1. “It was a pleasure to burn.”
    Ray Bradbury
  2. “Many years later, as he faced the firing squad, Colonel Aureliano Buendía was to remember that distant afternoon when his father took him to discover ice.”
    Gabriel García Márquez
  3. “I first met Dean not long after my wife and I split up. I had just gotten over a serious illness that I won’t bother to talk about, except it had something to do with the miserably weary split-up and my feeling that everything was dead.”
    Jack Kerouac
  4. “Everything was beautiful and nothing hurt.”
    -Kurt Vonnegut
  5. “So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.”
    -F. Scott Fitzgerald
  6. “I could hear the human noise we sat there making, not one of us moving, not even when the room went dark.”
    -Raymond Carver
  7. “At the still point, there the dance is.”
    -T.S. Elliot
  8. “There is a sense in which we are all each other’s consequences.”
    -Wallace Stegner
  9. “And now that you don’t have to be perfect, you can be good.”
    -John Steinbeck
  10. “I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart, I am, I am, I am.”
    -Sylvia Plath
  11. “In our village folks say god crumbles up the old moon into stars.”
    -Alexander Solzhenitsyn
  12. “It is better to say I am suffering that to say this landscape is ugly.”
    -Simone Well
  13. “You will fall in love with train rides and sooner or later you will realize that nowhere feels like home anymore.”
    -Shinji Moon
  14. “Remember, a stranger once told you that the breeze here is something worth writing poems about.”
    -Shinji Moon
  15. “I once dreamt a girl was stripping right in front of me but she didn’t stop once all the skin was showing and she didn’t stop when I asked her to. She didn’t stop until there was nothing left but bone.”
    -Jackson Trice
  16. “A sudden warm rainstorm washes down in sweet hyphens.”
    -J.M. Ledger
  17. “I kept saying her name and she would ask What? and I’d say her name again. I’m not afraid of how this sounds to you. I’m not embarrassed now. But if you could understand, had I—can you see why there’s no way I could let her just go away after this? Why I felt this apical sadness and fear at the thought of her getting her bag and sandals and New Age blanket and leaving and laughing when I clutched her hem and begged her not to leave and said I loved her and closing the door gently and going off barefoot down the hall and never seeing her again? Why it didn’t matter if she was fluffy or not terribly bright? Nothing else mattered. She had all my attention. I’d fallen in love with her. I believed she could save me. I know how this sounds, trust me. I know your type and I know what you’re bound to ask. Ask it now. This is your chance. I felt she could save me I said. Ask me now. Say it. I stand here naked before you. Judge me, you chilly cunt. You dyke, you bitch, cooze, cunt, slut, gash. Happy now? All borne out? Be happy. I don’t care. I knew she could. I knew I loved. End of story.”
    -David Foster Wallace
  18. “The sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new.”
    -Samuel Beckett, Murphy
  19. “I had always heard your entire life flashes in front of your eyes the second before you die. First of all, that one second isn’t a second at all, it stretches on forever, like an ocean of time… For me, it was lying on my back at Boy Scout camp, watching falling stars… And yellow leaves, from the maple trees, that lined our street… Or my grandmother’s hands, and the way her skin seemed like paper… And the first time I saw my cousin Tony’s brand new Firebird… And Janie… And Janie… And… Carolyn. I guess I could be pretty pissed off about what happened to me… but it’s hard to stay mad, when there’s so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I’m seeing it all at once, and it’s too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that’s about to burst… And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can’t feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life… You have no idea what I’m talking about, I’m sure. But don’t worry… you will someday.”
    -American Beauty
  20. “Isn’t it pretty to think so?”
    -Ernest Hemingway
  21. “Everybody is identical in their secret unspoken belief that way deep down they are different from everyone else.”
    -David Foster Wallace
  22. “It was one of those days when it’s a minute away from snowing and there’s this electricity in the air, you can almost hear it. Right? And this bag was just dancing with me. Like a little kid begging me to play with it. For fifteen minutes. That’s the day I realized that there was this entire life behind things, and this incredibly benevolent force that wanted me to know there was no reason to be afraid, ever. Video’s a poor excuse, I know. But it helps me remember… I need to remember… Sometimes there’s so much beauty in the world, I feel like I can’t take it, and my heart is just going to cave in.”
    -American Beauty
  23. “I do things like get in a taxi and say, “The library, and step on it.”
    -David Foster Wallace
  24. “The truth will set you free. But not until it is finished with you.”
    -David Foster Wallace
  25. “You will become way less concerned with what other people think of you when you realize how seldom they do.”
    -David Foster Wallace
  26. “He is coming, and I am here.”
