“Whether people need nature or not, it was clear that nature needed people. But perhaps nature needs us like a hostage needs her captors: nature needs us not to annihilate her, not to run her over, not to cover her with cement, not to chop her down. We can hardly admire ourselves, then, when we stop to accommodate nature s needs: we are dubious heroes who create peril and then save it s victims, we who rescue the animals and the trees from ourselves.”
“Without a sense of humor, you don t have much sense at all.”
“Fantasy is an excellent platform to shine new lights on old truths.”
“The more you give the less your poor”
“My bones are my unique home.”
“We all know I’m marrying you, as soon as you get over your thing with dog tags and realize a stethoscope is way sexier, anyway.” - Tanner”
“Just start somewhere, Dr. Marshall had said to me as I ground a banana-pineapple one to bits between my teeth. It doesn t have to be at the beginning. She d pulled her legs up, Indian-style, letting the legal pad she d been holding drop to the floor. I thought everything always had to start at the beginning, I said. Not in this room, she said easily. Go ahead, Caitlin. Just tell me one thing. It gets easier, I promise. The first thing is always the hardest. I looked down at my hands, stained mildly red from the particularly sticky watermelon Rancher. Okay, I said, reaching forward to take another one out of the bowl, just in case. She was already sitting back in her chair, readying herself for whatever glimpse I would give her into the mess I d become. What was the name of Pygmalion s sister? She blinked, twice, obviously surprised. Ummm, she said, keeping her eyes on me. I don t know. Rogerson did, I told her. Rogerson knew everything.”
“Always write exactly what you’re feeling at the exact moment when writing something like poetry or an emotional novel. Put yourself, pour all emotions into your work…make yourself cry, feel joy if you are writing joyful things, feel lovey if it calls for it…just put your heart and soul into all that you do…then you will be a good writer when you can make whoever reads your work, feel. -Nina Jean Slack”
“Et que faudrait-il faire ? Chercher un protecteur puissant, prendre un patron, Et comme un lierre obscur qui circonvient un tronc Et s en fait un tuteur en lui léchant l écorce, Grimper par ruse au lieu de s élever par force ? Non, merci ! Dédier, comme tous ils le font, Des vers aux financiers ? se changer en bouffon Dans l espoir vil de voir, aux lèvres d un ministre, Naître un sourire, enfin, qui ne soit pas sinistre ? Non, merci ! Déjeuner, chaque jour, d un crapaud ? Avoir un ventre usé par la marche ? une peau Qui plus vite, à l endroit des genoux, devient sale ? Exécuter des tours de souplesse dorsale ?... Non, merci ! D une main flatter la chèvre au cou Cependant que, de l autre, on arrose le chou, Et donneur de séné par désir de rhubarbe, Avoir son encensoir, toujours, dans quelque barbe ? Non, merci ! Se pousser de giron en giron, Devenir un petit grand homme dans un rond, Et naviguer, avec des madrigaux pour rames, Et dans ses voiles des soupirs de vieilles dames ? Non, merci ! Chez le bon éditeur de Sercy Faire éditer ses vers en payant ? Non, merci ! S aller faire nommer pape par les conciles Que dans des cabarets tiennent des imbéciles ? Non, merci ! Travailler à se construire un nom Sur un sonnet, au lieu d en faire d autres ? Non, Merci ! Ne découvrir du talent qu aux mazettes ? Être terrorisé par de vagues gazettes, Et se dire sans cesse : Oh ! pourvu que je sois Dans les petits papiers du Mercure François ?... Non, merci ! Calculer, avoir peur, être blême, Préférer faire une visite qu un poème, Rédiger des placets, se faire présenter ? Non, merci ! non, merci ! non, merci ! Mais... chanter, Rêver, rire, passer, être seul, être libre, Avoir l œil qui regarde bien, la voix qui vibre, Mettre, quand il vous plaît, son feutre de travers, Pour un oui, pour un non, se battre, - ou faire un vers ! Travailler sans souci de gloire ou de fortune, À tel voyage, auquel on pense, dans la lune ! N écrire jamais rien qui de soi ne sortît, Et modeste d ailleurs, se dire : mon petit, Sois satisfait des fleurs, des fruits, même des feuilles, Si c est dans ton jardin à toi que tu les cueilles ! Puis, s il advient d un peu triompher, par hasard, Ne pas être obligé d en rien rendre à César, Vis-à-vis de soi-même en garder le mérite, Bref, dédaignant d être le lierre parasite, Lors même qu on n est pas le chêne ou le tilleul, Ne pas monter bien haut, peut-être, mais tout seul !”
“Only once in my lifetime , I truly believe I find someone who can turn my world around , I share dreams that I never achieved and goals that were achieved , but there was always a part of me that hoped for more , and so there was a part of me that was always a fool ,”
“She just keeps kissing my scars. Every scar. She knows about them all. She watched them all appear and heal. Sophie s lips against me make every punch, every kick, every wound, every scar worth it.”
“I travel because it makes me realize how much I haven t seen, how much I m not going to see, and how much I still need to see. - The Legacy Letters, by Carew Papritz”
“When nature suffers because it is destroyed by human activities, the notion of beauty is really losing its meaning, because nothing is more aesthetic than the natural beauty.”
“Each day when you wake up you have a choice: You can have a good day, or you can have a bad day. So you might as well have a good one.”
“You do right by me, I ll show you a life most suckers can t even dream of.”
“My first crush use to think I hate her cuz never find time to chat with her , is only Hi and hellow that all , but not knowing that deep down in my soul and heart she is the first and last I want , but hey is fine now , she end up with some fox who loves her ,”
“To be forced to endure something because you have no money to counter it ; this fact is totally unfair and I can t, personally, tolerate it.”