Evensong Book Quotes & Sayings

Imagination is the real and eternal world of which this vegetable universe is but a faint shadow. — William Blake

Switzerland is my favorite place now, because it's so - nothing. There is absolutely nothing to do. — Andy Warhol

When it stops being enough for you to simply be right, and you start thinking of your ideas as also being righteous - that's when you are most certain to be completely wrong. II — Sascha Saintevic

Bunglers and pedants judge art according to genre; they approve of this and dismiss that genre, but instead of genres, the open-minded connoisseur appreciates only individual works. — Franz Grillparzer

FOR A VERY LONG MOMENT WE ALL STOOD IN A FROZEN tableau of hostile indecision. Debs and Recht stared at each other, Deke breathed through his mouth, and I tried to decide whether assisting the fallen woman was technically within my jurisdiction as a blood-spatter analyst. And then there was a clatter at the front door and I heard a minor commotion behind me. "Shit," a male voice called out, quite clearly. "Shit, shit, shit." It was impossible to argue with the general sentiment, but nevertheless I turned around to see if I could gather some specifics. A middle-aged man hurried toward us. He was tall and soft-looking and had close-cropped gray hair and a matching beard. He slid to one knee beside Mrs. Aldovar and picked up her hand. "Hey, Emily? Honey?" he said as he patted her hand. "Come on, Em." I — Jeff Lindsay