Coraghessan Boyle Quotes & Sayings

Oh, sublime writers! Please remember sometimes that this clay, this sand, and this manure which you so arbitrarily dispose of, are men! They are your equals! They are intelligent and free human beings like yourselves! As you have, they too have received from God the faculty to observe, to plan ahead, to think, and to judge for themselves! — Frederic Bastiat

It's right that you should do so, Fire. It's right and it's your right, because you're my beautiful child, and beauty has rights that plainness never will. — Kristin Cashore

One of two historically African American communities that sprang up along the Mississippi Gulf Coast after emancipation, North Gulfport has always been a place where residents have had fewer civic resources than those extended to other outlying communities. — Natasha Trethewey

The race film had confirmed a dead heat. That was great. But even better, most of the New York press finally learned to spell my name correctly. — Louis Zamperini

One of the main weaknesses of mankind is the average man's familiarity with the word "impossible." He knows all the rules which will NOT work. He knows all the things which CANNOT be done. — Napoleon Hill

I didn't believe in heaven, but I did believe in hell. — Ottessa Moshfegh

The truth that many people never understand until it is too late is that the more you try to avoid suffering, the more you suffer. — Thomas Merton

The Christian is the person who sees every time and every situation, however dreary and repetitive, as God sees it - a fresh creation from his hand, demanding its own response in perhaps a wholly new and creative way. Under God he is free over it. He has won through to a purchase over events; he has risen with Christ. — Evelyn Underhill

Peter," she whispered and reached out, touching his cheek. "My little Peterbird? You flew back to me. — Brom

Who that prohibits two people who have different views about God to love each other? — CG9sYXJhZGl0aWE=

By the time I got to high school, I had learned to be more cautious about revealing my dreams. I was reading - and therefore writing - adventure stories. This was before I'd read Isak Dinesen and Mikhail Bulgakov, before Ernest Hemingway and T. Coraghessan Boyle, before I'd read something and really felt it, when writing was still just a compulsion, and my teen-age brain was only bordering on sentience. I filled pages of white space with swashbuckling, rapier-wielding, sidekick-sacrificing, dragon-baiting romance.
(from 'High-School Confidential' in the The New Yorker.) — Tea Obreht

It was because I wanted to know nothing for the rest of my life sweeter than the love Raiden could have for me. It — Kristen Ashley