"Go, girl, seek happy nights to happy days."
"It seems all too common that people lose sight of their dreams, but you were never the type to follow the norm anyway."
“I was sand, I was snow—written on, rewritten, smoothed over.”
--Margaret Atwood, 'The Blind Assassin'
We all have dreams in our heads, words in our mouths, stories on our skin and ghosts in our hearts. We are little haunted houses. Dreaming. Dreaming. Dreaming.
"Dogs are our link to paradise. They don't know evil or jealousy or discontent. To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring--it was peace."
"I find it a huge strain to be responsible for my tastes and be known and defined by them."
--Jonathan Franzen, 'Strong Motion'
"Imagine that human existence is defined by an Ache: the Ache of our not being, each of us, the center of the universe; of our desires forever outnumbering our means of satisfying them."
--Jonathan Franzen, 'How to Be Alone: Essays'
"Nothing got inside the head without becoming pictures."
--Jonathan Franzen, 'The Corrections'
“I write differently from what I speak, I speak differently from what I think, I think differently from the way I ought to think, and so it all proceeds into deepest darkness.”
“Pick what you love to do, and the success will come.”
“Who am I? I am who I am and tomorrow someone else entirely. You are too nostalgic, you want memory to secure you, console you. The past is a bore. What matters is only oneself and what one creates from what one has learned. Imagination uses what it needs and discards the rest.”
“That was the thing about words, they were clear and specific—chair, eye, stone—but when you talked about feelings, words were too stiff, they were this and not that, they couldn’t include all the meanings. In defining, they always left something out.”
“I travel light. I think the most important thing is to be in a good mood and enjoy life, wherever you are.”
--Diane Von Furstenberg
"She thought with a sort of pride that she had no place anywhere. Normal people think I belong with them. But I couldn’t stay an hour among them. I need to live out there, on the other side of the wall. But they don’t want me there."
--Jean-Paul Sartre, 'The Room'
"My business is words. Words are like labels, or coins, or better, like swarming bees. I confess I am only broken by sources of things; as if words were counted like dead bees in the attic, unbuckled from their yellow eyes and their dry wings. I must always forget how one word is able to pick out another, to manner another, until I have got something I might have said… but did not."