Sometimes I sits and thinks, and sometimes I just sits. — Often attributed to A. A. Milne from his contributions to Punch, a British humor magazine, joining the staff in 1906. Was used again later in Winnie-the-Pooh. (Dutton Juvenile; Anniversary edition, October 1, 2001) Originally published October 14th 1926. Advertisements
Love easily confuses us because it is always in flux between illusion and substance, between memory and wish, between contentment and need. — Tom Robbins, Even Cowgirls Get the Blues. (No Exit Press, October 11, 2001) Originally published April 1976.
That sometimes human beings have to just sit in one place and, like, hurt. — David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest. (Back Bay Books; 1st Paperback Ed edition February 1, 1997)
She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i’ the bud, Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed? — William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night, Act II, Scene IV
Finally, from so little sleeping and so much reading, his brain dried up and he went completely out of his mind. — Miguel de Cervantes, Don Quixote. Published by Francisco de Robles 1605 (Part One), 1615 (Part Two). Published in English 1612 (Part One), 1620 (Part Two).
History is the fiction we invent to persuade ourselves that events are knowable and that life has order and direction. That’s why events are always reinterpreted when values change. We need new versions of history to allow for our current prejudices. ― Bill Watterson, Homicidal Psycho Jungle Cat. (Andrews McMeel Publishing; Possible First edition, September… Continue reading Bill Watterson
Too weird to live, too rare to die! ― Hunter S. Thompson, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. Random House November 11, 1971 and November 25, 1971 (magazine), July 1972 (book)