    -Audrey Niffenegger
  27. “What I’m not sure about, is if our lives have been so different from the lives of the people we save. We all complete. Maybe none of us really understand what we’ve lived through, or feel we’ve had enough time.”
    -Kazuo Ishiguro
  28. “She wasn’t doing a thing that I could see, except standing there leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together.”
    -J. D. Salinger
  29. “Yes, there are times we live for somebody else.”
    -The Lumineers
  30. “As long as your heart beats, as long as body and soul keep together, I cannot admit that any creature endowed with a will has need to despair of life.”
    -Jules Verne
  31. “And I will remember your small room
    the feel of you
    the light in the window
    your records
    your books
    our morning coffee
    our noons our nights
    our bodies spilled together
    sleeping
    the tiny flowing currents
    immediate and forever
    your leg my leg
    your arm my arm
    your smile and the warmth
    of you
    who made me laugh
    again.
    little dark girl with kind eyes
    you have no
    knife. the knife is
    mine and I won’t use it
    yet.”
    -Charles Bukowski
  32. “I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day.”
    -Vincent Van Gogh
  33. “You can’t just make me different and then leave.”
    -John Green
  34. “I wasn’t actually in love, but I felt a sort of tender curiosity.”
    -F. Scott Fitzgerald
  35. “She did not need much, wanted very little. A kind word, sincerity, fresh air, clean water, a garden, kisses, books to read, sheltering arms, a cosy bed, and to love and be loved in return.”
    -Starra Neely Blade
  36. “in front of my mother and my sisters, i pretend love is cheap and vulgar. i act like it’s a sin– i pretend that love is for women on a dark path. but at night i dream of a love so heavy it makes my spine throb– i dream up a lover who makes love like he is separating salt from water.”
    -Salma Deera
  37. “And love is a word used too much and much too soon.”
    -Charles Bukowski
  38. “My life is like the falling leaf; Jesus, quicken me.”
    -Sylvia Plath
  39. “She had the startled eyes of a wild bird. This is the kind of sentence I go mad for. I would like to be able to write such sentences, without embarrassment. I would like to be able to read them without embarrassment.”
    -Margaret Atwood
  40. “After a long absence, I put on a record of Bach, inhale the fragrant earth in the garden. I think again of poems and novels to be written and I return to the silence of the morning rain.”
    -Pier Paolo Pasolini
  41. “I’ve known no other love in me except the blue sky on dark days–”
    -Pier Paolo Pasolini
  42. “I may never be happy, but tonight I am content. Nothing more than an empty house, the warm hazy weariness from a day spent setting strawberry runners in the sun, a glass of cool sweet milk, and a shallow dish of blueberries bathed in cream. Now I know how people can live without books, without college. When one is so tired at the end of a day one must sleep, and at the next dawn there are more strawberry runners to set, and so one goes on living, near the earth. At times like this I’d call myself a fool to ask for more.”
    -Sylvia Plath
  43. “And it’s true, I don’t remember another word.”
    -Tatyana Tolstaya
  44. “Some people survive and talk about it. Some people survive and go silent. Some people survive and create. Everyone deals with unimaginable pain in their own way, and everyone is entitled to that, without judgement.”
    -Nikita Gill
  45. “And I’d choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality. I’d find you and I’d choose you.”
    -Unknown
  46. “I know little about love. I only remember that I feared him and sought him.”
    -Clarice Lispector
  47. “I love the rain. I love how it softens the outlines of things. The world becomes softly blurred, and I feel like I melt right into it.”
    -Hanamoto Hagumi
  48. “We fuck like we’re the only ones who do it right. You say my name and it comes out like a dark confession. Our mouths swing open like doors. Our mouths open and we spill into each other, like wine.”
    -Tera K.
  49. “…and you drink a little too much and try a little too hard. And you go home to a cold bed and think, ‘That was fine’. And your life is a long line of fine.”
    -Gillian Flynn
  50. “There is always something left to love.”
    -Gabriel García Márquez
  51. “We used to mess up sheets every night when our bodies intertwined,
    but now the sheets become messy from my restlessness, trying to find a body other than mine.”
    -Morsus Engel
  52. “Remember, remember, this is now, and now, and now. Live it, feel it, cling to it.”
    -Sylvia Plath
  53. “How do we forgive ourselves for all of the things we did not become?”
    -David ‘Doc’ Luben
  54. “You remember too much,
 my mother said to me recently.
 Why hold onto all that? And I said, Where do I put it down?”
    -Anne Carson
  55. “A long time ago, before I even met you,
    someone replaced my chest with a broken record.
