Wilderness In The Scarlet Letter Quotes & Sayings

And I knew what I wanted: I would settle in a hill station and write my novel. I had visions of myself at a table on a large veranda, my notes spread out in front of me next to a steaming cup of tea. Green hills heavy with mists would lie at my feet and the shrill cries of monkeys would fill my ears. The weather would be just tight, requiring a light sweater mornings and evenings, and something short-sleeved midday. Thus set up, pen in hand, for the sake of greater truth, I would turn Portugal into a fiction. That's what fiction is about, isn't it, the selective transforming the reality? The twisting of it to bring out its essence? What need did I have to go to Portugal? — Yann Martel

Annabelle was silent for a moment and then sighed, concluding with a shake of her head, 'Jesus wouldn't try to kidnap me.'" p.63 — Ruth Apollonia

I just do whatever I feel. Whatever the beat makes me say, I do that and I run with that. — Meek Mill

We move to the dance floor. We face each other. She puts one hand on my shoulder and the other hand in mine. We start to dance. At some point Ema moves closer. She rests her head on my shoulder.
I barely move. I barely breath.
I just want this moment to last. — Harlan Coben

I'd like to be proven wrong on the difficulty of handling the medical side-effects of long term exposure to deep space (both microgravity induced illnesses and radiation damage). — Charles Stross

But we have to learn to be free. We have to, Nell. Doesn't mean happy all the time, or okay all the time. It's okay not to be okay. I told you that, but I'm relearning it myself. But not being okay doesn't mean you stop living. — Jasinda Wilder

The most common cause of death among alpha males was ego. — Nelson DeMille

It is a simple feat of scientific electrical engineering - only expensive - blind, faint-hearted, doubting world. — Nikola Tesla

Immeasurable change is nobody's merit. — Toba Beta

She had wandered, without rule or guidance, into a moral wilderness ... Her intellect and heart had their home, as it were, in desert places, where she roamed as freely as the wild Indian in his woods ... The scarlet letter was her passport into regions where other women dared not tread. Shame, Despair, Solitude! These had been her teachers - stern and wild ones - and they had made her strong, but taught her much amiss. — Nathaniel Hawthorne

Time doesn't stop. Your life doesn't stop and wait until you get ready to start living it. — Wendell Berry