
“I think too much. I think ahead. I think behind.
I think sideways. I think it all.
If it exists, I’ve fucking thought of it.”
˜Winona Ryder (American Actress, b. October 29, 1971)

“I think too much. I think ahead. I think behind.
I think sideways. I think it all.
If it exists, I’ve fucking thought of it.”
˜Winona Ryder (American Actress, b. October 29, 1971)

“Books, to the reading child, are so much more than books they are dreams and knowledge, they are a future, and a past.”
˜Esther Meynell (b. 1878 – d. February 4, 1955)

“What really knocks me out is a book that, when you’re all done reading it, you wish the author that wrote it was a terrific friend of yours and you could call him up on the phone whenever you felt like it.
That doesn’t happen much, though.”
~ J.D. Salinger (b. January 1, 1919 – d. January 27, 2010)

“I write because there is something I don’t understand, or something that is haunting me. I write to find consolation. I write to discover in things I once found distressing or even unbearable, a beautiful pattern and shape. I write out of love for the people who inspire me. I write to uncover the sublime that rests inside the ordinary tasks and experiences of every day. I write to make my readers smile or even laugh. I write to keep my readers company. I write so that I can say aloud what I’ve been secretly thinking.”
~Finuala Dowling, South African Poet and Writer (b. June 1962)

“We can never give up longing and wishing while we are thoroughly alive. There are certain things we feel to be beautiful and good, and we must hunger after them.”
–from The Mill on the Floss by George Eliot (b. 22 November 1819 – d. 22 December 1880)

“She had always wanted words, she loved them; grew up on them.
Words gave her clarity, brought reason, shape.”
~ Michael Ondaatje, The English Patient

Alice Munro (b. 10 July 1931 – d. 13 May 2024)
Just as we were coming to terms with Rex Murphy’s passing,
another great Canadian has departed.
Rest in peace, Alice Munro.
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