27bhws Quotes & Sayings

I prefer sinners and madmen, who can learn, who can change, who can teach-or people like myself, if I may say so, who are not afraid to eat a lobster alone as they take on their shoulders the monumental weight of thirty years — James Baldwin

I always attempt to challenge and upend discourses that appear to be disinterestedly describing the world, but that are in fact wholly grounded in historically and culturally specific hegemonic modes of thought. — Richard Marshall

Landon paced back and forth, his eyes a little wild.
'Well, he took it worse than I did,' Curran said.
'I don't see what the big deal is.'
'It's a sword made out of your grandmothers bones, Kate.'
I shrugged
Landon stared at me through the windshield, turned around, paced back and forth, and stared at me again — Ilona Andrews

You know what, when you screw up in the ring, it's so embarrassing. — Jake Roberts

If gold rust, what then will iron do?/ For if a priest be foul in whom we trust/ No wonder that a common man should rust ... — Geoffrey Chaucer

But I honestly don't read critics. My dad reads absolutely everything ever written about me. He calls me up to read ecstatic reviews, but I always insist that I can't hear them. If you give value to the good reviews, you have to give value to the criticism. — Fiona Apple

I opened my eyes really wide and fluttered my eyelashes at him. "I'm sorry, I must've missed your coronation ceremony. Silly me." from Clean Sweep — Ilona Andrews

Neither poems nor prose just a length of rope just the wet earth
that's the way home. neither vodka nor bread just bursts of rage just more new graves
that's youth and that's love. neither sleep nor waking neither joy nor laughter just tears in the night
so the rope, paper, knife. — Tadeusz Borowski

There is something that you can do, for a greater good, for a greater cause, one that is far bigger than just yourself. Find it, and then, do it. — Kevin Abdulrahman

Writing, for me, is very inspiration-dependent. And inspiration can be a jerk. — Gene Luen Yang

Memoir is a weird genre for a reporter. You end up investigating your own memories, reporting out your past. — William Finnegan

My dad was an FBI agent. My mom and dad were straight arrow types, and I had a conservative, suburban Orange County upbringing. — Steve Breen

Sometimes she wishes she could return to the naive happiness of their life. But mostly, she aches to go forward, to a place her body doesn't seem willing to take her. — Shilpi Somaya Gowda

Freshly cut Christmas trees smelling of stars and snow and pine resin - inhale deeply and fill your soul with wintry night ... — John Geddes

Deer Tracks:

Beautiful, sobbing
high-geared fucking
and then to lie silently
like deer tracks in the
freshly-fallen snow beside
the one you love.
That's all. — Richard Brautigan