These paper boats of mine are meant to dance on the ripples of hours, and not reach any destination... Rabindranath Tagore

So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past...F. Scott Fitzgerald - The Great Gatsby

We were the people who were not in the papers. We lived in the blank white spaces at the edges of print. It gave us more freedom. We lived in the gaps between the stories.
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On the way to the river are the old dormitories, used for something else now, with their fairy-tale turrets, painted white and gold and blue. When we think of the past it's the beautiful things we pick out. We want to believe it was all like that.
--from Margaret Atwood - The Handmaid's Tale

Reading is the sole means by which we slip, involuntarily, often helplessly, into another's skin, another's voice, another's soul.
- Joyce Carol Oates
Showing posts with label Quote It Saturday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Quote It Saturday. Show all posts

Saturday, August 18, 2012

The Big Little Book of Happy Sadness Quotes


The Big Little Book of Happy Sadness (2008) ~ Colin Thompson - author and illustrator


QUOTES

George lived alone with his grandmother and an empty place where his mother and father should have been.

Most Friday afternoons on his way home from school, in that time before the weekend when lonely people realise just how lonely they are, George visited the dog shelter.

The last cage was where the dogs no one wanted went for a final week before their journey to heaven. George felt at home there. 

In the dark gloom, he found a place where everything seemed lonelier than he was. 


Comment:
On the surface, the quotes paint a gloomy world, yet there is a feeling that this particular place may hold the key to a brighter world for more than George.


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Saturday, August 11, 2012

The Red Piano Quotes


Back cover of The Red Piano (2008) ~ Andre LeBlanc

QUOTES

Pianos are criminal. Pianists are criminals. Schools are closed down. The Communist Party is re-educating everyone.

But what possible purpose does music serve? Can it erase five years of exile, a wasted youth, cold, hunger, filth and imprisonment?

Collecting human compost from the latrines and transporting it to the fields, to fertilise the soil; this is what happens to a rebellious artist.


Yesterday's post presents the opening words of this delightful book HERE!


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Saturday, July 21, 2012

Farmer Giles of Ham



p.9 The time was not one of hurry or bustle. But bustle has very little to do with business.

p.22 The warm summer was followed by a hard winter. It was bitter cold in the mountains and food was scarce. The talk got louder.

p.25 He was a hot dragon when he felt in the mood.

p.33 ...if it is your notion to go dragon-hunting jingling and dingling like Canterbury-Bells, it ain't mine.

p.38 I will pay for the funerals of all the people I have killed, especially the parson of Oakley; he shall have a noble cenotaph - though he was rather lean.

p.40 He was a grammarian and could doubtless see further into the future than others.

p.45 You cannot offer excuses to the King as you can to your neighbours.

p.55 ...nothing pleased him more than finding the miller at a loss for a sneer and the blacksmith quite out of countenance.

p.60 ...the man who has a tame dragon is naturally respected.


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