"You have remained with me even in the missing of you."

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Call Me Ishmael Tonight: A Book of Ghazals by Agha Shahid Ali

 

"In the sun all men look like him, slim-built with olive eyes and crooked noses. They smoke Gauloises like he does...She can feel the moon's yearning for water, the hot core of the Earth, the will of the stars, she is magnetic and electric and feverish."

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If Only by Vigdis Hjorth

 

"This is how deep I was lost, my darling, in a love so narcotic I possessed unimpaired splendour having no other want or wish."

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A Year of Last Things: Poems by Michael Ondaatje


"...Venetian cristallo glass doesn't apologize for its weakness. It admits its delicacy; it is confident enough to demand careful treatment; it makes the world understand that it could be easily damaged."
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Art Against Despair by The School of Life

 

"The painting is titled The Anatomy Lessons of Dr. Nicolas Tulp...the presiding Dr. Tulp, with immense composure and dignity, has peeled back the skin on the arm of the corpse, revealing its muscle, tendons, and bone. A ring of men, all in black coats and white starched collars, stand on the periphery and dissolve into shadows; several of them lean far into the light, their faces transfixed by the body displayed before them."

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Linguaphile: A Life of Language Love by Julie Sedivy


"Songs are easy, he said. I mean on the page. That's hard. Then you're a writer, she said. A writer is someone who finds writing more difficult than other people do."


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Don't Be a Stranger by Susan Minot

 

"But, after all, the only thing that makes anybody interesting is their dedication, and when there was religion they could at least be dedicated to their religion, which was something. But I do think that, if you can find a person totally without belief, but totally dedicated to futility, then you will find the more exciting person."

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Interviews with Francis Bacon by David Sylvester

 

"She was left breathless, drenched in icy sweat, but she appealed to her primal instincts to not feel inferior or let herself feel less than him, and they threw themselves into the inconceivable pleasure of brute force subjugated by tenderness."

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Until August by Gabriel García Márquez

 

"The ancient Greek word for "spectator" was theoros, from which we get the word theoria, theory. Theoria is linked to the verb "to see," theorein, which takes place in a theater, a theatron, to name the act of spectating."

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Tragedy, the Greeks and Us by Simon Critchley

 

"Mahler wrote music to these lyrics DARK IS LIFE. SPRING IS HERE. THE BIRDS ARE SINGING."

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Still Life with Remorse by Maira Kalman

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