Quote Collection đ
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âï»żWealth is a nightmare. With each cherished thing we buy, we lose a thing we dream about."âKafka Asagiri, Bungo Stray Dogs
âï»żThat nï»żight under the peach blossom tree, we made a vow.â âGene Luen Yang, Boxers and Saints
âThere is reason, after all, that some people wish to colonize the moon, and others dance before it as an ancient friend.â âBaldwin, No Name in the Street
âï»żWho the hell is James Baldwin?â âGeorge Santos
âï»żTo say we must be free of air, while admitting to knowing no other source of breath, is what I have tried to do here.â âFrank Wilderson III, Red, White & Black
âAll wars are fought twice, the first time on the battlefield, the second time in memory.â âViet Thanh Nguyen
âThe world may be mean, but people donât have to be, not if they refuse.â âColson Whitehead, The Underground Railroad
âCora didnât know what optimistic meant. She asked the other girls that night if they were familiar with the word. None of them had heard it before. She decided that it meant trying.â âColson Whitehead, The Underground Railroad
âTell me, at what velocity does joy travel?â âClint Smith, Counting Descent
âï»żCome help me bottle autumnâs setting sun, weâll tuck away glass jars of dying rays.â âCrystal Zhang
âï»żMy relationship to English is one that the language never anticipated would occur.â âChen Chen
âï»żWhat more is there to say but to ask softly, âOhâyouâre here too?ââ âEileen Chang, âLoveâ
âYou know, they straightened out the Mississippi River in places, to make room for houses and livable acreage. Occasionally the river floods these places. âFloodsâ is the word they use, but in fact it is not flooding; it is remembering. Remembering where it used to be." âToni Morrison, âThe Site of Memoryâ
âMa. You once told me that memory is a choice. But if you were god, youâd know itâs a flood.â â Ocean Vuong, On Earth Weâre Briefly Gorgeous
âIt is the irony of a ship burning at sea, surrounded by the very thing that could save us.â âClint Smith, Counting Descent
âï»żThis is about hope, sure, but not in the way that it is often packaged as an antithesis to that which is burning.â âHanif Abdurraqib
âRemember: The rules, like streets, can only take you to known places.â âOcean Vuong, On Earth Weâre Briefly Gorgeous
âï»żPeople, unlike trees, thrive by relocation."âChenhao Tan
âï»żThe ideas of racecraft are⊠social factsâlike six o âclock, both an idea and a reality.â âKaren E. Fields and Barbara J. Fields, Racecraft
âGon, you are light. Sometimes, you shine so brightly, I must look away. But even so, is it still okay if I stay at your side?â Yoshihiro Togashi, Hunter x Hunter
âSOONJA: âOh? What is a grandma like?â DAVID: âThey make cookies! They say nice things! They donât wear menâs underwear!ââ âLee Isaac Chung, Minari
âJust got back from the centrist rally. Amazing turnout. Thousands of people holding hands and chanting âBetter things arenât possible.ââ âInternet Hippo
âï»żWhen we hold each other in our humanity, what other outcome could there be? Vengeance is not justice.â âMariame Kaba
âï»żlooking for open heart surgery without the knifeâ âHaki R. Madhubuti
âï»żA certain man once told me that writing novels is writing people. You cannot write about someoneâs life after you rob them of it. Thatâs why I will never kill again.â âKafka Asagiri, Bungo Stray Dogs
âï»żYou ainât got infinite wiggles.â âKevin Garnett
âï»żWe look at the world once, in childhood. The rest is memory.â âLouise GlĂŒck
âï»żThe music disappears like itâs been swallowed up by quicksand. I yank off my headphones and listen. Silence, I discover, is something you can actually hear.â âMurakami, Kafka on the Shore
âWe should be so close to each other to make it not only unnecessary to write letters, but the excessive closeness would even make it impossible to speak.â âKafka, letter to Felice Bauer, December 24, 1912
âï»żthe tree we have never been able to climb / because we are kids / but now we are kids who just watched Indiana Jonesâ âPhil Kaye, Date and Time
âï»żA story should have a beginning, a middle, and an end, but not necessarily in that order.â âJean-Luc Godard
âï»żWhen youâre not thinking of anything good and anything bad, at that moment, what is your original face?â âHuineng
âï»żâWhatever you now find weird, ugly, uncomfortable and nasty about a new medium will surely become its signature. CD distortion, the jitteriness of digital video, the crap sound of 8-bit - all of these will be cherished and emulated as soon as they can be avoided. Itâs the sound of failure: so much modern art is the sound of things going out of control, of a medium pushing to its limits and breaking apart. The distorted guitar sound is the sound of something too loud for the medium supposed to carry it. The blues singer with the cracked voice is the sound of an emotional cry too powerful for the throat that releases it. The excitement of grainy film, of bleached-out black and white, is the excitement of witnessing events too momentous for the medium assigned to record them.â âBrian Eno
âJet-lagged and sleepless, weâd snack on homemade banchan in the blue dark of Grandmaâs humid kitchen while my relaÂtives slept.â âMichelle Zauner
âï»żAnd one day five summers ago, when you couldnât put gas in your car, when your fridge was so emptyânot even leftovers or condimentsâthere was a single twenty-ounce bottle of Mountain Dew, which you paid for with your last damn dime, because you once overheard me say that I liked it."âMatthew Olzmann
âï»żYou canât un-saw a tree. But you canât unsee one either.â âJohn Green, âThe Broccoli Treeâ
âï»żI have met many men who were more learned in their philosophising, but their philosophy remained, as it were, external to them. Wanting to know more than other people, they studied the workings of the universe, as they might have studied some machine they had come across, out of sheer curiosity. They studied human nature, in order to speak knowledgeably about it, not in order to know themselves.â âRousseau, Reveries of the Solitary Walker
âYou know, Jin, I wouldâve saved myself from five hundred yearsâ imprisonment beneath a mountain of rock had I only realized how good it is to be a monkey.â âGene Luen Yang, American Born Chinese
âEverything has changed on the surface and nothing else has been touched⊠In a way, the state is more powerful than ever, because it has given us so many tokens.â âBaldwin, I Heard it Through the Grapevine
âï»żIf I love my friends, Iâm going to tell them. Thereâs no reason to hold back. The world needs a little more love in general.â