15 December 2017

Color is my day-long obsession, joy and torment.

Claude Monet

I didn’t go to bookshops

14 December 2017

I didn’t go to bookshops to buy. That’s a little bourgeois. I went because they were civilized places. It made me happy there were people who sat down and wrote and wrote and wrote and there were other people who devoted their lives to making those words into books. It was lovely. Like standing in the middle of civilization.

Jerry Pinto

It is not because the truth is too difficult

13 December 2017

It is not because the truth is too difficult to see that we make mistakes… we make mistakes because the easiest and most comfortable course for us is to seek insight where it accords with our emotions – especially selfish ones.

Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn

I’m excited

13 December 2017

I’m excited when an independent press is publishing something other than literary fiction. Literary fiction was, in all seriousness, established by the CIA during the Cold War—it belongs to the state. As such, an independent press with no ties to the state should inherently not be interested in “literary fiction.” Semantically!

M Kitchell

PG has no idea what this quote means.

He found it at 50 Quotes from 50 Presses: The Small Press Database Hits 50 Interviews.

You can’t build

12 December 2017

You can’t build a reputation on what you are going to do.

Henry Ford

It was just an idea

10 December 2017

It was just an idea I had, that it could be cool to have a book covered in fake fur.

Dave Eggers


9 December 2017

Write a wise saying and your name will live forever.

Author Unknown

Some editors

8 December 2017

Some editors are failed writers, but so are most writers.

T. S. Eliot

Only kings

7 December 2017

Only kings, presidents, editors, and people with tapeworms have the right to use the editorial ‘we’.

Mark Twain

But what about us?

6 December 2017

Rick: Last night we said a great many things. You said I was to do the thinking for both of us. Well, I’ve done a lot of it since then, and it all adds up to one thing: you’re getting on that plane with Victor where you belong.

Ilsa: But, Richard, no, I… I…

Rick: Now, you’ve got to listen to me! You have any idea what you’d have to look forward to if you stayed here? Nine chances out of ten, we’d both wind up in a concentration camp. Isn’t that true, Louie?

Capt. Louis Renault: I’m afraid Major Strasser would insist.

Ilsa: You’re saying this only to make me go.

Rick: I’m saying it because it’s true. Inside of us, we both know you belong with Victor. You’re part of his work, the thing that keeps him going. If that plane leaves the ground and you’re not with him, you’ll regret it. Maybe not today. Maybe not tomorrow, but soon and for the rest of your life.

Ilsa: But what about us?

Rick: We’ll always have Paris. We didn’t have, we, we lost it until you came to Casablanca. We got it back last night.

Ilsa: When I said I would never leave you.

From Casablanca



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