“I try to keep deep love out of my stories because, once that particular subject comes up, it is almost impossible to talk about anything else. Readers don't want to hear about anything else. They go gaga about love. If a lover in a story wins his true love, that's the end of the tale, even if World War III is about to begin, and the sky is black with flying saucers.” IfsWorldWantLoveTryingWarEndsStoriesWinningBlackImpossibleSkySubjectsParticularReaderLoversCome UpFlyingTalesWar Of The WorldsWorld War IiWorld War IDeep LoveGagaFlying Saucers Book:Conversations with Kurt Vonnegut Source: Conversations with Kurt Vonnegut
“Didn't love, like a plant from India, require a prepared soil, a particular temperature? Sighs in the moonlight, long embraces, tears flowing over hands yielded to a lover, all the fevers of the flesh and the languors of tenderness thus could not be separated from the balconies of great châteaux filled with idle amusements, a boudoir with silk blinds, a good thick carpet, full of pots of flowers, and a bed raised on a dais, nor from the sparkle of precious stones and shoulder knots on servants' livery.” LoveLongHandsTearsParticularFlowerLoversBedStonesIndiaFilledEmbracePlantPreparedRaisedFleshShouldersServantSoilPotThickTendernessIdleSighAmusementCarpetMoonlightTemperatureFeverSilkKnotsSparkleBalconiesPrecious StonesBoudoir Author:Gustave Flaubert
“This love of ours, in so far as it is a love for one particular creature, is not perhaps a very real thing, since, though associations of pleasant or painful musings can attach it for a time to a woman to the extent of making us believe that it has been inspired by her in a logically necessary way, if on the other hand we detach ourselves deliberately or unconsciously from those associations, this love, as though it were in fact spontaneous and sprang from ourselves alone, will revive in order to bestow itself on another woman.” IfsWayLoveBelieveHas BeensRealFactsHandsOrderParticularCreaturesInspiredPainfulPleasantAssociationSpontaneousReal ThingsReviveMusingsAnother Woman Author:Marcel Proust
“This is love: You stop bothering about the universal, the general, get sucked instead into the local and particular: When will I see her again? What shall we do today? Do you like these shoes? Theory and reflection are delicate old uncles bustled out of the way by the boisterous nephews action and desire. Themes evaporate, only plot remains.” WayLoveTodayActionDesireLove YouParticularTheoryReflectionUniversalRemainsShoesLocalsBotherThemePlotDelicateUnclesNephewBoisterous Author:Glen Duncan
“Consider developing your whole self with the same raw focus and intensity that you develop a particular skill set. Get focused. Go out, have adventures. Run, jump, skin your knee, fall in love, root loudly for the away team at a baseball game, barely escape a crash of stampeding rhinos, live to see another day. Experience things big and small. Go for a walk. The world is full of wonders.” WorldLoveSelfWholeBigsRunningFallGamesWalksWonderFocusTeamParticularAdventureSelf LoveWalkingSkillsRootsSkinsExperienceBaseballFalling In LoveFocusedDevelopingKneesIntensityCrashAnother DayBaseball GamesLive LoveRhinos Author:Anthony Holden
“The man who suffers from a sense of sin is suffering from a particular kind of self-love. In all this vast universe the thing that appears to him of most importance is that he himself should be virtuous. It is a grave defect in certain forms of traditional religion that they have encouraged this particular kind of self-absorption.” MenLoveShouldKindSelfFormCertainSufferingUniverseSinParticularHe ManSelf LoveImportanceGravesTraditionalVirtuousDefectsAbsorptionSelf Absorption Book:The Conquest of Happiness Source: The Conquest of Happiness