Guenter Grass
... in our museums we have the bones of the dinosaurs, enormous animals that lived for many millions of years. And when they died, they died in a very clean way. No poison at all. Their bones are very clean. We can see them. This will not happen with human beings. When we die there will be a terrible breath of poison.
favorite quotes
Tuesday, July 9, 2013
Wednesday, December 26, 2012
flies enter through a closed mouth
Pablo Neruda
..quando el viento recorra
los huecos de tu calavera
te revelará tanto enigma,
susurrándote la verdad
donde estuvieron tus orejas.
from his poem "Por boca cerrada entran las moscas"
..quando el viento recorra
los huecos de tu calavera
te revelará tanto enigma,
susurrándote la verdad
donde estuvieron tus orejas.
from his poem "Por boca cerrada entran las moscas"
Sunday, November 25, 2012
favorite sins
Kenny Chesney
It's always your favorite sins
that do you in.
from the song "You and Tequila"
It's always your favorite sins
that do you in.
from the song "You and Tequila"
Sunday, November 4, 2012
people who don't read
Eugène Ionesco
People who don’t read are brutes. It is better to write than to make war, isn’t it?
People who don’t read are brutes. It is better to write than to make war, isn’t it?
Monday, October 29, 2012
evil
Eugène Ionesco
Man is driven by evil instincts that are often stronger than moral laws.
Man is driven by evil instincts that are often stronger than moral laws.
Sunday, October 21, 2012
truth in writing
William Trevor
Truth is the most important thing that there is, and if you lose sight of it, your writing will be destroyed in the end.
Truth is the most important thing that there is, and if you lose sight of it, your writing will be destroyed in the end.
Friday, October 19, 2012
life
Archibald MacLeish
As one grows older and realizes what a lonely and uncertain place the world is one comes to value above everything else those evidences of human fortitude and dignity and virtue which it has, sometimes, to show.
from a letter to Henrietta Crosby dated Dec. 12, 1929
As one grows older and realizes what a lonely and uncertain place the world is one comes to value above everything else those evidences of human fortitude and dignity and virtue which it has, sometimes, to show.
from a letter to Henrietta Crosby dated Dec. 12, 1929
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