Yukihide Hashimoto Quotes & Sayings

My pen and paper causes a chain reaction, to get your brain relaxing. — Eminem

O God,
here, as so often, I cannot help.
Let me not forget she is your child
and your concern makes mine as nothing. — Madeleine L'Engle

What's there to tell? The people over there embrace for a minute, and then they go inside the house together. They leave the light burning. Then they remember, and it goes out. — Raymond Carver

Self-Portrait at Twenty"

I stood inside myself
like a dead tree or a tower.
I pulled the rope
of braided hair
and high above me
a bell of leaves tolled.

Because my hand
stabbed its brother,
I said: Make it stone.

Because my tongue
spoke harshly, I said:
Make it dust.
And yet
it was not death, but
her body in its green dress
I longed for. That's why
I stood for days in the field
until the grass turned black
and the rain came. — Gregory Orr

It's always amusing to see how much less the political class knows than the rest of us do ... it's never occurred to [the likes of Senators Brownback and Obama] that they bear a worse stigma than any AIDS patient, being almost universally regarded as blowhards, crooks, dopes, and fools. — Stephen D. Cox

It was easy for me to be honest with him because there was nothing to lose. — Emery Lord

The process of reading is reciprocal; the book is no more than a formula, to be furnished out with images out of the reader's mind. — Elizabeth Bowen

So loveliness reigned and stillness, and together made the shape of loveliness itself, a form from which life had parted; solitary like a pool at evening, far distant, seen from a train window, vanishing so quickly that the pool, pale in the evening, is scarcely robbed of its solitude, though once seen. — Virginia Woolf

For man is that ageless creature who has the faculty of becoming of becoming many years younger in a few seconds, and who, surrounded by the walls of the time through which he has lived, floats within them as in a pool the surface-level of which is constantly changing so as to bring him within range now of one epoch, now of another. — Marcel Proust

The only people I really hate are parking attendants. — Alison Jackson