    For years, it’s been stammering through
    the same old tune.
    I want you to know I’m trying.
    I quit smoking. I’m doing yoga. And those days
    I wake up wishing for death are getting fewer
    and farther apart.
    No, I’m not ok. But I haven’t been ok
    since I was 11, maybe 12. I am still here though.
    I’m still breathing. For me, sometimes, that
    will have to be enough.”
    -Clementine von Radics
  56. “As my father always used to tell me, ‘You see, son, there’s always someone in the world worse off than you.’ And I always used to think, ‘So?”
    -Bill Bryson
  57. “We look at the world once, in childhood. The rest is memory.”
    -Louise Glück
  58. “I forgave everybody, I gave up, I got drunk.”
    -Jack Kerouac
  59. “And if I said I didn’t plan for it to turn out this way I’d be lying. I was born to be the other woman. I was in the winter of my life, and the men I met on the road were my only summer”
    -Lana Del Rey
  60. “Allen says when people get religious they start feeding everybody”
    -Jack Kerouac
  61. “She should have died hereafter.
    There would have been a time for such a word.
    Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
    Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
    To the last syllable of recorded time,
    And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
    The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
    Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player
    That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
    And then is heard no more. It is a tale
    Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
    Signifying nothing.”
    -Shakespeare
  62. “Love is our highest word and the synonym of God”
    -Ralph Waldo Emerson
  63. “The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles.”
    -Jack Kerouac
  64. “It tastes like orange trident gum, riding shotgun in my stepdad’s car back and forth from the barn, when it was still alive and pulsing. Maria gave me gold earrings, kissed my forehead goodbye, spoke Spanish into my heart. That summer was very beautiful and very painful. I woke up every morning before the sun and watched the morning glories unfurl as I lugged water buckets up and down the shed row, chased the fat calico cat up and down the road. The woman who mothered me for my entire life left with her family back to Japan; my sister went to Korea for a year. I pretended I didn’t miss them but I missed them both very much. I think that’s the year I grew up though. I rebelled in this spectacular and terrible way, drank for the first time – drank too much because I had been told throughout my life: “both of your bloodlines are great drinkers. you were born with a high tolerance.” My dad was mad at me a whole lot. I was angry and hurt and incredibly sad but all of these emotions were displaced and I never allowed them. I talked about the boys that would never love me out on benches with people I would not be friends with in a couple of months. My friendships were very heavy. My love was far too thick. I didn’t know how to make friends – which was something that wasn’t much of a problem in middle school. I wanted to die a lot. I wore t-shirts that were far too low. owned one bra: a cheetah print push-up from Victoria’s Secret. I wore mascara, curled my eyelashes up, got them all smudged on my glasses, didn’t eat, wanted my hips to be little points that could break others in half. I dissociated completely from everything that had defined me in previous years. I completely became the opposite of the person I was just months ago. That summer being the pivotal point, the turn around, the turn into. For a while, that was who I was. it scared my family, I think, but it was necessary. That year, I violently became, and had no idea it was happening.”
    -Shinji Moon
  65. “When god became lonely
    he created man,
    Or was it
    When man became lonely
    he created god.”
    -Melanie Exle
  66. “Do not go gentle into that good night,
    Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
    Rage, rage against the dying of the light.”
    -Dylan Thomas
  67. “We were happy at least a good part of each day and nearly always at night and this night, in bed together, under the mosquito netting with the flaps of the tent open so that we could see the long burned-through logs of the big fire and the wonderful darkness that receded jaggedly as the night wind struck the fire and then closed in quickly as the wind dropped, we were very happy.”
    -Ernest Hemingway
  68. “I am no good
    Goodness is not the point anymore
    Holding on to things
    Now that’s the point”
    -Dorothea Lasky
  69. “I know who I am. It’s a chance but also a pain. And I know I love you. I love what you are and how you think. I love you. Definitely. I love you forever.”
    -Phillipe Garell
  70. “Everything I’ve ever let go of has claw marks on it.”
    -David Foster Wallace
  71. “And now I cannot remember how I would
    have had it. It is not a conduit (confluence?) but a place.
    The place, of movement and an order.
    The place of old order.
    But the tail end of the movement is new.
    Driving us to say what we are thinking.
    It is so much like a beach after all, where you stand
    and think of going no further.
    And it is good when you get to no further.
    It is like a reason that picks you up and
    places you where you always wanted to be.
    This far, it is fair to be crossing, to have crossed.
    Then there is no promise in the other.
    Here it is. Steel and air, a mottled presence,
    small panacea
    and lucky for us.
    And then it got very cool.”
