“A horse! A horse! My kingdom for a horse! Richard, Act V, scene iv.”
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“Off with his head! Richard, Act III, scene iv.”
“Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York. Richard, Act I, scene i.”
“Good frend for Jesus sake forbeare To digg the dust encloased heare Blese be the man that spares these stones And curst be he that moves my bones Shakespeare's epitaph”
“I gyve unto my wief my second best bed with the furniture Shakespeare's will”
“Crabbed age and youth cannot live together: Youth is full of pleasure, age is full of care The Passionate Pilgrim : A Madrigal; there is some doubt about the authorship of this.”
“That deep torture may be called a hell, When more is felt than one hath power to tell. The Rape of Lucrece .”
“Time 's glory is to calm contending kings, To unmask falsehood, and bring truth to light . The Rape of Lucrece .”
“Beauty itself doth of itself persuade The eyes of men without an orator. The Rape of Lucrece (1594).”
“The Merry Wives of Windsor”
“Juana Inés de la Cruz”
“Sólo con una ardiente paciencia conquistaremos la espléndida ciudad que dará luz, justicia y dignidad a todos los hombres. Así la poesía no habrá cantado en vano. Only with a burning patience can we conquer the splendid City which will give light, justice and dignity to all mankind. In this way the song will not have been sung in vain.”
“La Barcarola Termina (The Watersong Ends) (1967), trans. Anthony Kerrigan in Selected Poems by Pablo Neruda [Houghton Mifflin, 1990, ISBN 0”
“Es la hora, amor mío, de apartar esta rosa sombría, cerrar las estrellas, enterrar la ceniza en la tierra: y, en la insurrección de la luz, despertar con los que despertaron o seguir en el sueño alcanzando la otra orilla del mar que no tiene otra orilla. It is time, love, to break off that sombre rose, shut up the stars and bury the ash in the earth; and, in the rising of the light, wake with those who awoke or go on in the dream, reaching the other shore of the sea which has no other shore.”
“Religión en el Este (Religion in the East) from Memorial of Isla Negra [ Memorial de Isla Negra ] (1964), trans. by Anthony Kerrigan in Selected Poems by Pablo Neruda [Houghton Mifflin, 1990, ISBN 0”
“Poesía (Poetry) from Memorial de Isla Negra (Memorial of Isla Negra) (1964), Selected Poems by Pablo Neruda [Houghton Mifflin, 1990, ISBN 0”
“Y algo golpeaba en mi alma, fiebre o alas perdidas, y me fui haciendo solo, descifrando aquella quemadura y escribí la primera línea vaga, vaga, sin cuerpo, pura, tontería pura sabiduría del que no sabe nada, y vi de pronto el cielo desgranado y abierto. And something started in my soul, fever or forgotten wings, and I made my own way, deciphering that fire, and I wrote the first faint line, faint, without substance, pure nonsense, pure wisdom of someone who knows nothing, and I suddenly saw the heavens unfastened and open.”
“Soliloquio en Tinieblas (Soliloquy at Twilight) from Estravagario (Book of Vagaries) (1958).”
“Mi amor se nutre de tu amor, amada My love feeds on your love, beloved From "Si Tu Me Olvidas"”
“Oda a la Bella Desnuda (Ode to a Beautiful Nude) , from Nuevas Odas Elementales (1956), trans. Nathaniel Tarn in Selected Poems by Pablo Neruda [Houghton Mifflin, 1990, ISBN 0”
“Debajo de tu piel vive la luna. The moon lives in the lining of your skin.”
