Notable quotes, excerpts, and profound lines.

[WT Sharpe]

"—What have you got outa the war?" he was crying fiercely. "Look arounja, look arounja! Are you rich? Have you got a lot of money offered you?—no; you're lucky if you're alive and got both your legs; you're lucky if you came back an' find your wife ain't gone off with some other fella that had the money to buy himself out of the war! That's when you're lucky! Who got anything out of it except J. P. Morgan an' John D. Rockerfeller?"
— The unnamed "little Jew" in F. Scott Fitzgerald's "May Day", a novella first published in Smart Set in 1920 and two years later in Tales of the Jazz Age.

[covingtoncat73]

"On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?" ~ Meatloaf

[KenMagee]

Originally Posted by covingtoncat73

"On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?" ~ Meatloaf

Meatloaf (or rather writer Jim Steinman), like Dolly Parton, came up with a few classic lines.

[covingtoncat73]

Originally Posted by KenMagee

Meatloaf (or rather writer Jim Steinman), like Dolly Parton, came up with a few classic lines.

Sure did, Ken!

[covingtoncat73]

"Anyway — because we are readers, we don’t have to wait for some communications executive to decide what we should think about next — and how we should think about it. We can fill our heads with anything from aardvarks to zucchinis — at any time of night or day." Kurt Vonnegut

[kennyc]

(three, three, three quotes in one!)


Two thousand years of your God Damn Glory
- Charles Harold Bernstein from Sunrise on Blows against the Empire by Jefferson Starship


"The entire universe has been neatly divided into things to (a) mate with,
(b) eat, (c) run away from, and (d) rocks."
- Terry Pratchett


"The privilege of a lifetime is being who you are."
- Joseph Campbell

[covingtoncat73]

Good ones, Kenny! Mom kind of raised me on J. Camp.

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~Death in Neil Gaiman's Sandman

[kennyc]

"All day the blanket snapped and swelled
on the line, roused by a hot spring wind....
From there it witnessed the first sparrow,
early flies lifting their sticky feet,
and a green haze on the south-sloping hills.
Clouds rose over the mountain....At dusk
I took the blanket in, and we slept,
restless, under its fragrant weight."
― Jane Kenyon

[kennyc]

(goodreads quote of the day)

Woke up this morning with a terrific urge to lie in bed all day and read.
- Raymond Carver

So many wonderful Raymond Carver stories it's all but impossible to pick a favorite. One's that come to mind are 'A Small Good Thing', 'Are these Actual Miles', 'Fat' but 'Cathederal' must be number one for me. - “It’s really something,” I said....

[covingtoncat73]

"But me thought it lessened my esteem of a king, that he should not be able to command the rain."
― Samuel Pepys (died May 26, 1703)

[kennyc]

Fiction is art and art is the triumph over chaos… to celebrate a world that lies spread out around us like a bewildering and stupendous dream.
- John Cheever Born on this day 1912

He was an excellent short story writer. I'd recommend The Enormous Radio and Goodbye my Brother which are both widely anthologized.

[covingtoncat73]

“Furthermore, we have not even to risk the adventure alone, for the heroes of all time have gone before us. The labyrinth is thoroughly known. We have only to follow the thread of the hero path, and where we had thought to find an abomination, we shall find a god. And where we had thought to slay another, we shall slay ourselves. Where we had thought to travel outward, we will come to the center of our own existence. And where we had thought to be alone, we will be with all the world."
Joseph Campbell, The Hero with a Thousand Faces

[Dr. Drib]

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[kennyc]

"The press to-day is an army with carefully organized arms and branches, with journalists as officers, and readers as soldiers. But here, as in every army, the soldier obeys blindly, and war-aims and operation-plans change without his knowledge. The reader neither knows, nor is allowed to know, the purposes for which he is used, nor even the role that he is to play. A more appalling caricature of freedom of thought cannot be imagined. Formerly a man did not dare to think freely. Now he dares, but cannot; his will to think is only a willingness to think to order, and this is what he feels as his liberty."
- Oswald Spengler from The Decline of the West, written almost 100 years ago in 1918 who's birthday would be today 5/29.

[covingtoncat73]

“Green was the silence, wet was the light,
the month of June trembled like a butterfly.”
― Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets