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Until the Spirit be poured upon us from on high," the wilderness, notwithstanding the most diligent cultivation, must remain a wilderness still. — Charles Bridges

Handwriting everything, for me, is psychologically useful because it keeps my writing economical. I think there are word processor styles emerging. Something does seem to happen to a writer's style when he works on a word processor. When you hand write a thing the size of Weaveworld (584 pages) you want to make sure every word counts because it's such a huge labour to get it down. — Clive Barker

If he is going into management, he writes. If he is an engineer or architect why he paints or sculpts. He will straddle the line, aware up to the point of knowing he is getting the worst of both worlds, but never stopping to wonder why there should ever be a line, or even if there is a line at all. — Thomas Pynchon

When you see a giant, make sure it isn't a dwarf standing in a favourable light. Thus we approach 'the mystery of Jack the Ripper. — Bruce Robinson

The only person who can say they're happy getting old is someone who isn't actually old yet. Every day, I get less and less happy about that idea. — Nick Cave

I have seen one shrike occupy himself for hours in sticking up on thorns, a number of small fishes that the fishermen had thrown on the shore. The fishes dried up and decayed. — John Bachman

Who you are is defined by what you're willing to struggle for. — Mark Manson

If there's one thing I hate the Communists for, Your Excellency,' Foxa once said to Franco, 'it's for obliging me to join the Falange. — Javier Cercas

A slug is always on its own. It is a lonely insect. — Karl Pilkington

Looks like we're going to need a new prime suspect, Wax," Wayne said. "This one downright refuses to not be dead already. — Brandon Sanderson

I think you grow up wanting to be a racing driver. Then it dawns on you that it's not going to happen. — Dominic Cooper

My God! I thank Thee for the bath of sleep, That wraps in balm my weary heart and brain, And drowns within its waters still and deep My sorrow and my pain. I thank Thee for my dreams, which loose the bond That binds my spirit to its daily load, And give it angel wings, to fly beyond Its slumber-bound abode. — J.G. Holland

When the last female dies, the gateway to the earth closes to man. — Ernest Agyemang Yeboah