“A Tale of Two Gardens”
“We are condemned”
“Brotherhood: Homage to Claudius Ptolemy”
“I am a man: little do I last”
“Between going and staying the day wavers,”
“Motion", as translated by Eliot Weinberger, in Collected Poems 1957”
“If you are the amber mare”
“To fight evil is to fight ourselves. Itinerary”
“Only now have I understood that there was a secret relationship between what I have called my expulsion from the present and the writing of poetry . Poetry is in love with the instant and seeks to relive it in the poem, thus separating it from sequential time and turning it into a fixed present. But at that time I wrote without wondering why I was doing it. I was searching for the gateway to the present: I wanted to belong to my time and to my century. A little later this obsession became a fixed idea: I wanted to be a modern poet. My search for modernity had begun. Nobel Lecture”
“There can be no society without poetry , but society can never be realized as poetry, it is never poetic. Sometimes the two terms seek to break apart. They cannot. "Signs in Rotation" (1967) in The Bow and the Lyre : The Poem, The Poetic Revelation, Poetry and History (1973) as translated by Ruth L.C. Simms, p. 249”
“Put you in this pickle. Ch. 5.”
“The brave man carves out his fortune, and every man is the son of his own works. Ch. 4.”
“By a small sample we may judge of the whole piece. Ch. 4.”
“Which I have earned with the sweat of my brows. Ch. 4.”
“Y así, del poco dormir y del mucho leer, se le secó el cerebro, de manera que vino a perder el juicio. Finally, from so little sleeping and so much reading, his brain dried up and he went completely out of his mind. Ch. 1 (tr. Samuel Putnam).”
“En un lugar de la Mancha, de cuyo nombre no quiero acordarme, no hace mucho tiempo que vivía un hidalgo de los de lanza en astillero, adarga antigua, rocín flaco y galgo corredor. In some village in La Mancha, whose name I do not care to recall, there dwelt not so long ago a gentleman of the type wont to keep an unused lance, an old shield, a skinny old horse, and a greyhound for racing. Ch. 1.”
“They can expect nothing but their labour for their pains.”
“I was so free with him as not to mince the matter.”
“...estás en tu casa, donde eres señor della, como el rey de sus alcabalas. You are a king by your own fireside, as much as any monarch in his throne.”
“Acontece tener un padre un hijo feo y sin gracia alguna, y el amor que le tiene le pone una venda en los ojos para que no vea sus faltas, antes las juzga por discreciones y lindezas y las cuenta a sus amigos por agudezas y donaires. A father may have a child who is ugly and lacking in all the graces, and the love he feels for him puts a blindfold over his eyes so that he does not see his defects but considers them signs of charm and intelligence and recounts them to his friends as if they were clever and witty.”
“There are certain artists who belong to all the people, everywhere, all the time. The list of singers, musicians, and poets must include David the harpist from the Old Testament, Aesop the Storyteller, Omar Khayyam the Tent Maker, Shakespeare the Bard of Avon, Louis Armstrong the genius of New Orleans, Om Kalsoum the soul of Egypt, Frank Sinatra , Mahalia Jackson , Dizzy Gillespie , Ray Charles ... Celia Cruz ...All great artists draw from the same resource: the human heart, which tells us all that we are more alike than we are unalike. Maya Angelou Letter to My Daughter”
“Nothing can dim the light that shines from within”
“I am capable of what every other human is capable of. This is one of the great lessons of war and life . As quoted in Goal Mapping : How to Turn Your Dreams into Realities (2006) by Brian Mayne, p. 84”
“There is nothing so pitiful as a young cynic because he has gone from knowing nothing to believing nothing. As quoted in The Truth in Words (2005) by Neal Zero”
“Perhaps travel cannot prevent bigotry , but by demonstrating that all peoples cry, laugh , eat , worry , and die , it can introduce the idea that if we try and understand each other, we may even become friends . Wouldn't Take Nothing for My Journey Now (1993) p. 12.”
“Courage is the most important of all the virtues, because without courage you can't practice any other virtue consistently. You can practice any virtue erratically, but nothing consistently without courage. As quoted in Diversity : Leaders Not Labels (2006) by Stedman Graham, p. 224”
“Without courage we cannot practice any other virtue with consistency. We can't be kind , true, merciful , generous , or honest . As quoted in USA Today”
“A bizarre sensation pervades a relationship of pretense . No truth seems true. A simple morning's greeting and response appear loaded with innuendo and fraught with implications. ... Each nicety becomes more sterile and each withdrawal more permanent. Singin' and Swingin' and Gettin' Merry Like Christmas (1976), chapter 5.”
