She could feel time eddying and curling almost visibly around her feet, rising around her, lifting her body in the office-chair and bearing her, slowly and circuitously but with the inevitability of water moving downhill, towards the distant, not-too-distant [future]…
Margaret Atwood, The Edible Woman
…because everyone who has no conscience purpose in life instinctively yearns for his native place.
-Shchedrin, The Golovlyov Family
Birds hold fast to a branch even when they sleep. People should hold fast to each other that way.
-Viktor Shklovsky, Third Factory
The longing for Paradise is man’s longing not to be man.
-Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being
Droll thing life is—that mysterious arrangement of merciless logic for a futile purpose. The most you can hope from it is some knowledge of yourself—that comes too late—a crop of unextinguishable regrets. I have wrestled with death. It is the most unexciting contest you can imagine.
-Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness
There was no one to whom she wanted to talk but she had to have a telephone.
-Joan Didion, Play It As It Lays




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