Thou shalt have one God only: who Would be at the expense of two?
Unless you catch ideas on the wing and nail them down, you will soon cease to have any.
A feminist is any woman who tells the truth about her life
Let us simmer over our incalculable cauldron, our enthralling confusion, our hotchpotch of impulses, our perpetual miracle - for the soul throws up wonders every second. Movement and change are the essence of our being; rigidity is death; conformity is death; let us say what comes into our heads, repeat ourselves, contradict ourselves, fling out the wildest nonsense, and follow the most fantastic fancies without caring what the world does or thinks or says. For nothing matters except life.
I am in the mood to dissolve in the sky.
I am rooted, but I flow.
Beauty was not everything. Beauty had this penalty — it came too readily, came too completely. It stilled life — froze it.
When you're looking around for metaphor or simile, I do think it's often helpful to keep inside the world of the book, to gather your comparisons from the stuff particular to that world - be they king salmon and aviation fuel, or pot roasts and spatulas.
Only lies and evil come from letting people off.
That's my job - to make sure everything is great.
Clouseau: Does yer dewg bite? Inn Keeper: No Clouseau: Nice Doggy (bends down to pet a dachshund - it snarls and bites him) I thought you said yer dewg did not bite! Inn Keeper: Zat. . . iz not my dog!