“… There is an African saying which is:”
“We delight in the beauty of butterfly, rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty*”
“Barring that natural expression of villainy which we all have, the man looked honest enough. "A Mysterious Visit", Buffalo Express , 19 March 1870. Anthologized in Mark Twain's Sketches, New and Old”
“Ah, it was worth ten years of a man’s life to be dead then! Everything was pleasant. I was in a good neighbourhood, for all the dead people that lived near me belonged to the best families in the city. "A Curious Dream", in Mark Twain’s Sketches, Selected and Revised by the Author (London: George Routledge & Sons, 1872) p. 308”
“Rev. Henry Ward Beecher's Farm”
“Tomorrow night I appear for the first time before a Boston audience”
“The Facts Concerning the Recent Resignation”
“The Treaty With China”
“Cited by: William E. Phipps, Mark Twain's Religion , Mercer University Press, 2003, p. 18 Richard Locke, Critical Children: The Use of Childhood in Ten Great Novels , Columbia University Press, p. 12”
“Brief Biographical Sketch of George Washington”
“The Celebrated Jumping Frog of Calaveras County”
“Answers to Correspondents”
“You can't make facts fit the rules, it is the other way round. The rules have to be adopted to fit the facts.”
“We all believe in the regulations, but you have to know how to interpret them.”
“When you start having bad luck, there isn't an end to it.”
“Every thing is done halfway in Peru, and that is why everything goes wrong.”
“He is always furious, on account of what he finds out or what he doesn't find out.”
“Lima frightened him, it was too big, you could lose yourself in it and never find your way home; the people on the street were total strangers.”
“It is easy to know what you want to say, but not to say it.”
“Political correctness is the enemy of freedom because it rejects honesty and authenticity. We have to tackle it as the distortion of the truth. Interview , El País , 27/02/2018”
“Mario Vargas Llosa compara al peronismo con los nazis y lo culpa de destruir Argentina”
“Ahora tenemos un peronismo que es todo: es la extrema derecha, es el centro, es el centro izquierda, es la extrema izquierda, es la democracia y es el terrorismo, es la demagogia y es la insensatez... Todo es el peronismo... Now we have Peronism that is everything: it's the far right and its the center, it's left centrist and is also extreme leftist, it is democracy and is also terrorism, its demagogy is also insanity...Peronism is everything.”
“The Universal Library”
“Hakim, the Masked Dyer of Merv”
“The masked dyer Hakim of Merv”
“The Approach to Al”
“The Improbable Impostor Tom Castro”
“Reading … is an activity subsequent to writing: more resigned, more civil, more intellectual. Universal History of Infamy [Historia universal de la infamia] (1935) Preface”
“That one individual should awaken in another memories that belong to still a third is an obvious paradox. Evaristo Carriego (1930) Ch. 2”
“A Poem by Oscar Wilde”
“The Argentine Writer and Tradition”
“If the pages of this book contain some successful verse, the reader must excuse me the discourtesy of having usurped it first. Our nothingness differs little; it is a trivial and chance circumstance that you should be the reader of these exercises and I their author. "To the Reader" ["A quien leyere"], preface to Fervor of Buenos Aires [ Fervor de Buenos Aires ]”
“I cannot help thinking that it is more natural to have flowers grow out of the head than fruit. Letter to Cassandra (1799”
“I am rather impatient to know the fate of my best gown. Letter to Cassandra (1799”
“She would tell you herself that she has a very dreadful cold in her head at present; but I have not much compassion for colds in the head without fever or sore throat. Letter to Cassandra (1799”
“I had a very pleasant evening, however, though you will probably find out that there was no particular reason for it; but I do not think it worth while to wait for enjoyment until there is some real opportunity for it. Letter (1799”
“You deserve a longer letter than this; but it is my unhappy fate seldom to treat people so well as they deserve. Letter to Cassandra (1798”
“I do not want people to be very agreeable, as it saves me the trouble of liking them a great deal. Letter to Cassandra (1798”
“I am very much obliged to my dear little George for his message”
“Next week I shall begin my operations on my hat, on which you know my principal hopes of happiness depend. Letter (1798”
“What dreadful hot weather we have! It keeps one in a continual state of inelegance. Letter (1796”
“Here I am once more in this scene of dissipation and vice, and I begin already to find my morals corrupted. Letter (August 1796) on arriving in London [ Letters of Jane Austen”
“...We are all born happy. Life gets us dirty along the way, but we can clean it up. Happiness is not exuberant or noisy, like pleasure or joy; it’s silent, tranquil, and gentle; it’s a feeling of satisfaction inside that begins with self”
“...you shouldn't stay trapped in the past or be frightened of the future. You only have one life, but if you live it well, that’s enough. The only reality is now, today. What are you waiting for to be happy? Every day counts, I can tell you!”
