This, I thought, is how great visionaries and poets see everything–as if for the first time. Each morning they see a new world before their eyes; they do not really see it, they create it. — Nikos Kazantzakis, Zorba the Greek. (1964) Directed by Michael Cacoyannis
When you write, you should put your skin on the table. ― Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night. (New Directions; Reprint edition, May 17, 2006) Originally published 1932.
But most of all, as summer slanted to an end, he was learning to love idleness… — J. M. Coetzee, Life and Times of Michael K. (Vintage Books, March 28, 2005) Originally published 1983,
Beauty is a whore, I like money better. ― Michael Cunningham, The Hours. (Farrar, Straus and Giroux , 1998)
You exist in a half-world suspended between two superstructures, one self-expression and the other self-destruction. — Truman Capote, In Cold Blood (Random House, 1965)
We need much bigger pockets, I thought as I lay in bed counting off the seven minutes it takes a normal person to fall asleep. We need enormous pockets, pockets big enough for our families, and our friends, and even the people who aren’t on our lists, people we’ve never met but still want to… Continue reading Jonathan Safran Foe
He sank into the rocking chair, the same one in which Rebecca had sat during the early days of the house to give embroidery lessons, and in which Amaranta had played Chinese checkers with Colonel Gerineldo Marquez, and in which Amarana Ursula had sewn the tiny clothing for the child, and in that flash of… Continue reading Gabriel García Márquez