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“No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by some, to dream. Hill House, not sane, stood by itself against its hills, holding darkness within; it had stood so for eighty years and might stand for eighty more. Within, walls continued upright, bricks met neatly, floors were firm, and doors were sensibly shut; silence lay steadily against the wood and stone of Hill House, and whatever walked there, walked alone.”

Years Long Dream Reality Might House Silence Darkness Doors Conditions Wall Mets Horror Stones Absolutes Lays Woods Hills Firm Sane Organisms Bricks Eighty Larks Darkness Within

Book:The Haunting of Hill House

Source: The Haunting of Hill House

“A person can learn a lot from a dog, even a loopy one like ours. Marley taught me about living each day with unbridled exuberance and joy, about seizing the moment and following your heart. He taught me to appreciate the simple things-a walk in the woods, a fresh snowfall, a nap in a shaft of winter sunlight. And as he grew old and achy, he taught me about optimism in the face of adversity. Mostly, he taught me about friendship and selflessness and, above all else, unwavering loyalty.”

Source: Bad Dogs Have More Fun: Selected Writings on Family, Animals, and Life from the Philadelphia Inquirer

“Heap on more wood! - the wind is chill; But let it whistle as it will, We'll keep our Christmas merry still.”

Source: Marmion: A Tale of Flodden Field

“May you always see a blue sky overhead, my young friend; and then, even when the time comes, as it has come for me now, when the woods are black, when night is fast falling, you will be able to console yourself, as I do, by looking up at the sky.”

May Able Young Night Fall Black Sky Blue Woods Console Blue Sky Overhead Young Friends

Book:Swann's Way

Source: Swann's Way

“If a man says something in the woods and there are no women there, is he still wrong?”

Ifs Men Inspirational Stills Funny Woods

Author:Steven Wright

“I would like to carve my novel in a piece of wood. My characters—I would like to have them heavier, more three-dimensional ... My characters have a profession, have characteristics; you know their age, their family situation, and everything. But I try to make each one of those characters heavy, like a statue, and to be the brother of everybody in the world.”

Knows World Trying Character Age Three Situation Novel Pieces Brother Heavy Woods Profession Characteristics Statues

Author:Georges Simenon

“Sometimes people leave you halfway through the wood. Others may decieve you - you decide what's good. You decide alone, but no one is alone. People make mistakes. Fathers, mothers, people make mistakes, holding to their own, thinking they're alone. Honor their mistakes. Fight for their mistakes. Witches can be right. Giants can be good. You decide what's right. You decide what's good.”

People Thinking May Sometimes Mother Fighting Father Mistake Honor Woods Be Good Giants Making Mistakes Witch Halfway Father Mother People Make Mistakes

Author:Stephen Sondheim

“In the construction of houses, choice of woods is made. Straight un-knotted timber of good appearance is used for the revealed pillars, straight timber with small defects is used for the inner pillars. Timbers of the finest appearance, even if a little weak, is used for the thresholds, lintels, doors, and sliding doors, and so on. Good strong timber, though it be gnarled and knotted, can always be used discreetly in construction.”

Ifs Littles Made Used Choices House Strong Doors Weak Appearance Woods Construction Finest Defects Threshold Pillars Timber Sliding Doors

Book:The Book of Five Rings: A Text on Kenjutsu and the Martial Arts in General, Written by the Swordsman Miyamoto Musashi

Source: The Book of Five Rings: A Text on Kenjutsu and the Martial Arts in General, Written by the Swordsman Miyamoto Musashi

“Out of the closets and into the museums, libraries, architectural monuments, concert halls, bookstores, recording studios and film studios of the world. Everything belongs to the inspired and dedicated thief…. Words, colors, light, sounds, stone, wood, bronze belong to the living artist. They belong to anyone who can use them. Loot the Louvre! A bas l’originalité, the sterile and assertive ego that imprisons us as it creates. Vive le vol-pure, shameless, total. We are not responsible. Steal anything in sight.”

“Here and there one sees the blush of wild rose haws or the warmth of orange fruit on the bittersweet, and back in the woods is the occasional twinkle of partridgeberries. But they are the gem stones, the rare decorations which make the grays, the browns and the greens seem even more quiet, more completely at rest.”

Seems Quiet Stones Rose Fruit Woods Warmth Orange Here And There Occasional Gems Bittersweet Decoration Wild Roses

Author:Hal Borland

“The visible world is a daily miracle for those who have eyes and ears; and I still warm hands thankfully at the old fire, though every year it is fed with the dry wood of more old memories.”

World Years Stills Hands Eye Memories Fire Ears Miracle Woods Warm Dry Visible Feds Old Memories Daily Miracles

Book:Novellas and Other Writings

Source: Novellas and Other Writings

“Sink me! Your taylors have betrayed you! T'wood serve you better to send THEM to Madam Guillotine”

Woods Betrayed Guillotine

Author:Baroness Orczy

“He stood staring into the wood for a minute, then said: "What is it about the English countryside — why is the beauty so much more than visual? Why does it touch one so?" He sounded faintly sad. Perhaps he finds beauty saddening — I do myself sometimes. Once when I was quite little I asked father why this was and he explained that it was due to our knowledge of beauty's evanescence, which reminds us that we ourselves shall die. Then he said I was probably too young to understand him; but I understood perfectly.”

Littles Doe Said Sometimes Young Dies Father Minutes Understood Woods Dues Staring Visuals Countryside Evanescence Saddening English Countryside

Book:Stop What You’re Doing and Read…To Your Daughter: I Capture the Castle & The Secret Garden

Source: Stop What You’re Doing and Read…To Your Daughter: I Capture the Castle & The Secret Garden

“We're a lukewarm people for all our feast days and hard work. Not much touches us, but we long to be touched. We lie awake at night willing the darkness to part and show us a vision. Our children frighten us in their intimacy, but we make sure they grow up like us. Lukewarm like us. On a night like this, hands and faces hot, we can believe that tomorrow will show us angels in jars and that the well-known woods will suddenly reveal another path.”

