“It is time to browse through the precious books that have meant the most to you that you may rediscover illuminating phrases and sentences to light your pathway to the future…”— Wilferd Peterson (via thesearepeopleyouknow)
“Writing is a form of therapy; sometimes I wonder how all those who do not write, compose, or paint can manage to escape the madness, melancholia, the panic and fear which is inherent in a human situation.”—Graham Greene (via recycled-words)
“Stuff your eyes with wonder, live as if you’d drop dead in ten seconds. See the world. It’s more fantastic than any dream made or paid for in factories.”—Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451 (via girlwithoutwings)
“Reading usually precedes writing and the impulse to write is almost always fired by reading. Reading, the love of reading, is what makes you dream of becoming a writer.”—Susan Sontag (via ilovereadingandwriting)
“There are books so alive that you’re always afraid that while you weren’t reading, the book has gone and changed, has shifted like a river; while you went on living, it went on living too, and like a river moved on and moved away. No one has stepped twice into the same river. But did anyone ever step twice into the same book?”—Marina Tsvetaeva (via creationoftheday)
“The books that help you most are those which make you think that most. The hardest way of learning is that of easy reading; but a great book that comes from a great thinker is a ship of thought, deep freighted with truth and beauty.”—Pablo Neruda (via lovingourlife)
“Read sometimes for the story, Bobby. Don’t be like the book snobs who won’t do that. Read sometimes for the words - the language. Don’t be like the play-it-safers that won’t do that. But when you find a book that has both a good story and good words, treasure that book.”—Low Men In Yellow Coats, Hearts In Atlantis (via colinwilkes)
“People think dreams aren’t real just because they aren’t made of matter, of particles. Dreams are real. But they are made of viewpoints, of images, of memories and puns and lost hopes.”—Neil Gaiman (via itookadeepbreath)
“Everyone thinks writers must know more about the inside of the human head, but that is wrong. They know less, that’s why they write. Trying to find out what everyone else takes for granted.”—Lives of the Poets by Margaret Atwood (via isaidtothestar)
“They told us not to wish in the first place, not to aspire, not to try; to be quiet, to play nice, to shoot low and aspire not at all. They are always wrong. Follow your dreams. Make your wishes. Create the future.”—J. Michael Straczynski (via nathanielstuart)
“I read a lot, but not a lot of different books: I like to read my favourites again and again … With my eyes closed, I would touch a familiar book and draw its fragrance deep inside me. This was enough to make me happy.”—Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (Vintage, London: 2003) 37. (via encrebleunoir)
“I have a friend who’s an artist, and he sometimes takes a view which I don’t agree with. He’ll hold up a flower and say, “Look how beautiful it is,” and I’ll agree. But then he’ll say, “I, as an artist, can see how beautiful a flower is. But you, as a scientist, take it all apart and it becomes dull.” I think he’s kind of nutty.
First of all, the beauty that he sees is available to other people — and to me, too, I believe. Although I might not be quite as refined aesthetically as he is, I can appreciate the beauty of a flower. But at the same time, I see much more in the flower than he sees. I can imagine the cells inside, which also have a beauty. There’s beauty not just at the dimension of one centimeter; there’s also the beauty at a smaller dimension.
There are the complicated actions of the cells, and other processes. The fact that the colors in the flower have evolved in order to attract insects to pollinate it is interesting; that means insects can see the colours. That adds a question: does the aesthetic sense we have also exist in lower forms of life? There are all kinds of interesting questions that come from a knowledge of science, which only adds to the excitement and mystery and awe of a flower. It only adds. I don’t understand how it subtracts.”—Richard P. Feynman, What Do you Care What Other People Think? Further Adventures of a Curious Character (Penguin Books, London: 2007). (via encrebleunoir)