Best 5099 quotes in «literature quotes» category

A dessert to a deserter in the desert burst, "You trust your thirst. And you are too hot! You scream for ice cream. And believe it or not, I may not be your first. But I might be your lust! Give it a shot...

A deus ex machina will never appear in real life so you best make other arrangements.

Adornment, exoticism, affectation are all willed decadent strategies meant to pervert the texts they made. Decadent texts often live in their descriptive excursions, in their evocation of dreams, mysterious places and states of mind, in their excess of words, not events. The surface of the texts, the sound of the words, point to themselves as manufactured, as illusion. The decadents attempted to create texts that announced themselves as artifice.

Adlar daima insana dert oluyordu. Hayat ve zevkler değişir ama adlar kalır.

A drop of darkness above me hung,within me ruined Rome,within me demolished Rome, where those lands my dream would well travel, before that I want to die without blame,so let me see ten thousand moons to Dream.

Aesthetic criticism returns us to the autonomy of imaginative literature and the sovereignty of the solitary soul, the reader not as a person in society but as the deep self, our ultimate inwardness.

A fantasy is a journey. It is a journey into the subconscious mind, just as psychoanalysis is. Like psychoanalysis, it can be dangerous; and it will change you.

A fear of the unknown: what was that called? Worse yet: a fear of the known.

A force de peindre la vie des autres, il avait oublié de peindre la sienne." On ne se tue pas pour une femme (2000)

A fortress built long ago, Walls made timeless by historic glory. The small girl in the boat slows, To listen to its story.

After all the education I have had, I am reduced to the lowliest place in the house of my in-laws?

Ağıtı asıl yönetenler ölünün kadın akrabalarıydı. Ağıtta eski geleneklerle kurulmuş, soğukkanlılıkla düşünülmüş bir düzen bulunduğu anlaşılıyordu. Akrabalığı uzakça olanlar tabutun yanında biraz duruyorlar, seslerini fazla yükseltmeden ağlayarak bir şeyler söylüyorlardı. Daha yakın olanlar eşikten girer girmez ağlamaya başlıyorlar, ölünün yanına gelince üzerine eğilerek çığlığı koyveriyorlardı. Her kadının ağlayışının ayrı bir ezgisi vardı; bununla duygularını düşüncelerini anlatıyorlardı.

A gifted storyteller should be able to tell their stories in different genres, mediums, and platforms. The art of storytelling is the same since civilization began. Only the way of telling it has changed because of technology. - Kailin Gow on Storytelling

A good adventure is like a good literature. They both descend to the depths of our souls and they become unforgettable all our lives!

A good book, he had concluded, leaves you wanting to reread the book. A great book compels you to reread your own soul. Such books were for him rare and, as he aged, rarer. Still he searched, one more Ithaca for which he was forever bound.

A group of ten prisoners from Dachau, I was with them, we hid in the forest to wait for the Americans. The Germans had already left everything behind. We had food but no weapons. For days we could hear bombs exploding around us. We just wanted to survive long enough for the Americans to control the territory. We didn’t want to die. At that point, our prison uniforms were the only things to keep us from being shot on the spot by the Americans. That was all we had. Who would the Americans believe? Real prisoners or guards dressed as prisoners? Those devils might even say we were the Germans. This was our nightmare.

Ahhh, teaching literature. A noble calling! For we are all stories.

Ah youth, youth! That's what happens when you go steeping your soul into Shakespeare

A lazy summer's day and a long, lost love. Can a poet ask for anything better than a broken heart ordained from above? --the poet; unknown, Orange Room Poems

A la literatura no hay que ponerle cáscaras ni cerrojos. La ficción debe ser pura libertad.

A la estación se la comen las casas adosadas y luego los campos se comen a las casas, primero vacíos y después salpicados de ovejas. La gente se quita el abrigo y enciende los portátiles y se oye un suspiro colectivo. Al otro lado del pasillo una mujer abre una bolsa de patatas con queso y cebolla. Parpadea y se mete cinco en la boca. Se hacen pedazos y suenan como los parásitos de la radio.

A letter Lewis wrote reveals an 18-year-old with the energy of a schoolboy and the tastes of an octogenarian.

