#cade

I think the Swedish Academy wished to manifest its solidarity with the living spirit of Greece today. ↗

— Giorgos Seferis

#greece #i #i think #living #manifest

The South: What is this place? What's different about it? Is it different anymore? Good questions. Old ones, too. People have been asking them for decades. Some of us even make our living by asking them, but we still don't agree about the answers. ↗

— John Shelton Reed

#agree #answers #anymore #asking #been

I find the greatest songs in the world come out of pain, and I don't like it! Here's what it does: It strips away all of your facade. It makes you so honest. It's cleansing. ↗

— Lionel Richie

#cleansing #come #does #facade #find

When immortality becomes for us no longer a matter of academic discussion, but the most vital of all questions; we shall find our comfort where so many before us have found it, in the ancient words. ↗

— Henry Norris Russell

#ancient #becomes #before #comfort #discussion

We've been around for almost three decades now - there's about three generations of Bon Jovi fans. ↗

— Richie Sambora

#almost #around #been #bon #bon jovi

It has been more profitable for us to bind together in the wrong direction than to be alone in the right one. ↗

— Nassim Nicholas Taleb

#economics #herd-behavior #behavior

I would say the next imminent hot writers are often the writers from the decade before you were born. ↗

— Fiona Shaw

#born #decade #hot #i #imminent

Negro music and culture are intrinsically improvisational, existential. Nothing is sacred. After a decade, a musical idea, no matter how innovative, is threatened. ↗

— Archie Shepp

#culture #decade #existential #how #idea

Katar," said Britta, "I thought you would want to stay with your friends from home while they were here, so I had your things moved from your room in the delegates' wing." "You can have my things brought in too," said Peder, throwing himself onto the nearest bed. He sighed as he sank into the soft mattress and rolled onto his side. "Um... I don't think boys are-" Britta began. "Don't you mind me!" Peder pulled a blanket over his head. Miri didn't know how he could even pretend to fall asleep. She could barely keep from pacing. "Don't worry, Britta," said Esa. "We'll kick him out before night. Off to your fancy apprenticeship, big brother." She nudged Peder's shape under the blanket. Peder made an exaggerated snoring noise. ↗

— Shannon Hale

#esa #hale #humor #katar #miri

The baronet, in his old age, had been cast up by his vices on the shores of melancholy; heavy-eyed, grey-haired, bent, he seemed to pass through life as in a dream. ("The Undying Thing") ↗

— Barry Pain

#old-age #vice #age