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“Being an author, is being a dictator. (in a good way)”

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Pseudonymous Bosch is an enigmatic author whose real identity remains unknown. His works are characterized by a unique blend of fantasy, science fiction, and mystery, which have won him a dedicated following. more

“Then Carol slipped her arm under her neck, and all the length of their bodies touched fitting as if something had prearranged it. Happiness was like a green vine spreading through her, stretching fine tendrils, bearing flowers through her flesh. She had a vision of a pale white flower, shimmering as if seen in darkness, or through water. Why did people talk of heaven, she wondered”

People Ifs Body Heaven Water White Vision Darkness Flower Arms Fine Green Flesh Necks Touched Length Pale Fitting Stretching Vines Carols White Flowers

Book:The Price of Salt

Source: The Price of Salt

“We all have two lives: The true, the one we dreamed of in childhood And go on dreaming of as adults in a substratum of mist; the false, the one we love when we live with others, the practical, the useful, the one we end up by being put in a coffin.”

Two Ends Dream Childhood Goes On Adults Practicals Mist Coffins Two Lives

Author:Fernando Pessoa

“The cities swept about me like dead leaves, leaves that were brightly colored but torn away from the branches. I would have stopped, but I was pursued by something. It always came upon me unawares, taking me altogether by surprise. Perhaps it was a familiar bit of music. Perhaps it was only a piece of transparent glass.”

Bits Cities Pieces Surprise Glasses Familiar Branches Torn Transparent Pursued Menagerie

Book:The Glass Menagerie

Source: The Glass Menagerie

“For nowadays the world is lit by lightning! Blow out your candles, Laura -- and so goodbye. . . .”

World Blow Goodbye Candle Lightning Lit Laura Menagerie

Book:The Glass Menagerie

Source: The Glass Menagerie

“We know it's all just daydreaming...But sometimes, it'd be nice just to hold something real in your hands that felt like a measure of your worth.”

Knows Real Sometimes Hands Felt Nice Being Nice Daydreaming Something Real

Author:Shannon Hale

“Poor gosling. It hurts to be lost. And worse to be home with no kind of homecoming...I'll be lucky if I can do as well as you when all this's done, just a bit out of breath, a bit bruised and scratched, a bit wiser and sadder for it all.”

Ifs Wells Kind I Can Done Home Lost Bits Can Do Hurt Poor Lucky Breaths Wiser It Hurts Bruised Homecoming

Author:Shannon Hale

“Who are they to give stars or dots? They're Wemmicks just like you." Eli to Punchinello (p. 25)”

Giving Stars Like You Dots

Author:Max Lucado

“Heart may still be the fire in hearth but I'm suddenly too cold to continue, and besides, there's no hearth here anyway and it's the end of June. Thursday. Almost noon. And all the buttons on my corduroy coat are gone. I don't know why. I'm sorry Hailey. I don't know what to do.”

Knows Heart May Stills Ends Gone Fire Cold Sorry Buttons I'm Sorry Coats June Noon Thursday Corduroy Hailey

Book:Mark Z. Danielewski's House of leaves

Source: Mark Z. Danielewski's House of leaves

“Growth inside fuels growth outside.”

Inspirational Inspiration Growth Leadership Fuel

Author:John C. Maxwell

“When you are grateful, fear disappears and abundance appears.”

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