…There’s forty-two thousand jobs, near ten thousand of ’em got by people like us. Everyone’s gotta eat. Industry feeds ’em. They figure Little Bear here’s gonna clean it up." He squeezed his baby, a dimpled plump girl with tufts of jet-black hair." Paa paa ba baaa! " she said. It was time for a nap. Lou sipped from his thermos, and Little Bear’s eyes drooped, and Missy remembered the voice of Rasmus Krook. 'The people will pay with their whole being: physically, mentally, ideologically, spiritually, with their land, their soul. And not just country people. Not just native people. Poison will flow through villages, towns, and cities and not stop. We must rise up. We must disrupt the system. Capitalism is a deception.'" You can help pirates, " she said, because that’s the only answer she knew. Lou lifted his coffee in salute, and Missy stood up to jump. Kate Inglis
The opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it's indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it's indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it's indifference.
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Elie Wiesel
How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single moment before starting to improve the world.
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Anne Frank
Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed, citizens can change the world. Indeed, it is the only thing that ever has.
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Margaret Mead
If the world were merely seductive, that would be easy. If it were merely challenging, that would be no problem. But I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard...
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E.B. White
One of the few good things about modern times: If you die horribly on television, you will not have died in vain. You will have entertained us.
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Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
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Jack Kerouac died after throwing up blood. The malt liquor. Then that other guy who shot his wife in the head. Burroughs somebody. <span style="margin:15px; display:block"></span>And I wonder about literary figures. They're all drunk and staggering and haunting people today, I bet, still muttering and...
There's a magic to letting a story and its people unfold with witchcraft and late nights and walks in the woods. You don't lead a story. You follow it.
It's easy to want to be an author. You see it in your mind with sun streaming through windows and a Siamese cat purring on an antique rug and a little pellet stove and somehow the bills are paid and there's wit and self-sufficiency and...
When you've got creative momentum, the last thing you want to do is stop. I'd write and write and wake up with my head slumped over and my fingers still on the keyboard and the last sentence trailing off like eeeeeejjjjjjjjjjjjj . Then I'd finally...
Beautiful publishers say beautiful things and then We're sorry, but no.. and then more beautiful things. It's a shit sandwich with branston pickle and melted gouda. I read it out loud to the kids. <span style="margin:15px; display:block"></span>I stick it to the fridge with the others....
