Quotation analects
• I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.
– T.S. Eliot
• I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another til I drop. The is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.
– Jack Kerouac
• Music is the universal language of mankind.
– Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
• I exist as I am, that is enough.
– Walt Whitman
• No, vertigo is something other than the fear of falling. It is the voice of emptiness below us which temps and lures us, it is the desire to fall, against which, terrified, we defend ourselves.
– Milan Kundera
• We’re not our skin of grim, we’re not dread bleak dusty imageless locomotives, we’re golden sunflowers inside, blessed by our own seed and hairy naked accomplishment-bodies growing into mad black formal sunflowers in the sunset, spied on by our own eyes under the shadow of the mad locomotive riverbank sunset frisco hilly tincan evening sitdown vision..
– Allen Ginsberg
• I grow old…I grow old..
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled,
Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
I do not think that they will sing to me.
I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown black
When the wind blows the water white and black
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with red and brown
Til human voices wake us, and we drown.
– T.S. Eliot
• The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible.
– Vladimir Nabokov
• Without music life would be a mistake.
– Nietzsche
