Catherynne M. Valente Quotes
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Our technology promises the magic of constant connectedness. Yet we feel loss in being atomized on separate screens, trapped in filter bubbles of belief, bobbing in a sharing economy in which the technologists seem to own all the shares.
Anand Giridharadas
When it becomes economically possible, building will become montage.
Ludwig Mies van der Rohe
How did an allegedly free people spawn a vast, rampant cuttlefish of dominion with its tentacles in every orifice of the body politic?
P. J. O'Rourke
But it struck him that people are not really dead until they are felt to be dead. As long as there is some misunderstanding about them, they possess a sort of immortality.
E. M. Forster
I shoot fantasy. If you want reality, ride the bus
David LaChapelle
War, at the best, is terrible, and this war of ours, in its magnitude and in its duration, is one of the most terrible.
Abraham Lincoln
Because you can never go from going out to being friends, just like that. It's a lie. It's just something that people say they'll do to take the permanence out of a breakup. And someone always takes it to mean more than it does, and then is hurt even more when, inevitably, said ‘friendly' relationship is still a major step down from the previous relationship, and it's like breaking up all over again. But messier.
Sarah Dessen
Water its living strength first shows, When obstacles its course oppose.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
The word "artist" means man unless qualified by the category "woman.
Whitney Chadwick
History teaches us that the cause of humanity is only advanced through strife. There’s no Renaissance without the Dark Ages.
Casper Crump
It is as if the ordinary language we use every day has a hidden set of signals, a kind of secret code.
William Stafford
Rooms in one of those spacious old houses with the large windows facing the sun, and plenty of books—if I were that abstracted but happy form of reptile called a bookworm, which I believed I am prevented from being only by my sex, the genus, I am told, being persistently male, I would take care to spend at least one of my life’s winters in Putbus. How divinely quiet it would be. What a place for him who intends to pass an examination, to write a book, or who wants the crumples got by crushing together too long with his fellows to be smoothed out of his soul.
Elizabeth von Arnim
