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Archives - August 2001

August 1, 2001

Nothing fruitful ever comes when plants are forced to flower in the wrong season.

– Bette Bao Lord, <em>Spring Moon</em>

August 2, 2001

One's prime is elusive.

– Muriel Spark, <em>The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie</em>

August 3, 2001

Fishing. Something between a sport and a religion.

– Josephine Tey, <em>The Singing Sands</em>

August 4, 2001

The poet is the priest of the invisible.

– Wallace Stevens, <em>Adagia</em>

August 5, 2001

I believe all literature started as gossip.

– Rita Mae Brown, <em>Starting From Scratch</em>

August 6, 2001

Everything is funny as long as it happens to somebody else.

– Will Rogers, <em>The Illiterate Digest</em>

August 7, 2001

Once a word has been allowed to escape, it can never be recalled.

– Horace, <em>Epistles</em>

August 8, 2001

The celebrity is a person who is known for his well-knownness.

– Daniel Boorstin, <em>The Image</em>

August 9, 2001

Certain peace is better than anticipated victory.

– Livy, <em>Ab urbe condita</em>

August 10, 2001

Remarks are not literature.

– Gertrude Stein

August 11, 2001

Pitching is...the art of instilling fear.

– Sandy Koufax, <em>The Gashouse Gang</em>

August 12, 2001

The trouble with our age is that it is all signpost and no destination.

– Louis Kronenberg, <em>Company Matters</em>

August 13, 2001

The is no subject so old that something new cannot be said about it.

– Fyodor Dostoyevski, <em>A Diary of A Writer</em>

August 14, 2001

Any fool can tell the truth but it takes a man of some wit to know how to tell a lie.

– Samuel Butler, <em>Note-Books</em>

August 15, 2001

I just want to say one word to you. Just one word. Are you listening? Plastics.

– Buck Henry and Calder Willingham, <em>The Graduate</em>

August 16, 2001

The supreme happiness in life is the conviction we are loved.

– Victor Hugo, <em>Les Miserables</em>

August 17, 2001

He who only knows his own side of the case, knows little of that.

– John Stuart Mill, On Liberty

August 18, 2001

Whenever I get the urge to exercise, I lay down until it goes away.

– Robert Maynard Hutchins, former President of The University of Chicago.

August 19, 2001

Since flesh can't stay,/ we pass the words along.

– Erica Jong, &quot;Dear Keats&quot;

August 20, 2001

A great man is always willing to be little.

– Ralph Waldo Emerson, <em>Compensation</em>

August 21, 2001

Even bad books are books and, therefore, sacred.

– Gunther Grass, <em>The Tin Drum</em>

August 22, 2001

Genius is an African who dreams up snow.

– Vladimir Nabokov, <em>The Gift</em>

August 23, 2001

There is but one success -- to be able to spend your life in your own way.

– Christopher Morley, <em>Where the Blue Begins</em>

August 24, 2001

Literature is the last banquet between minds.

– Edna O'Brien

August 25, 2001

Music melts all the separate parts of our bodies together.

– Anais Nin, <em>Winter of Artifice</em>

August 26, 2001

Nothing is more humiliating than to see idiots succeed in enterprises we have failed in.

– Gustave Flaubert, <em>Sentimental Education</em>

August 27, 2001

Without the spice of guilt, sin cannot be fully savored.

– Alexander Chase, <em>Perspectives</em>

August 28, 2001

Man is still the most extraordinary computer of all.

– John F. Kennedy

August 29, 2001

Good writing is about telling the truth.

– Anne Lamott, <em>Bird by Bird</em>

August 30, 2001

There is always a but in this imperfect world.

– Anne Bronte, <em>The Tenant of Wildfell Hall</em>

August 31, 2001

How smartly September comes in, like a racing gig, all style, no confusion.

– Eleanor Clarke, <em>Eyes, Etc.</em>