“We should all do what, in the long run, gives us joy, even if it is only picking grapes or sorting the laundry.” E.B. WHITE, Author of Charlotte’s Web
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“We should all do what, in the long run, gives us joy, even if it is only picking grapes or sorting the laundry.” E.B. WHITE, Author of Charlotte’s Web
PHOTO: “Harpo Hiding” by Bridget Zinn, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
“And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.”
ROALD DAHL
Painting: “The False Mirror” (1928) by René Magritte
writers are desperate people and when they stop being desperate they stop being writers.”
CHARLES BUKOWSKI
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“And now let us believe in a long year that is given to us, new, untouched, full of things that have never been.” RAINER MARIA RILKE
Photo: Ben Hur
A cold wind was blowing from the north, and it made the trees rustle like living things.”
GEORGE R.R. MARTIN, A Game of Thrones
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A thankful heart is not only the greatest virtue, but the parent of all the other virtues.” CICERO, Roman Philosopher (106 BC-46 BC)
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It’s like Tolstoy said. Happiness is an allegory, unhappiness a story.” HARUKI MURAKAMI
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A woman must have money and a room of her own if she is to write fiction.” VIRGINIA WOOLF
Adapted from theguardian.com: Novelist/essayist Virginia Woolf (1882-1941) and husband Leonard bought their house in Sussex, U.K., in 1919. Two years later, Woolf had a small writing room in the garden constructed out of a wooden toolshed below a loft. She wrote there in the summers, and liked it very much, though it was not ideal for concentration. She was always being distracted — by Leonard sorting the apples over her head in the loft, or the church bells at the bottom of the garden, or the noise of the children in the school next door, or the dog sitting next to her and scratching itself and leaving paw marks on her manuscript pages. In winter, it was often so cold and damp that she couldn’t hold her pen and had to retreat indoors. She wrote there with a board on her lap. In this writer’s lodge, Woolf wrote parts of all her major novels from Mrs Dalloway to Between the Acts, many essays and reviews, and many letters.
“I have met a lot of hardboiled eggs in my time, but you’re twenty minutes.” OSCAR WILDE
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Right photo: Oscar Wilde paper cutout by Avital, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
“If one cannot enjoy reading a book over and over again, there is no use in reading it at all.”
OSCAR WILDE (1854-1900)
October 16, 2013 marks the 159th anniversary of the birth of Irish author and legendary wit Oscar Wilde — playwright, novelist, poet, essayist, journalist, and children’s book author.
Today, Wilde is most often cited for his pithy remarks, including: