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| Posted on October 19, 2009 at 10:31 PM |
What are some of your favorite literary quotes?
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Julie
08:13 PM on October 27, 2009
laura7 says...
I love Chapter 31 of *Something Wicked This Way Comes* by Ray Bradbury. It consists of just these ten words:
"Nothing much else happened, all the rest of that night."
That reminds me of the Spanish picaresque novel Lazarillo de Tormes, about a man serving various masters in 1500s Spain. Chapter Four has only six sentences. The last one is, "And because of this, and other little things I don't mention, I left him."
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laura7
04:50 PM on October 23, 2009
Great quotes!
Hi, Robin! It was great meeting you the other day at MCTC. I like your interpretation of the poetry exercise. "Pink Floyd" is a unique poem (and band!). I especially like your last three lines.
Hi, Robin! It was great meeting you the other day at MCTC. I like your interpretation of the poetry exercise. "Pink Floyd" is a unique poem (and band!). I especially like your last three lines.
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Robin Pyle
03:07 PM on October 23, 2009
Pink Floyd
My acquaintance liberates his mind
From across the vaporous stadium I witness him
Our ample eyes meet
He takes my hand in front of the bewildered crowd
The vibrant illumination dominates our senses
Everything is astonishing
As we sing with the uncanny harmony
Within our illumination
When the sun shines
My acquaintance bites his fingernails
He always looks angry and detestable
He is vulgar and narrow-minded
I choose to keep my distance
Never establishing eye contact
The flowers are satisfying to the eye
As well as the blissful squirrels
When darkness falls
I sometimes imagine him forthcoming and companionable
With psychedelic patterns on his shirt
And natural hand-made bracelets
As I gaze out my window
The uncanny harmony I still hear
And I choose to prolong it
My acquaintance liberates his mind
From across the vaporous stadium I witness him
Our ample eyes meet
He takes my hand in front of the bewildered crowd
The vibrant illumination dominates our senses
Everything is astonishing
As we sing with the uncanny harmony
Within our illumination
When the sun shines
My acquaintance bites his fingernails
He always looks angry and detestable
He is vulgar and narrow-minded
I choose to keep my distance
Never establishing eye contact
The flowers are satisfying to the eye
As well as the blissful squirrels
When darkness falls
I sometimes imagine him forthcoming and companionable
With psychedelic patterns on his shirt
And natural hand-made bracelets
As I gaze out my window
The uncanny harmony I still hear
And I choose to prolong it
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Jennifer
08:55 PM on October 21, 2009
In November, at winter's gate, the stars are brittle. The sun is a sometime friend. And the world has tucked her children in, with a kiss on their heads, till spring.
- In November, by Cynthia Rylant
- In November, by Cynthia Rylant
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Jennifer
08:44 PM on October 21, 2009
Do movies count? This is my favorite movie quote of all time...
A hickey from Kenickie is like a Hallmark card. Where you care enough to send your very best.
- Kenickie, Grease
A hickey from Kenickie is like a Hallmark card. Where you care enough to send your very best.
- Kenickie, Grease
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laura7
11:00 AM on October 20, 2009
"I am the literary equivalent of a Big Mac and Fries."
~ Stephen King
~ Stephen King
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Eliot
10:45 AM on October 20, 2009
"A journey is a person in itself; no two are alike. And all plans, safeguards, policing, and coercion are fruitless. We find that after years of struggle that we do not take a trip; a trip takes us."
- John Steinbeck
- John Steinbeck
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JD Maue
10:23 AM on October 20, 2009
It may not be literary, but here goes:
"If at first you don't succeed, then skydiving is not for you."
"If at first you don't succeed, then skydiving is not for you."
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laura7
09:38 AM on October 20, 2009
From *Our Town* by Thornton Wilder.
EMILY: Do any human beings ever realize life while they live it?--every, every minute?
STAGE MANAGER: No. The saints and poets, maybe--they do some.
EMILY: Do any human beings ever realize life while they live it?--every, every minute?
STAGE MANAGER: No. The saints and poets, maybe--they do some.
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Marie
08:53 AM on October 20, 2009
"One of the few things I know about writing is this: spend it all, shoot it, play it, lose it, all, right away, every time. Do not hoard what seems good for a later place in the book, or for another book; give it, give it all, give it now. The impulse to save something good for a better place later is the signal to spend it now. Something more will arise for later, something better. These things fill from behind, from beneath, like well water. " --Annie Dillard
"Don't be afraid!" --Julia Child
"Don't be afraid!" --Julia Child
"Never walk near the bed; to a ghost your ankle is your most vulnerable part--once in bed, you're safe; he may lie around under the bed all night, but you're safe as daylight. If you still have doubts pull the blanket over your head."
F. Scott Fitzgerald, This side of Paradise
It has always stuck with me. I do look under my bed occasionally.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, This side of Paradise
It has always stuck with me. I do look under my bed occasionally.
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Colleen Anderson
07:10 AM on October 20, 2009
My favorite (about writing and everything else, I suppose) is from songwriter Bill Withers: "You can't get to wonderful without passing through all right."
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Phyllis
11:30 PM on October 19, 2009
From THROUGH THE LOOKING GLASS AND WHAT ALICE FOUND THER by Louis Carroll: "The rule is, jam to-morrow and jam yesterday - but never jam to-day."
The rule is, jam to-morrow and jam yesterday - but never jam to-day.'
The rule is, jam to-morrow and jam yesterday - but never jam to-day.'
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laura7
11:17 PM on October 19, 2009
I love Chapter 31 of *Something Wicked This Way Comes* by Ray Bradbury. It consists of just these ten words:
"Nothing much else happened, all the rest of that night."
"Nothing much else happened, all the rest of that night."
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laura7
11:04 PM on October 19, 2009
I dwell in possibility --
A fairer House than Prose --
More numerous of Windows --
Superior -- for Doors.
Emily Dickinson
A fairer House than Prose --
More numerous of Windows --
Superior -- for Doors.
Emily Dickinson
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Danielle Stobie
10:50 PM on October 19, 2009
A book must be the ax for the frozen sea within us. -- Franz Kafka
and
If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.
If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry. --- Emily Dickinson
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If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.
If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry. --- Emily Dickinson
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