![]() ![]() More via texts, memes and sound bytes, short but profound quotes from books have become ![]() Memorable and interesting quotes from great books. The Castle by Franz Kafka About BookQuotersīookQuoters is a community of passionate readers who enjoy sharing the most meaningful, ― Karen Joy Fowler, quote from The Jane Austen Book Club It prompted three letters to the editor.” They gathered around it and ran up and over it obviously they didn’t know what to do. I told myself I was bringing excitement into their usual humdrum. I was kind of ashamed, but it made for good copy. The ants scrambled for safety, swimming for their lives. So I got a glass of water and I created a flood. I’d run out of political plots, or I was bored with them. I think I may have been reading a biography of Mary Queen of Scots at the time….Īnyway, there was this short news day for the ants. I imagine political upheavals, plots and coups d e’tat, and I reported on them. Even a stamp would have looked like a basketball court. Anyway, imagine how small an ant paper would really be. “I made tiny newspapers of ant events, stamp-sized papers at first, then a bit bigger, too big for ants, it distressed me, but I couldn’t fit the stories otherwise and I wanted real stories, not just lines of something that looked like writing. It was like I could breathe - maybe for the first time.” It was such a relief when I finally began to understand this. They let me know that it was okay not to fit in with everyone else - to be a sensitive person - and that others struggled just like I did. They have me permission to start trying to accept my flaws, my darkness, my insanity. I suddenly realized, after reading their work, that I wasn't unique - that my doubts and fears and insecurities were more universal that I could've ever imagined. These writers revealed the things that existed beneath most humans' seemingly secure and confident exteriors. Books like "Confessions of a Mask" by Yukio Mishima "Tropic of Cancer" by Henry Miller "Try" by Dennis Cooper and, of course, the works of authors like Bukowski, Salinger, Hesse, Bataille, Iceberg Slim, and Murakami. “But, when I was growing up, the one thing that did help me not to feel so isolated and crazy was reading - especially books by authors who fearlessly examined and exposed their highly imperfect inner lives. ― Nic Sheff, quote from Tweak: Growing Up On Methamphetamines The fire courses beneath my muscles - my tendons - the marrow of my bones. The flies gather and vultures circle overhead. I scratch at the wounds these last weeks have left, but I can't break free of them. ![]() Sweat runs in delicate patterns down my back, over my crooked spine and jutting hips. I swallow handfuls of crushed white salt, but the flames burn still - brighter, hotter, deeper. There is something at the back of my eyes- a pressure building, building, building - hot like the flames of seven candles, which no amount of breath can extinguish. They turn my insides black with soot and ash. Seven candles burning and smoking - lit - seven flames of doubt, fear, sorrow, pain, waste, hopelessness, despair. It's like there are seven candles lit in my stomach. “ Honestly, I'm not sure how much longer I can keep doing this. ![]()
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