List of Favourite Quotes #1

  • There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.  ― Friedrich Nietzsche
  • You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.  ― Friedrich Nietzsche
  • Trees are poems the earth writes upon the sky, We fell them down and turn them into paper, That we may record our emptiness.  ― Kahlil Gibran
  • I want To do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.  ― Pablo Neruda
  • Plaudite, amici, comedia finita est.  (Applaud, my friends, the comedy is over.)  [Said on his deathbed]  ― Ludwig van Beethoven
  • Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster. And if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you.  ― Friedrich Nietzsche
  • Every deep thinker is more afraid of being understood than of being misunderstood.  ― Friedrich Nietzsche
  • I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks full of roses under my cypresses.  ― Friedrich Nietzsche
  • Did I really want to stay on this road longer, knowing it was only going to end in devastation?  ― Becca Fitzpatrick
  • After all my erstwhile dear, my no longer cherished;  Need we say it was not love, just because it perished?   ― Edna St. Vincent Millay
  • You can’t give your heart to a wild thing.  ― Truman Capote
  • Everybody said, Follow your heart. I did, it got broken  ― Agatha Christie
  • Nothing happens until something moves.  ― Albert Einstein
  • Closed in a room, my imagination becomes the universe, and the rest of the world is missing out.  ― Criss Jami
  • The universe seems neither benign nor hostile, merely indifferent.  ― Carl Sagan
  • When you don’t talk, there’s a lot of stuff that ends up not getting said.  ― Catherine Gilbert Murdock
  • Make your mistakes, take your chances, look silly, but keep on going. Don’t freeze up.  ― Thomas Wolfe
  • And still, after all this time, the Sun has never said to the Earth, You owe me. Look what happens with love like that. It lights up the sky.  ― Hāfez
  • Do stuff. be clenched, curious. Not waiting for inspiration’s shove or society’s kiss on your forehead. Pay attention. It’s all about paying attention. attention is vitality. It connects you with others. It makes you eager. stay eager.  ― Susan Sontag
  • For most of history, Anonymous was a woman.  ― Virginia Woolf
  • When you consider things like the stars, our affairs don’t seem to matter very much, do they?  ― Virginia Woolf
  • All extremes of feeling are allied with madness.  ― Virginia Woolf
  • All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.  ― Edgar Allan Poe
  • There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.  ― William Shakespeare
  • By the pricking of my thumbs,  Something wicked this way comes.  ― William Shakespeare
  • The first thing we do, let’s kill all the lawyers.  ― William Shakespeare
  • Do you not know I am a woman? when I think, I must speak.  ― William Shakespeare
  • Only the dead have seen the end of war.  ― Plato
  • I’ve learned… . That being kind is more important than being right.  ― H. Jackson Brown Jr.
  • Wish on everything. Pink cars are good, especially old ones. And stars of course, first stars and shooting stars. Planes will do if they are the first light in the sky and look like stars. Wish in tunnels, holding your breath and lifting your feet off the ground. Birthday candles. Baby teeth.  ― Francesca Lia Block
  • There’s no point having wishes if you don’t at least try to do them  ― Sally Nicholls
  • Quería eso, pero esperaba más. Sufre uno por aquello que espera, más que por lo que quiere. Aceptamos que los deseos puedan ser imposibles, pero jamás las expectativas, que son como las deudas del destino.  ― Xavier Velasco
  • Oh for craps sake. You’re not dying again, are you? It’s seriously inconvenient when you do that. -Aphrodite  ― P.C. Cast
  • She was free in her wildness. She was a wanderess, a drop of free water. She belonged to no man and to no city  ― Roman Payne
  • Maybe some women aren’t meant to be tamed. Maybe they just need to run free until they find someone just as wild to run with them. -Carrie Bradshaw  ― Candace Bushnell
  • Let us dance in the sun, wearing wild flowers in our hair…  ― Susan Polis Schutz
  • To run with the wolf was to run in the shadows, the dark ray of life, survival and instinct. A fierceness that was both proud and lonely, a tearing, a howling, a hunger and thirst. Blessed are they who hunger and thirst. A strength that would die fighting, kicking, screaming, that wouldn’t stop until the last breath had been wrung from its body. The will to take one’s place in the world. To say ‘I am here.’ To say ‘I am.  ― O.R. Melling
  • If you’re going to love someone or something then don’t be a slow leaking faucet—-be a hurricane.  ― Shannon L. Alder
  • I was raised feral, and I mostly stayed that way.  ― Gillian Flynn
  • The sheer force of the music calls for a wild audience reaction.  ― Emanuel Ax
  • A brick could be used as a measurement of time. Yes, just think how stylish you’ll look with a brick duct taped to your wrist!
  ― Jarod Kintz
  • Keep breathing. ― Sophie Tucker
  • Music with dinner is an insult both to the cook and the violinist. ― G.K. Chesterton
  • It is easier to be gigantic than to be beautiful. ― Frederich Nietzsche
  • Show me a hero and I will write you a tragedy. ― F. Scott Fitzgerald
  • Wagner’s music is better than it sounds. ― Bill Nye
  • The prelude to Tristan and Isolde reminds me of the Italian painting of the martyr whose intestines are slowly being unwound from his body on a reel. ― Eduard Hanslick
  • Classical music is music written by famous dead foreigners. ― Arlene Heath
  • Assassins! ― Arturo Toscanini (to his orchestra)
  • Give me a museum and I’ll fill it. ― Pablo Picasso
  • Love is an exploding cigar we willingly smoke. ― Lynda Barry


The Great Serpent holding its own tail in its mouth (Gravity’s Rainbow)


Kekulé dreams the Great Serpent holding its own tail in its mouth, the dreaming Serpent which surrounds the World. But the meanness, the cynicism with which this dream is to be used. The Serpent that announces, “The World is a closed thing, cyclical, resonant, eternally-returning,” is to be delivered into a system whose only aim is to violate the Cycle. Taking and not giving back, demanding that “productivity” and “earnings” keep on increasing with time, the System removing from the rest of the World these vast quantities of energy to keep its own tiny desperate fraction showing a profit: and not only most of humanity—most of the World, animal, vegetable and mineral, is laid waste in the process. The System may or may not understand that it’s only buying time. And that time is an artificial resource to begin with, of no value to anyone or anything but the System…

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