Don Quixote ~ On Madness
“When life itself seems lunatic, who knows where madness lies? Perhaps to be too practical is madness. To surrender dreams — this may be madness. Too much sanity may be madness — and maddest of all: to see life as it is, and not as it should be!”
― Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra, Don Quixote
Don Quixote by Honore Daumier
c. 1865 - 1870
Virginia Woolf ~ Solitude
"To love makes one solitary, she thought."
Virginia Woolf, Mrs Dalloway (1925)
Jealousy…the Green-ey’d Monster
Edvard Munch - Jealousy (1895)
“O, beware, my lord, of jealousy;
It is the green-ey'd monster, which doth mock
The meat it feeds on.”
― William Shakespeare, Othello
Eudora Welty ~ On Writing A Novel
Writing a story or a novel is one way of discovering sequence in experience, of stumbling upon cause and effect in the happenings of a writer's own life.
Anais Nin ~ The Role Of A Writer
"The role of a writer is not to say what we all can say, but what we are unable to say."
On the photo Anais Nin with Henry Miller
Saul Bellow ~ On Advice
"When we ask for advice, we are usually looking for an accomplice."
Julio Cortazar ~ An Unreal Reality
“These days, my notion of the fantastic is closer to what we call reality.” —Julio Cortázar
Mikhail Bulgakov ~ The Eyes And The Truth
“The tongue can conceal the truth, but the eyes never! You're asked an unexpected question, you don't even flinch, it takes just a second to get yourself under control, you know just what you have to say to hide the truth, and you speak very convincingly, and nothing in your face twitches to give you away. But the truth, alas, has been disturbed by the question, and it rises up from the depths of your soul to flicker in your eyes and all is lost.”
― Mikhail Bulgakov, The Master and Margarita
Carl Larsson ~ Karin Reading
Karin Reading, 1904
I love books, I love to read, I love to look at books, love to touch books...
James Baldwin ~ The Value Of Reading
“You think your pain and your heartbreak are unprecedented in the history of the world, but then you read. It was books that taught me that the things that tormented me most were the very things that connected me with all the people who were alive, or who had ever been alive.”
― James Baldwin