“There are a lot of good people, Irina, but they keep quiet about it. It’s the bad ones who make a lot of noise, and that’s why they get noticed...”
“When Irina Bazili began working at Lark House in 2010, she was twenty”
“Photographs deceive time, freezing it on a piece of cardboard where the soul is silent. Of Love and Shadows”
“For women, the best aphrodisiacs are words. The G”
“Silence before being born, silence after death: life is nothing but noise between two unfathomable silences. Paula”
“Where does taste end and smell begin? "Language of Flowers" anthologized in The Sweet Breathing of Plants: Women Writing on the Green World edited by Linda Hogan and Brenda Peterson”
“He realized...that the loudest are the least sincere, that arrogance is a quality of the ignorant, and that flatterers tend to be vicious. Zorro”
“Fear is inevitable, I have to accept that, but I cannot allow it to paralyze me. The Sum of Our Days: A Memoir”
“I am struck again by the fact that as soon as a working man gets an official post in the Trade Union or goes into Labour politics, he becomes middle”
“There is a geographical element in all belief”
“It is a mysterious thing, the loss of faith”
“Think of life as it really is, think of the details of life; and then think that there is no meaning in it, no purpose, no goal except the grave. Surely only fools or self”
“Man is not a Yahoo, but he is rather like a Yahoo and needs to be reminded of it from time to time. Review of Tropic of Cancer , in New English Weekly”
“The Collected Essays, Journalism & Letters, George Orwell: An Age Like This, 1920”
“As to a pseudonym, a name I always use when tramping etc is P. S. Burton, but if you don't think this sounds a probable kind of name, what about Kenneth Miles, George Orwell, H. Lewis Allways. I rather favour George Orwell. Letter to Leonard Moore”
“In England, a century of strong government has developed what O. Henry called the stern and rugged fear of the police to a point where any public protest seems an indecency. But in France everyone can remember a certain amount of civil disturbance, and even the workmen in the bistros talk of la revolution”
“And once, in spite of the men who gripped him by each shoulder, he stepped slightly aside to avoid a puddle on the path. It is curious, but till that moment I had never realised what it means to destroy a healthy, conscious man. When I saw the prisoner step aside to avoid the puddle, I saw the mystery, the unspeakable wrongness, of cutting a life short when it is in full tide. This man was not dying, he was alive just as we were alive. All the organs of his body were working”
“This means no more than vae victis”
“Okay, I won't be famous until tomorrow,”
“I would like for my books to have been recognized posthumously, at least in capitalist countries, where they turn you into a kind of merchandise. p. 336”
“Ultimately, literature is nothing but carpentry. p. 325”
“Interviewer: You describe seemingly fantastic events in such minute detail that it gives them their own reality. Is this something you have picked up from journalism? García Márquez: That's a journalistic trick which you can also apply to literature. If you say that there are elephants flying in the sky, people are not going to believe you. But if you say that there are four hundred and twenty”
“In the end all books are written for your friends. The problem after writing One Hundred Years of Solitude was that now I no longer know whom of the millions of readers I am writing for; this upsets and inhibits me. It's like a million eyes are looking at you and you don't really know what they think. p. 322”
“It always amuses me that the biggest praise for my work comes for the imagination, while the truth is that there's not a single line in all my work that does not have a basis in reality. The problem is that Caribbean reality resembles the wildest imagination. p. 322”
“I decline to accept the end of man.”
