
„I try to forget what happiness was,
and when that don't work, I study the stars.“
— Derek Walcott Saint Lucian–Trinidadian poet and playwright 1930 - 2017
"After the Storm"
— Derek Walcott Saint Lucian–Trinidadian poet and playwright 1930 - 2017
"After the Storm"
— Abdel Fattah el-Sisi Current President of Egypt 1954
Remarks by el-Sisi on Sinai liberation celebrations day (28 April 2013) regarding the Egyptian soldiers killed before http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-x1xN8LUYG4.
— Dylan Moran Irish actor and comedian 1971
On drugs and middle-age.
— Dorothy Parker American poet, short story writer, critic and satirist 1893 - 1967
— Alastair Reynolds British novelist and astronomer 1966
Chapter 41 (p. 606)
— Samuel Beckett Irish novelist, playwright, and poet 1906 - 1989
Context: To decompose is to live too, I know, I know, don't torment me, but one sometimes forgets. And of that life too I shall tell you perhaps one day, the day I know that when I thought I knew I was merely existing and that passion without form or stations will have devoured me down to the rotting flesh itself and that when I know that I know nothing, am only crying out as I have always cried out, more or less piercingly, more or less openly. Let me cry out then, it's said to be good for you. Yes let me cry out, this time, then another time perhaps, then perhaps a last time.
— Carolyn Keene, Nancy's Mysterious Letter