb out of again.
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ann-rinaldi
goodbye
inadequate
war
words
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Ann Rinaldi |
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"TELL THE WORLD WHAT YOU INTEND TO DO, BUT FIRST SHOW IT.This is the equivalent of saying "deeds, and not words, are what count most."
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dreams
inspirational
life
plans
success
words
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Napoleon Hill |
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"Emotions, in my experience, aren't covered by single words. I don't believe in "sadness", "joy", or "regret". Maybe the best proof that the language is patriarchal is that is oversimplifies feeling. I'd like to have at my disposal complicated hybrid emotions."
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language
patriarchal
words
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Jeffrey Eugenides |
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The orange flames waved at the crowd as paper and print dissolved inside them. Burning words were torn from their sentences.
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meanings
words
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Markus Zusak |
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It has always been a happy thought to me that the creek runs on all night, new every minute, whether I wish it or know it or care, as a closed book on a shelf continues to whisper to itself its own inexhaustible tale.
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literature
nature
reading
words
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Annie Dillard |
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I find it ridiculous to assign a gender to an inanimate object incapable of disrobing and making an occasional fool of itself.
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language
words
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David Sedaris |
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Among the many worlds which man did not receive as a gift of nature, but which he created with his own mind, the world of books is the greatest. Every child, scrawling his first letters on his slate and attempting to read for the first time, in so doing, enters an artificial and complicated world; to know the laws and rules of this world completely and to practice them perfectly, no single human life is long enough. Without words, without writing, and without books there would be no history, there could be no concept of humanity. And if anyone wants to try to enclose in a small space in a single house or single room, the history of the human spirit and to make it his own, he can only do this in the form of a collection of books.
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history
literature
reading
words
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Hermann Hesse |
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Life happened because I turned the pages.
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literature
reading
words
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Alberto Manguel |
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Books, for me, are a home. Books don't make a home - they are one, in the sense that just as you do with a door, you open a book, and you go inside. Inside there is a different kind of time and space. There is warmth there too - a hearth. I sit down with a book and I am warm.
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literature
reading
words
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Jeanette Winterson |
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The object we call a book is not the real book, but its potential, like a musical score or seed. It exists fully only in the act of being read; and its real home is inside the head of the reader, where the symphony resounds, the seed germinates. A book is a heart that only beats in the chest of another.
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literature
reading
words
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Rebecca Solnit |
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For this quiet, unprepossessing, passive man who has no garden in front of his subsidised flat, books are like flowers. He loves to line them up on the shelf in multicoloured rows: he watches over each of them with an old-fashioned gardener's delight, holds them like fragile objects in his thin, bloodless hands.
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literature
reading
words
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Stefan Zweig |
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"I never knew words could be so confusing," Milo said to Tock as he bent down to scratch the dog's ear. "Only when you use a lot to say a little," answered Tock. Milo thought this was quite the wisest thing he'd heard all day."
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tock
wisdom
words
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Norton Juster |
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He was intrigued by the power of words, not the literary words that filled the books in the library but the sharp, staccato words that went into the writing of news stories. Words that went for the jugular. Active verbs that danced and raced on the page.
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news
power-of-words
words
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Robert Cormier |
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I'd developed an inability to demonstrate much negative emotion at all. It was another thing that made me seem like a dick - my stomach could be all oiled eels, and you would get nothing from my face and less from my words. It was a constant problem: too much control or no control at all.
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control
dick
emotional
emotions
heartless
judgemental
judging
judging-by-appearance
jumping-to-conclusions
mean
outer-appearance
panic
stoic
truth
what-s-inside-that-counts
words
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Gillian Flynn |
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The thought of these vast stacks of books would drive him mad: the more he read, the less he seemed to know -- the greater the number of the books he read, the greater the immense uncountable number of those which he could never read would seem to be.... The thought that other books were waiting for him tore at his heart forever.
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literature
reading
words
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Thomas Wolfe |
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Read sometimes for the story, Bobby. Don't be like the book-snobs who won't do that. Read sometimes for the words - the language. Don't be like the play-it-safers that won't do that. But when you find a book that has both good story and good words, treasure that book.
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language
literature
story
words
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Stephen King |
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I believe in fiction and the power of stories because that way we speak in tongues. We are not silenced. All of us, when in deep trauma, find we hesitate, we stammer; there are long pauses in our speech. The thing is stuck. We get our language back through the language of others. We can turn to the poem. We can open the book. Somebody has been there for us and deep-dived the words.
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healing
language
literature
poetry
reading
trauma
words
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Jeanette Winterson |
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The book was in her lap; she had read no further. The power to change one's life comes from a paragraph, a lone remark. The lines that penetrate us are slender, like the flukes that live in river water and enter the bodies of swimmers. She was excited, filled with strength. The polished sentences had arrived, it seemed, like so many other things, at just the right time. How can we imagine what our lives should be without the illumination of the lives of others?
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literature
reading
words
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James Salter |
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For the time being Words scatter Are they fallen leaves?
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leaves
words
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Ruth Ozeki |
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Now and then there are readings that make the hairs on the neck, the non-existent pelt, stand on end and tremble, when every word burns and shines hard and clear and infinite and exact, like stones of fire, like points of stars in the dark--readings when the knowledge that we shall know the writing differently or better or satisfactorily, runs ahead of any capacity to say what we know, or how. In these readings, a sense that the text has appeared to be wholly new, never before seen, is followed, almost immediately, by the sense that it was always there, that we the readers, knew it was always there, and have always known it was as it was, though we have now for the first time recognised, become fully cognisant of, our knowledge.
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literature
reading
words
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A.S. Byatt |
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Where do the words go when we have said them?
