Mindessons Quotes & Sayings

Writing is solitary. You spend so much time alone and in your own mind, telling stories. — Ruth Ozeki

Perhaps love is to give one's own solitude to others? For it is the very last thing we have to offer.

from "The Gift — Clarice Lispector

In my defense, the corpse was entirely unexpected. — Seanan McGuire

I got some pilot scripts and auditioned for a couple other ones, too. It was just a standard audition, where I kept going in to read and went up the ladder, in terms of people who you're performing for during those auditions. Each step of the way, I was happy with that level of audition. — Tim Kang

Feminism remains a crucial element of any program for social justice today, which is why patriarchal forces attempt to eliminate or marginalize feminist ideas. — Robert Jensen

all monsters were misunderstood. — Tom Franklin

The different techniques will place you in touch with different fields of auric empowerment, creating a balanced development of your practice. — Frederick Lenz

I lean back and tilt my head so all I see are the clouds in the sky. I'm looking back inside my head with my eyes wide open. I still don't know where I'm going; I decided I'm not crazy or alien. It's just that I'm more like one of those kids they find in remote jungles or forests []. A wolf child. And they've dragged me into this fucking schizo-culture, snarling and spitting and walking around on curled knuckles. — David Wojnarowicz

Like charges, charges of the same sign, strongly repel one another. We can think of it as a dedicated mutual aversion to their own kind, a little as if the world were densely populated by anchorites and misanthropes. — Carl Sagan

Astrid looked at Lana, now leaning against the window, and Diana, lost in thought, and reminded herself that at times she had hated Diana. She had told Sam to kill her if necessary. And she had disliked Lana as a short-tempered bitch who sometimes abused her privileges.
She let her mind move beyond these two. Orc, who had been the first to kill in the FAYZ, the first murderer. A vicious drunk. But someone who had died a hero.
Mary. Mother Mary. A saint who had died trying to murder the children she cared for.
Quinn, who had been a faithless worm at the start and had been a pillar at the end.
Albert. She still didn't know quite what to think of Albert, but it was undeniable that far fewer would have walked out of the FAYZ without Albert.
If her own feelings were this conflicted, was it any wonder the rest of the world didn't know what to do with the Perdido survivors? — Michael Grant

She was back on the ground, looking down at the bugs rather than up at the sky. — Ann Brashares

It happened to some people, that obsession with throwing their clothes off at an age when it would be best to keep them on. — Philip Hensher

I'd love to try my hand at something else. — Colin Firth

A good artist is willing to die many times over. What's funny is, I've died so many times. — Billy Corgan

Our identities are as fluid as our personal experiences are diverse. — Raquel Cepeda