“The Cataclysm of Damocles”
“Santiago Nasar had often told me that the smell of closed”
“...a lie is more comfortable than doubt, more useful than love, more lasting than truth ... The Autumn of the Patriarch . HarperCollins. 2006 [1976]. p. 254. ISBN 978”
“¡No me mires más! Si quieres te daré mis ojos, que son frescos, y mis espaldas para que te compongas la joroba que tienes. Don't look at me any more! If you want, I'll give you my eyes”
“Theory and Play of the Duende”
“Remansos: Variación”
“Diálogos de un caricaturista salvaje,”
“Verte desnuda es recordar la Tierra. To see you naked is to recall the Earth. " Casidas ," IV: Casida de la Mujer Tendida from Primeras Canciones”
“¡Que no quiero verla! Dile a la luna que venga, que no quiero ver la sangre de Ignacio sobre la arena. ¡Que no quiero verla! I will not see it! Tell the moon to come, for I do not want to see the blood of Ignacio on the sand. I will not see it! Llanto por Ignacio Sanchez Mejias”
“Las heridas quemaban como soles a las cinco de la tarde, y el gentío rompía las ventanas a las cinco de la tarde. A las cinco de la tarde. ¡Ay qué terribles cinco de la tarde! ¡Eran las cinco en todos los relojes! ¡Eran las cinco en sombra de la tarde! The wounds were burning like suns at five in the afternoon, and the crowd broke the windows At five in the afternoon. Ah, that fatal five in the afternoon! It was five by all the clocks! It was five in the shade of the afternoon! Llanto por Ignacio Sanchez Mejias”
“Romance de la Guardia Civil Española”
“Verde que te quiero verde. Verde viento. Verdes ramas. El barco sobre la mar y el caballo en la montaña. Green, how I want you green. Green wind. Green branches. The ship out on the sea and the horse on the mountain. " Romance Sonámbulo " from Primer romancero gitano”
“Canción de Jinete, 1860”
“After great pain, a formal feeling comes”
“A little Madness in the Spring Is wholesome even for the King. A little Madness in the Spring”
“By the Book: Julia Alvarez”
“We turn not older with years, but newer every day. Letter to Louise Norcross (late 1872); Letters (1958) p. 499, no. 379”
“To live is so startling, it leaves but little room for other occupations. Letter to T. W. Higginson (late 1872); Letters (1958) p. 380, no. 381”
“If I read a book [and] it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry. If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry. These are the only ways I know it. Is there any other way? Letter to T. W. Higginson (1870); Letters (1958) p. 474, no. 342a”
“I had no portrait, now, but am small, like the Wren, and my Hair is bold, like the Chestnut Bur”
“My friends are my "estate." Forgive me then the avarice to hoard them. Letter to Samuel Bowles (August 1858 or 1859); Thomas H. Johnson (ed.) The Letters of Emily Dickinson (1958) p. 338, no. 193”
“Friday I tasted life. It was a vast morsel. A circus passed the house”
“God is sitting here, looking into my very soul to see if I think right thoughts . Yet I am not afraid, for I try to be right and good; and He knows every one of my struggles. Letter to Abiah Root (29 January 1850); Mabel Loomis Todd (ed.) Letters of Emily Dickinson , vol. 1 (Boston: Roberts Bros, 1894) p. 39 [1] [2]”