The society of dead authors

18 September 2018

The society of dead authors has this advantage over that of the living: they never flatter us to our faces, nor slander us behind our backs, nor intrude upon our privacy, nor quit their shelves until we take them down.

~ Charles Caleb Colton

My initial response

17 September 2018

My initial response was to sue her for defamation of character, but then I realized that I had no character.

~ Charles Barkley

I read

15 September 2018

I read lying about in my apartment, on the train, while eating out alone—there are so many places perfect for slipping into another world.

~ Akwaeke Emezi

All men dream

14 September 2018

All men dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds, wake in the day to find that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act on their dreams with open eyes, to make them possible.

~ T. E. Lawrence


12 September 2018

Poisoning rarely happens in a well-managed kitchen.

~ C.J. Cherryh, Pretender

The horrible thing

11 September 2018

The horrible thing about the Two Minutes Hate was not that one was obliged to act a part, but that it was impossible to avoid joining in. Within thirty seconds any pretence was always unnecessary. A hideous ecstasy of fear and vindictiveness, a desire to kill, to torture, to smash faces in with a sledge hammer, seemed to flow through the whole group of people like an electric current, turning one even against one’s will into a grimacing, screaming lunatic. And yet the rage that one felt was an abstract, undirected emotion which could be switched from one object to another like the flame of a blowlamp.

~ George Orwell, 1984

I can’t write a line

9 September 2018

I can’t write a line without music – it provides just the right amount of distraction to keep me focused. Clearly, I still miss the noisy roommates.

~ Stacy Schiff

The buying of more books

7 September 2018

The buying of more books than one can read is nothing less than the soul reaching toward infinity, and this passion is the only thing that raises us above the beasts that perish.

~ A. Edward Newton


A man’s library is a sort of harem, and tender readers have a great prudency in showing their books to a stranger.

~ Ralph Waldo Emerson

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