Literature Quotes Quotes

To maintain your honesty , one must know to keep alive the spirit of chidhood

~ Tushar Upreti

Sometimes it is our mistakes that make us the best among men in the world. if we listen to the voices of the world, they speak not to degrade us but to encourage us to overcome that which we have been ultimately blessed with... for what more could we lose if we never choose to overcome anything? I tell you that you are dead if you are foolish enough to not try.

~ Danish Sayanee

Poetry is not a mere expression of a poet's self, but an enchantment, a spell of the muse, the inspiration. Poetry is thus magic and magic is poetry.

~ Shilpa Sandesh

Human communication and literature are all made of words; thus, it’s hard to overestimate their unbelievable power.

~ Sahara Sanders

We're not made to wallow in pleasure. Pleasure is joy's assassin.

~ Mary Karr

Joy, it is, which I’ve never known before, only pleasure or excitement. Joy is a different thing, because its focus exists outside the self – delight in something external, not satisfaction of some inner craving.

~ Mary Karr

Good is not always good.

~ Dejan Stojanovic

You may be ableto fly to heaven with my love.But for real, my love is onlya cheap wine.Seriously,Only God’s love is the precious wine.And She evengives it to everyone.For free!

~ Subhan Zein

Words are living things.

~ Eric Onyango Otieno

What a face this girl possessed!—could I not gaze at it every day I would need to recreate it through painting, sculpture, or fatherhood until a second such face is born.

~ Roman Payne

Without books, everything would have been crooked. Without books, the wisdom in books today would have been fairy and folk tales. Without books the whole truth about life would have been imaginations and a guessing game

~ Ernest Agyemang Yeboah

Man has reached the moon, but twenty centuries ago a poet knew the enchantments that would make the moon come down to earth.

~ Julio Cortázar

It was a wonderful experience. She mistrusted his very slumbers--and she seemed to think I could tell her why! Thus a poor mortal seduced by the charm of an apparition might have tried to wring from another ghost the tremendous secret of the claim the other world holds over a disembodied soul astray amongst the passions of this earth. The very ground on which I stood seemed to melt under my feet. And it was so simple too; but if the spirits evoked by our fears and our unrest have ever to vouch for each other's constancy before the forlorn magicians that we are, then I--I alone of us dwellers in the flesh--have shuddered in the hopeless chill of such a task.

~ Joseph Conrad

There was an inevitability about the road towards each other which encouraged meandering along the route.

~ Zadie Smith

Literature is the most noble of professions. In fact, it is about the only one fit for a man. For my own part, there is no seducing me from the path. I shall be a litterateur, at least, all my life; nor would I abandon the hopes which still lead me on for all the gold in California.”EDGAR ALLAN POE TO FREDERICK WILLIAM THOMASFEBRUARY 14, 1849

~ Andrew Barger

To influence a person is to give him one's own soul.

~ Oscar Wilde

Here rests his head upon the lap of earthA youth to fortune and to fame unknown.Fair Science frowned not on his humble birth,And Melancholy marked him for her own.

~ Thomas Gray

Occasionally a car swooshed by in the rain and its headlights would swing round momentarily and illuminate the room-the pool table, snowshoes on the wall and the rowing machine, the armchair in which Henry sat, motionless, a glass in his hand and the cigarette burning low between his fingers. For a moment his face, pale and watchful as a ghost's, would be caught in the headlights and then, very gradually, it would slide back into the dark.

~ Donna Tartt

Great literary works are not measured by the number of words, but by the impact they create.

~ Luffina Lourduraj

so heavy with sorrow , so full of pain

~ Avaviolet

I'm accustomed to thinking of literature as a search for knowledge; in order to move onto existential terrain I need to consider it in relation to anthropology, ethnology, and mythology.

~ Italo Calvino

People recover differently. Some change cities, some fall in love and some begin writing.

~ Kanza Javed

Unseen, one summer eve, you kissed me in four places.

~ James Joyce

There it was, happiness in a backward glance: happiness and the certainty of hope.

~ Samantha Bruce-Benjamin

Joy, it is, which I've never known before, only pleasure or excitement. Joy is a different thing, because its focus exists outside the self-delight in something external, not satisfaction of some inner craving.

~ Mary Karr

Don't for God's sake speak as saint to sinner, but as you yourself to me myself - poor me!

~ Thomas Hardy

Only when the flower vase will be itself in bloom, only then we got the real wonder of poetry

~ George G. Asztalos

The world of literature is a sacred mirror that shows not the reality around us but the dreams and fears that reality stimulates: It’s not where we live, but life itself.

~ Dennis Vickers

I love rain because tears can not be seen in rain.

~ Charlie Chaplin

To be stories at all they must be a series of events: but it must be understood that this series - the plot, as we call it - is only really a new whereby to catch something else.

~ C.s. Lewis

Geography and mileage mean nothing. Separate is a single word that covers all distances that aren't together.

~ Rivera Sun

Like Solzhenitsyn, I shall return, one bright dusk.

~ David Mitchell

The way contemporary literature is emerging, soon we can expect Item poetry in novels.

~ Himmilicious

Excessive literary production is a social offense.

~ George Elliot.

That was the Old Man’s favorite song. “Blow Ye Trumpet.” Them Negroes was far away from the doings on the plaza where the Old Man was to hang, way out from it. But they sang it loud and clear….Blow ye trumpet blowBlow ye trumpet blow….You could hear their voices for a long way, seemed like they lifted up and carried all the way into the sky, lingering in the air long afterward. And up above the church, high above it, a strange black-and-white bird circled ‘round, looking for a tree to roost on, a bad tree, I expect, so he could alight upon it and get busy, so that it would someday fall and feed the others.

~ James Mcbride

The road to heaven isn’t much of a road,” he was saying. “It’s more like a dusty trail, roughly cut out through the underbrush. Most people don’t even notice it. It doesn’t look like a path at all, so they walk right by. Others see it, but don’t go down it because it’s ugly. Dirty. Difficult. Overgrown. If they took the road to heaven, their progress would be slow, maybe immeasurable. They’d have to give up a lot because the path is narrow.

~ Bonnie Grove

But you raised a ruckus about and threatened to perform a Julius Caesarian on anybody on anybody who calls April the cruelest month- I was Damn born out of the loins of my father in the spring of April, you claimed. Surgeon, you stood up for the month of buds and bitches like a true Kuon Kunos

~ Aporva Kala