#rows

Can you pull this heart-shaped arrow out of my ass? A damn little kid with wings shot me.... ↗

— Alice

#cupid #love #love

History is a wheel, for the nature of man is fundamentally unchanging. What has happened before will perforce happen again. ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#a-song-of-ice-and-fire #history #nature

...dark furrow lines grid the snow, punctuated by orange abacus beads of pumpkins - now the crows own the field... ↗

— John Geddes

#field #furrow-lines #grid #nature #orange-abacus

It's a rare book that wins the battle against drooping eyelids. ↗

— Tracy Chevalier

#drowsiness #insomnia #reading #sleepy #winning

When sorrows come, they come not single spies. But in battalions! ↗

— William Shakespeare

#shakespeare

There are many things in your heart you can never tell to another person. They are you, your private joys and sorrows, and you can never tell them. You cheapen yourself, the inside of yourself, when you tell them. ↗

— Greta Garbo

#cheapen #heart #inside #joys #many

There must always be a fringe of the experimental in literature--poems bizarre in form and curious in content, stories that overreach for what has not hitherto been put in story form, criticism that mingles a search for new truth with bravado. We should neither scoff at this trial margin nor take it too seriously. Without it, literature becomes inert and complacent. But the everyday person's reading is not, ought not to be, in the margin. He asks for a less experimental diet, and his choice is sound. If authors and publishers would give him more heed they would do wisely. They are afraid of the swarming populace who clamor for vulgar sensation (and will pay only what it is worth), and they are afraid of petulant literati who insist upon sophisticated sensation (and desire complimentary copies). The stout middle class, as in politics and industry, has far less influence than its good sense and its good taste and its ready purse deserve. ↗

— Henry Seidel Canby

#literature #middle-class #middlebrows #diet

The next time? Oh, my dear Eliza, you're not going to carry on with this, are you? The Faceless Ones had their chance. They returned and they were sent away again. It's time to move on. Time to take up another hobby, like crocheting, or serial killing. ↗

— Derek Landy

#hobbies #humor #skulduggery-pleasant #death

So as the years draw on toward the Biblical limit, the inclination to look back, and to tell some sort of story of what one has seen, grows upon most of us. ↗

— Mary A. Ward

#draw #grows #inclination #limit #look

I think we're proving ourselves as we go along. The past several months our strategy has been evolutionary - making maximum advantage of our client browser, as well as our enterprise software for people who want to build Web sites. ↗

— Jim Barksdale

#along #been #browser #build #client