Marcel Proust Quotes
Many years have passed since that night. The wall of the staircase up which I had watched the light of his candle gradually climb was long ago demolished. And in myself, too, many things have perished which I imagined would last for ever, and new ones have arisen, giving birth to new sorrows and new joys which in those days I could not have foreseen, just as now the old are hard to understand.
Marcel Proust
Quotes to Explore
When you're young, with less on the line, it's easier to be audacious, to experiment. So I introduced the concerns of my generation - politics, sex, drugs, rock-and-roll, etc. - to the comics page, which for many years caused a rolling furor.
Garry Trudeau
Characters are so important to a story that they actually decide where the story is going. When I write, I know my characters. I know how things are going to end, and I know some important incidents along the way.
E. L. Konigsburg
I have never refused to talk to any authorities or give them any information I had.
Sam Sheppard
I wish I got invited to more luaus. I really do!
Zooey Deschanel
Everything has a place and time.
Kabir Bedi
What I really learned in the army was how to be a pacifist.
Utah Phillips
I love to sing 'Stay' every night... because people sing along. And they do sing along - loudly!
Jennifer Nettles
Sugarland
The entire island knows our father, Fred Hemmings, Jr. - kids, adults, surfers, the governor, grocery clerks, gang members who call our house at night and threaten to kill us as soon as they get out of jail. Fred was a world-champion surfer and is now a well-known, controversial politician.
Kaui Hart Hemmings
I think somehow you need to get to a certain point in your life where the notion of failure is absurd.
Jeff Tweedy
There are times I might coach one or two workouts a year when the regular coach gets caught in traffic.
Mark Spitz
Of all the portions of life it is in the two twilights, childhood and age, that tears fall with the most frequency; like the dew at dawn and eve.
William R. Alger
Many years have passed since that night. The wall of the staircase up which I had watched the light of his candle gradually climb was long ago demolished. And in myself, too, many things have perished which I imagined would last for ever, and new ones have arisen, giving birth to new sorrows and new joys which in those days I could not have foreseen, just as now the old are hard to understand.
Marcel Proust