Archives - July 2011
July 1, 2011
I've seen a look in dogs' eyes, a quickly vanishing look of amazed
contempt, and I am convinced that basically dogs think humans are
July 2, 2011
I am learning all the time. The tombstone will be my diploma.
July 3, 2011
Those who won our independence believed liberty to be the secret of
happiness and courage to be the secret of liberty.
July 4, 2011
I can be changed by what happens to me, but I refuse to be reduced
July 5, 2011
We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in
July 6, 2011
Originality is the fine art of remembering what you hear but
forgetting where you heard it.
July 7, 2011
I do things like get in a taxi and say, "The library, and step on
July 8, 2011
He that is good for making excuses is seldom good for anything
July 9, 2011
You're an interesting species. An interesting mix. You're capable
of such beautiful dreams, and such horrible nightmares. You feel so
lost, so cut off, so alone, only you're not. See, in all our
searching, the only thing we've found that makes the emptiness
bearable, is each other.
July 10, 2011
Every life has a measure of sorrow, and sometimes this is what
July 11, 2011
Consistency is contrary to nature, contrary to life. The only
completely consistent people are dead.
July 13, 2011
Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives they must lead.
July 14, 2011
To be left alone is the most precious thing one can ask of the modern world.
July 14, 2011
If you're skating on thin ice, you might as well dance.
July 15, 2011
I put my book down and for an instant felt
a perfect balance between waking and dreams.
But when the plane touched concrete, then
assiduously circled the airport's labyrinth,
I once again knew nothing.
July 16, 2011
We all live with the objective of being happy; our lives are all
different and yet the same.
July 17, 2011
I don't want to give any advice to a 19-year-old, because I want a
19-year-old to make mistakes and learn from them. Make mistakes,
make mistakes, make mistakes. Just make sure they're your
July 18, 2011
That is my major preoccupation: memory, the kingdom of memory. I
want to protect and enrich that kingdom, glorify that kingdom and
July 19, 2011
One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.
July 20, 2011
The reason I talk to myself is because I'm the only one whose
answers I accept.
July 21, 2011
We search for patterns, you see, only to find where the patterns
break. And it's there, in that fissure, that we pitch our tents and
July 22, 2011
The most sophisticated people I know --- inside they are all
July 23, 2011
The greatest calling of all is to have a literary life.
July 24, 2011
That is my problem with life, I rush through it, like I'm being
chased. Even things whose whole point is slowness, like drinking
relaxing tea. When I drink relaxing tea I suck it down as if I'm in
a contest for who can drink relaxing tea the quickest.
July 25, 2011
Reading is a conversation. All books talk. But a good book listens
July 26, 2011
I have an everyday religion that works for me. Love yourself first,
and everything else falls into line.
July 27, 2011
There is no such thing as an empty space or an empty time. There is
always something to see, something to hear. In fact, try as we may
to make a silence, we cannot.
July 28, 2011
Nothing ever begins. There is no first moment; no single word or
place from which this or any other story springs.
July 29, 2011
A study in the Washington Post says that women have better
verbal skills than men. I just want to say to the authors of that
July 30, 2011
It's not the size of the dog in the fight, it's the size of the
fight in the dog.