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 | 08/01/2008 02:18:05 PM Need a great excuse not to write? Say you have one of these: Optophobia- Fear of opening one's eyes. Thaasophobia- Fear of sitting. Verbophobia- Fear of verbs. Logophobia- Fear of words Bibliophobia- Fear of books Catagelophobia- Fear of being ridiculed Cyberphobia- Fear of computers or working on a computer Doxophobia- Fear of expressing opinions or of receiving praise Graphophobia- Fear of writing or handwriting Logizomechanophobia- Fear of computers That just about covers everything. . . . except: rejectophobia- Fear of rejection (if it's not a phobia, it should be)
"I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus ~Sylvia Plath "Last Words"
"When power leads man toward arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the areas of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of his existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses, for art establishes the basic human truths which must serve as the touchstone of our judgment." ~John F. Kennedy- Address, Amherst College, October 26, 1963
"I would rather be ashes than dust! I would rather that my spark burn out in a brilliant blaze than it be stifled by dry-rot. I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet." ~Jack London, 1916
"If we hadn't our bewitching autumn foliage, we should still have to credit the weather with one feature which compensates for all its bullying vagaries-the ice-storm: when a leafless tree is clothed with ice from the bottom to the top -- ice that is as bright and clear as crystal; when every bough and twig is strung with ice-beads, frozen dew-drops, and the whole tree sparkles cold and white, like the Shah of Persia's diamond plume. Then the wind waves the branches and the sun comes out and turns all those myriads of beads and drops to prisms that glow and burn and flash with all manner of colored fires, which change and change again with inconceivable rapidity from blue to red, from red to green, and green to gold-the tree becomes a spraying fountain, a very explosion of dazzling jewels; and it stands there the acme, the climax, the supremest possibility in art or nature, of bewildering, intoxicating, intolerable magnificence. One cannot make the words too strong." ~Mark Twain
"There is one kind of laugh that I always did recommend; it looks out of the eye first with a merry twinkle, then it creeps down on its hands and knees and plays around the mouth like a pretty moth around the blaze of a candle, then it steals over into the dimples of the cheeks and rides around in those whirlpools for a while, then it lights up the whole face like the mellow bloom on a damask rose, then it swims up on the air, with a peal as clear and as happy as a dinner-bell, then it goes back again on gold tiptoes like an angel out for an airing, and it lies down on its little bed of violets in the heart where it came from". ~Josh Billings
But Fear and the Muse in turn guard the place ~Anna Akhmatova
"It is my ambition to say in ten sentences what others say in a whole book." ~Friedrich Nietzsche, author
"We are the music-makers, ~Arthur O'Shaughnessy
"In the dark colony of night, when I consider man's magnificent capacity for malice, madness, folly, envy, rage, and destructiveness, and I wonder whether we shall not end up as breakfast for newts and polyps, I seem to hear the muffled cries of all the words in all the books with covers closed." ~Leo Rosten
"It's not that I am so smart; it's just that I stay with problems longer. " ~Albert Einstein
"I cannot just heave everything I know into the abyss. But I know it is coming. And when it comes, when I have made my sacrificial offerings to the gods of understanding, then the ruptures will cease. Healing waters will cover the land, giving birth to new life, burying forever the ancient, rusting machines of my past understandings. And on those waters I will set sail to places I now only imagine. There I will be blessed with new visions and new magic. I will feel once again like a creative contributor to this mysterious world. But for now, I wait. An act of faith. Land ho." ~Margaret Wheatly - "A Simpler Way"
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The characteristics of Southern fiction are as eclectic and diverse as Southern authors. As a reader, you will be immersed in a sense of family, either as a positive influence or a negative one. The community's dominating opinions and standards will be a major factor in the plot, much like the tensions that spring from living in the Southern home. The use of Southern mannerisms and speech, and the role conventional religion plays in the lives of Southerners, will be woven into the narrative. Also, the burden of history, tradition and folklore on Southern communities and families may dominate the plot.
"Whenever I'm asked why Southern writers particularly have a penchant for writing about freaks, I say it is because we are still able to recognize one."
"Fiction is the truth inside the lie."
"When you plant lettuce, if it does not grow well, you don't blame the lettuce. You look for reasons it is not doing well. It may need fertilizer, or more water, or less sun. You never blame the lettuce. " ~Thich Nhat Hanh,
"A bird doesn't sing because it has an answer. It sings because it has a song." ~ Maya Angelou
"When the moon shall have faded out from the sky, and the sun shall shine at noonday a dull cherry red, and the seas shall be frozen over, and the icecap shall have crept downward to the equator from either pole . . . when all the cities shall have long been dead and crumbled into dust, and all life shall be on the last verge of extinction on this globe; then, on a bit of lichen, growing on the bald rocks beside the eternal snows of Panama, shall be seated a tiny insect, preening its antennae in the glow of the worn-out sun, the sole survivor of animal life on this our earth -- a melancholy bug."
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"We grow great by dreams. All big men are dreamers. They see things in the soft haze of a spring day or in the red fire of a long winter's evening. Some of us let these great dreams die, but others nourish and protect them; nurse them through bad days till they bring them to the sunshine and light which comes always to those who sincerely hope that their dreams will come true." ~Woodrow Wilson
"Courage is not limited to the battlefield or to the Indianapolis 500 or bravely catching a thief in your house. The real tests of courage are...the inner tests, like remaining faithful when nobody's looking, like enduring pain when the room is empty, like standing alone when you're misunderstood, like fighting for what is right even when you know you are going to lose." ~Charles R. Swindoll "Growing Strong in the Seasons of Life"
"He has achieved success who has lived well, laughed often, and loved much; who has enjoyed the trust of pure women, the respect of intelligent men, and the love of small children; who has filled his niche, and accomplished his task; who has left the world better than he found it, whether by an improved poppy, a perfect poem, or a rescued soul; who has never lacked appreciation of earth's beauty , or failed to express it; who has always looked for the best in others, and given them the best he had; whose life was an inspiration; whose memory a benediction." ~Bessie Anderson Stanley (Prize-winning definition in a contest sponsored by Brown Book Magazine, Boston, 1904)
"Hold on to your divine blush, your innate rosy magic, or end up brown. Once you're brown, you'll find out you're blue. As blue as indigo. And you know what that means." Indigo. Indigoing. Indigone. ~Tom Robbins
"The mind I love must have wild places, a tangled orchard where dark damsons drop in the heavy grass, an overgrown little wood, the chance of a snake or two, a pool that nobody's fathomed the depth of, and paths threaded with flowers planted by the mind." ~Katherine Mansfield
"What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset." ~Crowfoot, Blackfoot warrior and orator, 1890
"A word is not a crystal, transparent and unchanged; it is the skin of a living thought, and may vary greatly in color and content according to the circumstances and the time in which it is used." ~Oliver Wendell Holmes, opinion, Towne v. Eisner, January 7, 1918
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My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart forever. Psalm 73:26
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