Quotes from Books

[Nyx's Child]

And day had broken on the streets
Ere it broke upon the brain.
Between us by the peace of God,
Such truth can now be told;
Yes, there is strength in striking root,
And good in growing old.
We have found common things at last,
And marriage and a creed,
And I may safely wright it now,
And you may safely read.

G.K.G

-The Man Who Was Thursday G.K.Chesterton

[Abdiel]

And day had broken on the streets
Ere it broke upon the brain.
Between us by the peace of God,
Such truth can now be told;
Yes, there is strength in striking root,
And good in growing old.
We have found common things at last,
And marriage and a creed,
And I may safely wright it now,
And you may safely read.

G.K.G

-The Man Who Was Thursday G.K.Chesterton

Awesome; I've wanted to read The Man Who Was Thursday for a while now. How is it? Are you reading it for school or fun, and have you read any of Chesterton's other works?

[Nyx's Child]

so far it's really good read it!! i'm reading it for fun it took me a little while to get in to it but its really worth picking up i havn't read anything else by him so far but i definitly will now enjoy!

[Gracewings]

"...for they dare not speak the thoughts of their minds. For all must agree with all, and they cannot know if these thoughts are the thoughts of all, and so they fear to speak." ~ from Anthem by Ayn Rand

[Nyree Ingle]

Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita
mi ritrovai per una selva oscura
ché la via diritta era smarrita.

In the middle of our life's walk
I found myself in a dark wood
for the straight road was lost]


I am overwhelmed by Dante, his brain must have been continually smoking.

Nyree I like this version:
When I had journeyed half of our life's way
I found myself within a shadowed forest
for I had lost the path that does not stray.
(I think he was having a mid life crisis)

[fleaaaaaa]

"I COULD MURDER A CURRY" - Death


Mort, Terry Pratchett

Lol not quite as amazing as the rest of the quotes.

[Riesa]

"His failure lay in underestimation - in being, if you like, not quite mad enough."

Viriconium ~ M. John Harrison

[Dark Muse]

From Thee Lives by Gertrude Stein

The languor and the stir, the warmth and weight and the strong feel of life from the deep centers of the earth that comes always with the early soarking spring, when it is not answered with an active frevent joy, gives always anger, irritation and unrest.

[quasimodo1]

Ah, Gertrude Stein...what a writer. Part of the "lost generation".

[Dark Muse]

Though I do not hate her as I had thought I would based on what I heard of her, when it comes to writers like her, I cannot help but to wonder, is being experimental really enough to qualify one as a "great" writer? Simply becasue they do something that has not been done before, is that merit within itself? To do something just becasue it can be done.

[jikan myshkin]

...and god created women

[ntropyincarnate]

Though to visit the sins of the fathers upon the children may be a morality good enough for divinities, it is scorned by average human nature; and it therefore does not mend the matter.

From Tess of the D'Urbervilles

[Sancho]

The Milagro Beanfield War by John Nichols:

"Yet Milagro was a town whose citizens had a penchant not only for going crazy, but also for precipitating miracles.
Take for example, an early nineteenth-century sheepherder named Cleofes Apodaca and the scruffy sheepdog he irreverently called Pendejo, which, translated loosely, means 'idiot' or 'fool' - or, translated more literally, means "pubic hair."
Today, Cleafes Apodaca might qualify to be called the Patron Saint Crazy of Milagro."

[Scheherazade]

I was actually reading another book when I came across this passage from Walt Whitman's "Preface" to Leaves of Grass but thought it is still quote-worthy:

This is what you shall do: Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul; and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body… . The poet shall not spend his time in unneeded work. He shall know that the ground is always ready ploughed and manured … others may not know it but he shall. He shall go directly to the creation. His trust shall master the trust of everything he touches … and shall master all attachment.

[traytray]

"Water, water, every where,
Nor any drop to drink."

~Samuel Taylor Coleridge "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner" 1797