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The universe is made up of stories, not of atoms.
The universe is made up of stories, not of atoms.
Truth must necessarily be stranger than fiction, for fiction is the creation of the human mind and therefore congenial to read more
Truth must necessarily be stranger than fiction, for fiction is the creation of the human mind and therefore congenial to it.
In literature as in love we are astounded by what is chosen by others.
In literature as in love we are astounded by what is chosen by others.
Literature becomes the living memory of a nation.
Literature becomes the living memory of a nation.
The difficulty of literature is not to write, but to write what you mean; not to affect your reader, but read more
The difficulty of literature is not to write, but to write what you mean; not to affect your reader, but to affect him precisely as you wish.
Literature for me isn't a workaday job, but something which involves desires, dreams and fantasy.
Literature for me isn't a workaday job, but something which involves desires, dreams and fantasy.
I dare say I am compelled, unconsciously compelled, now to write volume after volume, as in past years I was read more
I dare say I am compelled, unconsciously compelled, now to write volume after volume, as in past years I was compelled to go to sea, voyage after voyage. Leaves must follow upon each other as leagues used to follow in the days gone by, on and on to the appointed end, which, being truth itself, is one -- one for all men and for all occupations.
A novel is a mirror carried along a main road.
A novel is a mirror carried along a main road.
But wherefore thou alone? Wherefore with theeCame not all hell broke loose? Is pain to themLess pain, less to be read more
But wherefore thou alone? Wherefore with theeCame not all hell broke loose? Is pain to themLess pain, less to be fled, or thou than theyLess hardy to endure? Courageous chief,The first in flight from pain, hadst thou allegedTo thy deserted host this cause of flight,Thou surely hadst not come sole fugitive. - Paradise Lost.