A library is more precious than a bank.

A literatura era o melhor brinquedo que se tinha inventado para gozar com as pessoas

A literatura, seja como for, também é uma espécie de aproximação, a busca de uma verdade que não se alcança.

All aspiring writers say these things: "I will not compromise and write a best seller!"—as if they could! There may be a few totally faked-up books that sell, but on the whole I believe every writer writes as well as he can.

All classes in proportion to their lack of travel and familiarity with foreign literature are bellicose, prejudiced against foreigners, fond of fighting as a cruel sport -- in short, dog-like in their notions of foreign policy." [Quoted in Socialism and Foreign Policy and War and the Liberal Conscience]

Allah herşeyi görüyorsa niçin bütün dertleri bir tek kişinin omuzlarına yüklüyor? Bir parça insaflı olamaz mı?

All hen are created equal but some have more feather than others.

All in your thoughts is how you create, prophecy of your future in the present is to stimulate and manipulate what's to come at a later date. Give attention as I put this food for thought on a line and hook like it's spiritual bait.

All people are enslaved by something.

All photos speak a thousand words. This one contained a library.

All the great novels are about obsession and people who are obsessed.

All the latchkey children cursed and smashed bottles, teased about underwear, and puffed on those unfiltered cigarettes that only the cowboys could roll.

All the great stories are about obsession and people who are obsessed.

A lot of people pray for power, house, financial breakthrough, wealth etc. But only few ask God for wisdom. There are so many great power pack man and women of God who lack wisdom.

Although personal calling I sense, Who am I? even if I am, I don't know.

Although all days are equally long regardless of the season, some days are long not only seasonally but by rewards they offer.

Although many things may still need to happen before you identify what your exact work will be, I know that every single person whom you’re meeting and every experience that you’re having is necessary to you discovering your purpose. They are points on a map leading you to the moment where a match will finally be lit and you will be able to see through the darkness.

Although we had had no precise exponents of realism, yet after Pushkin it was impossible for a Russian writer to depart too far from actuality. Even those who did not know what to do with "real life" had to cope with it as best they could. Hence, in order that the picture of life should not prove too depressing, the writer must provide himself in due season with a philosophy.

A man [Joyce] whose earliest stories appeared next to the manure prices in the Irish Homestead knew that columns of prose, like columns of shit, could both recultivate the earth.

A man with wisdom will always have a solution no matter how big his challenges may be. Wisdom makes you a problem solver.

Amerikalıların ara sıra toprak kölesi olmayı istedikleri olur, ama köylü sınıfından olmaya karşı hep direnmişlerdir.

Among the many worlds which man did not receive as a gift of nature, but which he created with his own mind, the world of books is the greatest. Every child, scrawling his first letters on his slate and attempting to read for the first time, in so doing, enters an artificial and complicated world; to know the laws and rules of this world completely and to practice them perfectly, no single human life is long enough. Without words, without writing, and without books there would be no history, there could be no concept of humanity. And if anyone wants to try to enclose in a small space in a single house or single room, the history of the human spirit and to make it his own, he can only do this in the form of a collection of books.

Among the tortures and devastations of life is this then—our friends are not able to finish their stories.

A myth is something that has never happened, but is happening all the time.

Analysis goes a step farther still, and assures us that those impressions of the individual mind to which, for each one of us, experience dwindles down, are in perpetual flight; that each of them is limited by time, and that as time is infinitely divisible, each of them is infinitely divisible also; all that is actual in it being a single moment, gone while we try to apprehend it, of which it may ever be more truly said that it has ceased to be than that it is. To such a tremulous wisp constantly reforming itself on the stream, to a single sharp impression, with a sense in it, a relic more or less fleeting, of such moments gone by, what is real in our life fines itself down.

Ancient literature is a rich history.

And adab towards language means the recognition and acknowledgement of the rightful and proper place of every word in a written or uttered sentence so as not to produce a dissonance in meaning, sound and concept. Literature is called adabiyat in Islam precisely because it is seen as the keeper of civilization, the collector of teachings and statements that educate the self and society with adab such that both are elevated to the rank of the cultured man (insan adabi) and society.

An author who does not support his or her characters does not deserve the support of readers. EVER!