Languishing Away Quotes & Sayings

I live my own life and nurse my own wounds. It's not the best way to live. But it's the way I am. — Jeffrey Eugenides

Yet hypotaxis (along with reason) has been declining for a century or more. Gone are those heady and incomprehensible sentences of Johnson, Dickens, and Austen, replaced with the cruel, brutalist parataxes of writers whose aim is to agitate and distress. The long sentence is now a ridiculed rarity, usually hidden away in the Terms and Conditions, its commas and colons, clauses and caveats languishing unread and unloved. — Mark Forsyth

Watch this, Larry. The seeds I saved from last year bring forth plants this year. It's a death, burial, and resurrection. It's this way with the sun also. It comes up in the morning and brings us light all the day long. But in the evening it goes down. Is that the end of the sun? No... It comes up the very next day. Death, burial, and resurrection."
"I never saw it like that, Charlie. Tell me more."
"See Larry, let's go deeper with that. Just for instance, something must die for something to live. You and I eat live substance--whether it is corn or beans, it's a life. That life dies to give us life. Now watch this, Larry. If that works with the physical; then it also works in the spiritual. Jesus Christ had to die to give us life... — Jerrel C. Thomas

The crown is in the heart, and the heart do not change — Victoria Aveyard

Now there was no sign of any foul weather, but when one wishes to do a thing . . . one finds no lack of reasons for the doing. — Howard Pyle

Lori's stomach let out a growl of anticipation as she walked up Jenny's front path, the smell coming from inside was mouth-watering, and having only eating a few slices of bread she was ravenous.
Just as Lori went to knock on the door, Jenny pulled it open with a flourish. Dressed in head to toe paisley, great swathes of silk and chiffon billowed around her.
'Va va voom! You look absolutely stunning darling. Now come straight in and help me with Skippy. I'm having a little trouble getting him into the oven. — Bec Johnson

Serious people never stopped waging their war on joy and pleasure, and they were both relentless and tireless. — Steven Erikson

Remember that the three words that kills learning are "I already know". — Dedy Budiman

Over a four-month period, I sat down and wrote every day. And then there was a novel, and all of a sudden, there were agents and offers. — Melissa Marr

Inculcating the various competing - competing, note - falsehoods of the major faiths into small children is a form of child abuse, and a scandal. — A.C. Grayling

Throughout much of our lives, our association with the temporary has risen. This transitory body, a sack of bones and flesh, is considered erroneously as our true body and we have accepted this temporary condition as conclusive. — George Harrison

Washington likes to threaten the people over whom they exercise power. — Glenn Greenwald

Social media isn't something that you "do", instead you have to "be" social. — Peter Thomson

I wanted to say a certain thing to a certain man, a certain true thing that had crept into my head. I opened my head, at the place provided, and proceeded to pronounce the true thing that lay languishing there - that is, proceeded to propel that trueness, that felicitous trularity, from its place inside my head out into world life. The certain man stood waiting to receive it. His face reflected an eager accepting-ness. Everything was right. I propelled, using my mind, my mouth, all my muscles. I propelled. I propelled and propelled. I felt trularity inside my head moving slowly through the passage provided (stained like the caves of Lascaux with garlic, antihistamines, Berloiz, a history, a history) toward its debut on the world stage. Past my teeth, with their little brown sweaters knitted of gin and cigar smoke, toward its leap to critical scrutiny. Past my lips, with their tendency to flake away in cold weather - — Donald Barthelme

Golf can't be taught, it can only be learned. — Joseph Parent

Fiction is a report from the interior. — Deborah Eisenberg

Never apologize for what you feel. It's like being sorry for being real. — Lil' Wayne