Famous Quotes Ipsum

The individual is born of nature, but the artist is born of that individual, yearning to transcend the merely "natural" and to make complete that which, existentially, is forever incomplete, unrealized. freedom lies in being bold. we turn, not older with years, but newer every day. writers tend to devour people, themselves included. words mean more than what is set down on paper - it takes the human voice to infuse them with shades of deeper meaning. we are wise, wise women. we are giggling girls. hell has no fury like women's fury. in our struggle for freedom, truth is the only weapon we possess. it was only the first of many occasions during those months that seemed to take place out of time, or in a historical moment i had yet to identify. 'when i was a kid,' said irie softly, ringing the bell for their stop, 'i used to think they were little alibis. bus tickets. i mean, look: they've got the time. the date. the place. and if i was up in court, and i had to defend myself, and prove i wasn't where they said i was, doing what they said i did, when they said i did it, i'd pull out one of those.' and if tonight my soul may find her peace / in sleep, and sink in good oblivion, / and in the morning wake like a new-opened flower / then i have been dipped again in god, and new-created. she thought now of the pink anemones waving in that water. like herself, when he'd first spied on her with her sensitive, fleshy tentacles of thought waving all around her, until he'd touched and made her draw up quickly into a stony fist. but he knew just how to touch her, speak to her, breathe on her, to draw her out again. physical pleasure was such a convincing illusion, and sex, the ultimate charade of safety. it takes courage to grow up and turn out to be who you really are. two paths diverged in a wood, and i - i took the one less traveled by. and that has made all the difference. the trouble with the rat race is that even if you win, you're still a rat. footfalls echo in the memory / down the passage we did not take / towards the door we never opened / into the rose garden nothing revives the past so completely as a smell that was once associated with it. the person who tries to live alone will not succeed as a human being. his heart withers if it does not answer another heart. his mind shrinks away if he hears only the echoes of his own thoughts and finds no other inspiration. years ago i discovered the meaning of life but forgot to write it down. the unexamined life is not worth living. neurosis is the way of avoiding non-being by avoiding being..