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words
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Margaret Atwood |
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Do you know the feeling when you start reading a new book before the membrane of the last one has had time to close behind you? You leave the previous book with ideas and themes-characters even-caught in the fibers of your clothes, and when you open the new book, they are still with you
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literature
reading
words
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Diane Setterfield |
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The problem in our country isn't with books being banned, but with people no longer reading. You don't have to burn books to destroy a culture. Just get people to stop reading them.
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literature
reading
words
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Ray Bradbury |
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Then at certain moments I remember one of his words and I suddenly feel the sensual woman flaring up, as if violently caressed. I say the word to myself, with joy. It is at such a moment that my true body lives.
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passion
sensuality
words
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Anaïs Nin |
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The phrase and the day and the scene harmonized in a chord. Words. Was it their colours? He allowed them to glow and fade, hue after hue: sunrise gold, the russet and green of apple orchards, azure of waves, the greyfringed fleece of clouds. No it was not their colours: it was the poise and balance of the period itself. Did he then love the rhythmic rise and fall of words better than their associations of legend and colour? Or was it that, being as weak of sight as he was shy of mind, he drew less pleasure from the reflection of the glowing sensible world through the prism of a language manycoloured and richly storied than from the contemplation of an inner world of individual emotions mirrored perfectly in a lucid supple periodic prose?
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colour
inspirational
words
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James Joyce |
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I don't know: perhaps it's a dream, all a dream. (That would surprise me.) I'll wake, in the silence, and never sleep again. (It will be I?) Or dream (dream again), dream of a silence, a dream silence, full of murmurs (I don't know, that's all words), never wake (all words, there's nothing else). You must go on, that's all I know. They're going to stop, I know that well: I can feel it. They're going to abandon me. It will be the silence, for a moment (a good few moments). Or it will be mine? The lasting one, that didn't last, that still lasts? It will be I? You must go on. I can't go on. You must go on. I'll go on. You must say words, as long as there are any - until they find me, until they say me. (Strange pain, strange sin!) You must go on. Perhaps it's done already. Perhaps they have said me already. Perhaps they have carried me to the threshold of my story, before the door that opens on my story. (That would surprise me, if it opens.) It will be I? It will be the silence, where I am? I don't know, I'll never know: in the silence you don't know. You must go on. I can't go on. I'll go on.
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silence
story
suicide
words
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Samuel Beckett |
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There is nothing I detest so much as the contortions of these great time-and-lip servers, these affable dispensers of meaningless embraces, these obliging utterers of empty words, who view every one in civilities
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dishonesty
hypocrisy
misanthropy
people
relationships
society
stereotypes
words
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Molière |
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A good book, he had concluded, leaves you wanting to reread the book. A great book compels you to reread your own soul. Such books were for him rare and, as he aged, rarer. Still he searched, one more Ithaca for which he was forever bound.
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literature
reading
words
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Richard Flanagan |
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Words, too, have genuine substance -- mass and weight and specific gravity.
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science
words
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Tim O'Brien |
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I am often described to my irritation as a 'contrarian' and even had the title inflicted on me by the publisher of one of my early books. (At least on that occasion I lived up to the title by ridiculing the word in my introduction to the book's first chapter.) It is actually a pity that our culture doesn't have a good vernacular word for an oppositionist or even for someone who tries to do his own thinking: the word 'dissident' can't be self-conferred because it is really a title of honor that has to be won or earned, while terms like 'gadfly' or 'maverick' are somehow trivial and condescending as well as over-full of self-regard. And I've lost count of the number of memoirs by old comrades or ex-comrades that have titles like 'Against the Stream,' 'Against the Current,' 'Minority of One,' 'Breaking Ranks' and so forth--all of them lending point to Harold Rosenberg's withering remark about 'the herd of independent minds.' Even when I was quite young I disliked being called a 'rebel': it seemed to make the patronizing suggestion that 'questioning authority' was part of a 'phase' through which I would naturally go. On the contrary, I was a relatively well-behaved and well-mannered boy, and chose my battles with some deliberation rather than just thinking with my hormones.
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contrarianism
dissent
dissidents
free-thought
harold-rosenberg
honorifics
hormones
independence
memoirs
oppositionism
rebellion
words
youth
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Christopher Hitchens |
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Art's cruel. You can get away with murder with words. But a picture is like a window straight through to your inmost heart.
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murder
words
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John Fowles |
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We have an odd relationship with words. We learn a few when we are small, throughout our lives we collect others through education, conversation, our contact with books, and yet, in comparison, there are only a tiny number about whose meaning, sense, and denotation we would have absolutely no doubts, if one day, we were to ask ourselves seriously what they meant. Thus we affirm and deny, thus we convince and are convinced, thus we argue, deduce, and conclude, wandering fearlessly over the surface of concepts about which we only have the vaguest of ideas, and, despite the false air of confidence that we generally affect as we feel our way along the road in verbal darkness, we manage, more or less, to understand each other and even, sometimes, to find each other.
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words
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José Saramago |
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What we needed were not words and promises but the steady accumulation of small realities.
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promises
words
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Haruki Murakami |
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What a blessing it is to love books. Everybody must love something, and I know of no objects of love that give such substantial and unfailing returns as books and a garden.
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literature
reading
words
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Elizabeth von Arnim |
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She had to find her own story, and she could make it whatever shape she thought best.
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Tad Williams |
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She was battered and beaten up, and not smiling this time. Liesel could see it on her face. Blood leaked from her nose and licked at her lips. Her eyes had blackened. Cuts had opened up and a series of wounds were rising to the surface of her skin. All from the words. From Liesel's words.
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words
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Markus Zusak |
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When you showed someone how you felt, it was fresh and honest. When you told someone how you felt, there might be nothing behind the words but habit or expectation.
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feelings
habit
love
show
truth
words
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