Quotes
Challenge #505
"There's nothing to mourn about death any more than there is to mourn about the growing of a flower. What is terrible is not death but the lives people live or don't live up until their death. They don't honor their own lives, they piss on their lives. They shit them away. Dumb fuckers. They concentrate too much on fucking, movies, money, family, fucking. Their minds are full of cotton. They swallow God without thinking, they swallow country without thinking. Soon they forget how to think, they let others think for them. Their brains are stuffed with cotton. They look ugly, they talk ugly, they walk ugly. Play them the great music of the centuries and they can't hear it. Most people's deaths are a sham. There's nothing left to die."
Charles Bukowski (The Captain Is Out to Lunch and the Sailors Have Taken Over the Ship)
Challenge #506
"I know what you are learning to endure. There is nothing to be done. Just make sure nothing is wasted. Take notes, remember it all, every insult, every tear. Tattoo it on the inside of your mind. In life, knowledge of the poisons is essential. I've told you, nobody becomes an artist unless they have to."
Janet Fitch (White Oleander)
Challenge #507
"You were born with wings. Why prefer to crawl through life?"
Rumi
Challenge #508
"There's bone dust in my throat
And everything is dead
But it's all right
Take it easy
You bleed so easy"
Acid Bath (Bleed Me an Ocean)
Challenge #509
"You said, 'I Love You.' Why is it that the most unoriginal thing we can say to one another is still the thing we long to hear? 'I Love You' is always a quotation. You did not say it first and neither did I, yet when you say it and when I say it we speak like savages who have found three words and worship them. I did worship them but now I am alone on a rock hewn out of my own body."
Jeanette Winterson (Written on the Body)
Challenge #510
"Over his shoulder I saw a star fall. It was me."
Tracy Chevalier (Falling Angels)
"There's nothing to mourn about death any more than there is to mourn about the growing of a flower. What is terrible is not death but the lives people live or don't live up until their death. They don't honor their own lives, they piss on their lives. They shit them away. Dumb fuckers. They concentrate too much on fucking, movies, money, family, fucking. Their minds are full of cotton. They swallow God without thinking, they swallow country without thinking. Soon they forget how to think, they let others think for them. Their brains are stuffed with cotton. They look ugly, they talk ugly, they walk ugly. Play them the great music of the centuries and they can't hear it. Most people's deaths are a sham. There's nothing left to die."
Charles Bukowski (The Captain Is Out to Lunch and the Sailors Have Taken Over the Ship)
Challenge #506
"I know what you are learning to endure. There is nothing to be done. Just make sure nothing is wasted. Take notes, remember it all, every insult, every tear. Tattoo it on the inside of your mind. In life, knowledge of the poisons is essential. I've told you, nobody becomes an artist unless they have to."
Janet Fitch (White Oleander)
Challenge #507
"You were born with wings. Why prefer to crawl through life?"
Rumi
Challenge #508
"There's bone dust in my throat
And everything is dead
But it's all right
Take it easy
You bleed so easy"
Acid Bath (Bleed Me an Ocean)
Challenge #509
"You said, 'I Love You.' Why is it that the most unoriginal thing we can say to one another is still the thing we long to hear? 'I Love You' is always a quotation. You did not say it first and neither did I, yet when you say it and when I say it we speak like savages who have found three words and worship them. I did worship them but now I am alone on a rock hewn out of my own body."
Jeanette Winterson (Written on the Body)
Challenge #510
"Over his shoulder I saw a star fall. It was me."
Tracy Chevalier (Falling Angels)