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Posted by L.K. McIntosh On Sunday, September 13, 2009 0 comments

"What no spouse of a writer can ever understand is that a writer is working
when he's staring out the window."

Tana French - "The Likeness"

Posted by L.K. McIntosh On Saturday, May 23, 2009 0 comments

"Now that's a concept that's always fascinated me: the real world. Only a very specific subset of people use the term, have you noticed? To me, it seems self-evident that everyone lives in the real world - we all breathe real oxygen, eat real food, the earth under our feet feels equally solid to all of us. But clearly these people have a far more tightly circumscribed definition of reality, one that I find deeply mysterious, and an almost pathologically intense need to bring others into line with that definition."

Jimi Hendrix

Posted by L.K. McIntosh On Friday, April 24, 2009 0 comments

"When the power of love overcomes the love of power, the world will know peace."

Michael Gruber - "The Book of Air and Shadows"

Posted by L.K. McIntosh On Monday, April 6, 2009 0 comments

“Thus, although life is by and large unthrilling, when we do find ourselves in the sort of situation upon which thrillers dote we cannot really experience it, because our imaginations are occupied by the familiar tropes of popular fiction. And the result of this is a kind of dull bafflement, and the sense that whatever it is cannot really be happening. We actually think that phrase: this can’t be happening to me.”

Aldous Huxley

Posted by L.K. McIntosh On Sunday, April 5, 2009 0 comments

"All that happens means something; nothing you do is ever insignificant."

John Connolly - "The Book of Lost Things"

Posted by L.K. McIntosh On Tuesday, March 3, 2009 0 comments

"Let me tell you the truth about the world to which you so desperately want to return. It is a place of pain and suffering and grief. When you left it, cities were being attacked. Women and children were being blasted to pieces or burned alive by bombs dropped from planes flown by men with wives and children of their own. People were being dragged from their homes and shot in the street. Your world is tearing itself apart, and the most amusing thing of all is that it was little better before the war started. War merely gives people an excuse to indulge themselves further, to murder with impunity. There were wars before it, and there will be wars after it, and in between people will still fight one another and betray one another, because that is what they have always done." - The Crooked Man

Joseph Brodsky

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"Life - the way it really is - is a battle not between good and bad, but between bad and worse."

Neil Gaiman - "A Study in Emerald"

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"If there's one thing that a study of history has taught us, it is that things can always get worse."

Oscar Wilde

Posted by L.K. McIntosh On Saturday, February 28, 2009 0 comments

"As long as war is regarded as wicked, it will always have its fascination. When it is looked upon as vulgar, it will cease to be popular."

Neil Gaiman -"Anansi Boys"

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"Each person who ever was or is or will be has a song...Most of us fear that we cannot do it justice with our voices, or that our words are too foolish or too honest, or too odd. So people live their songs instead."

Iris - "The Holiday"

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"I've found almost everything ever written about love to be true. Shakespeare said "Journeys end in lovers meeting." What an extraordinary thought. Personally, I have not experienced anything remotely close to that, but I am more than willing to believe Shakespeare had. I suppose I think about love more than anyone really should. I am constantly amazed by its sheer power to alter and define our lives. It was Shakespeare who also said "love is blind". Now that is something I know to be true. For some quite inexplicably, love fades; for others love is simply lost. But then of course love can also be found, even if just for the night. And then, there's another kind of love: the cruelest kind. The one that almost kills its victims. Its called unrequited love. Of that I am an expert. Most love stories are about people who fall in love with each other. But what about the rest of us? What about our stories, those of us who fall in love alone? We are the victims of the one sided affair. We are the cursed of the loved ones. We are the unloved ones, the walking wounded. The handicapped without the advantage of a great parking space! Yes, you are looking at one such individual."