    -John Ashberry
  72. “Want me to tell you? Think you can bear it?”
    -Edna St. Vincent Millay
  73. “You reduce my name to a signal fire
    I want to say love and mean a dozen
    foxes tearing up sheets of snow
    I want to say love and mean everything
    that is wrong with us but doesn’t stop
    me from touching you the same way
    I flick light-switches with wet fingertips”
    -Scherezade Siobhan
  74. “I cannot imagine myself without her; it seems
    to me that without her I should never have been anything. Each of my thoughts sprang into being in relation to her.”
    -André Gide
  75. “But it was still summer. I didn’t want to sleep. I never wanted to sleep these days. Then I didn’t want to wake up. I didn’t want the leaves turning, the nights turning dark early.”
    -Louise Glück
  76. “Who will look out for me now? Who will remember me as I was?”
    -Joan Didion
  77. “Some men get the world, some men get ex-hookers and a trip to Arizona. You’re in with the former, but my God I don’t envy the blood on your conscience.”
    -James Elroy
  78. “I drive better at night
    when there’s nowhere to go and the stores are neon “closed” signs
    and everyone is buried under blankets
    and late night phone conversations
    and black and blue marks
    and knocking in your door at midnight
    just aren’t priorities anymore
    I wanted to be taller so I could reach your mouth
    So I wore my mother’s heels
    and the cracks in the pavement swallowed my shoes
    I was just bleeding knees and ankles smashed against the empty parking lot
    I missed your call and when I called you back
    your voicemail knocked my teeth out
    I thought you were in love with me
    You thought I was a pretty good kisser
    and sort of pretty if you thought about it
    They will never play my favorite song on the radio
    and I’ll probably never find my name on a keychain in a souvenir shop
    I’ll probably never be all the things you need
    I’m so unlucky I’ll probably live forever.”
    -Anonymous
  79. “Nobody really likes you anyway, and they never did.”
    -Stephen King
  80. “Truth will set you free but not until it is finished with you.”
    -Stephen King
  81. “The world is my country, all mankind are my brethren and to do good is my religion.”
    -Thomas Paine
  82. “They rushed down the street digging everything in the early way they had which later became so much sadder and perceptive.”
    -Jack Kerouac
  83. “She was too goddamn-all petrifyingly pretty to approach any other way but liquored up past all horror.”
    -David Foster Wallace
  84. “You get on a train, you disappear. You write your name one a window, you disappear. There are places like this everywhere, places you enter as a young girl, from which you never return.”
    -Louis Gluck
  85. “Life is so precious and I am so sad and full of hope.”
    -Shinji Moon
  86. “I don’t know what your favorite color is, but I know wgat color you bleed when you’re with me.”
    -Shinji Moon
  87. “How many losses does it take to stop a heart, to lay waste to the vocabularies of desire?”
    -Dorianne Laux
  88. “Goodbye, goodbye. I can’t feel you anymore. The night is almost too pure for my soul to contain.”
    -Tim Tharp
  89. “And I swear to god I’ll find myself in the end.”
    -30 Seconds to Mars
  90. “The fall it was simple, it was calm. Now it’s different in the winter and I’m whispering to god.”
    -Earl Sweatshirt
  91. “Make it all for everybody, always. Everybody can’t turn around and tell everybody. Everybody already knows. I told them.”
    -Childish Gambino
  92. “I have hated words, and I have loved them and I hope I have made them right.”
    -Markus Zusak
  93. “But that’s not true. The truth is I got on the bus a boy and I never got off the bus. I still haven’t”
    -Childish Gambino
  94. “It was September, the season of the dog. Our parents didn’t know where we were and didn’t care. It was spectacular.”
    -Tim Tharp
  95. “Nothing behind me, everything ahead of me, as is ever so on the road.”
    -Jack Kerouac
  96. “Nothing revives the past so completely as a smell that was once associated with it.”
    -Vladimir Nabakov
  97. “Everybody worships, the only choice we get is what we worship.”
    -David Foster Wallace
  98. “She was so beautiful it almost stunned one to look at her.”
    -Charles Bukowksi
  99. “Tyler gets me a job as a waiter. After that Tyler’s pushing a gun in my mouth and saying the first step to eternal life is you have to die.”
    -Chuck Palahniuk
  100. “A man said to the universe
    Sir I exist!
    However, replied the universe
    ‘The fact has not created in me a sense of obligation.”
    -Stephen Crane
  101. “Tired,
    looking for a place to stay;
    hanging wisteria”
    -Matsuo Basho
  102. “The soul burns out the eyes.”
    -Jack Kerouac
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