“He lay listening to the water drip in the woods. Bedrock, this. The cold and the silence. The ashes of the late world carried on the bleak and temporal winds to and fro in the void. Carried forth and scattered and carried forth again. Everything uncoupled from its shoring. Unsupported in the ashen air. Sustained by a breath, trembling and brief. If only my heart were stone.”

Ifs World Heart Water Silence Air Wind Listening Cold My Heart Late Stones Breaths Lays Woods Void Ashes Trembling Bleak Bedrock

Book:The Road

Source: The Road

“Though men in the mass forget the origins of their need, they still bring wolfhounds into city apartments, where dog and man both sit brooding in wistful discomfort. The magic that gleams an instant between Argos and Odysseus is both the recognition of diversity and the need for affection across the illusions of form. It is nature's cry to homeless, far-wandering, insatiable man: "Do not forget your brethren, nor the green wood from which you sprang. To do so is to invite disaster.”

“Perforation! Shout it out! The deliberate punctuated weakening of paper and cardboard so that it will tear along an intended path, leaving a row of fine-haired pills or tuftlets on each new edge! It is a staggering conception, showing an age-transforming feel for the unique properties of pulped wood fiber.”

Feels Age Path Tears Fine Paper Unique Property Leaving Edges Woods Conception Deliberate Pills Transforming Fiber Staggering Weakening

Author:Nicholson Baker

“...but you are too much for them: the weak in courage are strong in cunning; and one by one, you have absorbed and have captured and dishonored, and have distilled of your deliverers the most ruinous of all poisons; people hear Beethoven in concert halls, or over a bridge game, or to relax; Cézannes are hung on walls, reproduced, in natural wood frames; van Gogh is the man who cut off his ear and whose yellows became recently popular in window decoration.”

People Men Games Strong Natural Too Much Cutting Wall Window Weak Ears Woods Bridges Poison Relax Halls Concerts Hung Cunning Vans Captured Decoration

Author:James Agee

“In mythos and fairy tales, deities and other great spirits test the hearts of humans by showing up in various forms that disguise their divinity. They show up in robes, rags, silver sashes, or with muddy feet. They show up with skin dark as old wood, or in scales made of rose petal, as a frail child, as a lime-yellow old woman, as a man who cannot speak, or as an animal who can. The great powers are testing to see if humans have yet learned to recognize the greatness of soul in all its varying forms.”

“Beyond the Wild Wood comes the wild world,"said the Rat."And that's something that doesn't matter, either to you or to me. I've never been there, and I'm never going' nor you either, if you've got any sense at all.”

Ifs World Said Matter Woods Rats Wind In The Willows Wild World

Book:The wind in the willows

Source: The wind in the willows

“it is a principle of his that no man who was not a true gentleman at heart, ever was, since the world began, a true gentleman in manner. He says, no varnish can hide the grain of the wood; and that the more varnish you put on, the more the grain will express itself.”

Men World Heart Principles Words Of Wisdom Expectations Woods Gentleman Grain Great Expectations Great Expectations Important True Gentleman

Book:British Classics: Great Expectations

Source: British Classics: Great Expectations

“Unless the perfidious wolves have the temerity to disobey the High King's plans, we should meet Shalhassan's forces by the Latham in mid-wood with the wolves between us. If they aren't,' Diarmuid concluded, 'we blame anyone and everything except the plan.”

Ifs Should Force Plans Kings Blame Woods

Book:The Wandering Fire: Book Two of the The Fionavar Tapestry

Source: The Wandering Fire: Book Two of the The Fionavar Tapestry

“The bridge will only take you halfway there, to those mysterious lands you long to see. Through gypsy camps and swirling Arab fair, and moonlit woods where unicorns run free. So come and walk awhile with me and share the twisting trails and wondrous worlds I've known. But this bridge will only take you halfway there. The last few steps you have to take alone.”

World Long Running Lasts Walks Known Steps Share Land Fairs Woods Mysterious Bridges Camps Trails Halfway Gypsy Wondrous Unicorn Halfway There

Author:Shel Silverstein

“Warm are the still and lucky miles, White shores of longing stretch away, A light of recognition fills The whole great day, and bright The tiny world of lovers' arms. Silence invades the breathing wood Where drowsy limbs a treasure keep, Now greenly falls the learned shade Across the sleeping brows And stirs their secret to a smile. Restored! Returned! The lost are borne On seas of shipwreck home at last: See! In a fire of praising burns The dry dumb past, and we Our life-day long shall part no more.”

“...and again she wished for Sherwood, and the dappled roof of leaves that never weighed upon her. She pulled her scarf closer around her and thought, I would rather live in a hut in the woods; a hut like the one of my first memories, with a clean-swept dirt floor, and a brown-eyed boy watching me from behind his mother's skirts as I watched him from behind mine.”

Firsts Mother Memories Behinds Boys Mines Clean Woods Brown Roof Dirt Skirts Huts Scarves

Author:Robin McKinley

“Let children walk with Nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity, as taught in woods and meadows, plains and mountains and streams of our blessed star, and they will learn that death is stingless indeed, and as beautiful as life.”

Source: A Thousand-Mile Walk to the Gulf (With Original Drawings & Photographs): Adventure Memoirs, Travel Sketches & Wilderness Studies

“I have never been much of a patriot. My father would not have allowed such a thing while he lived, and his death insured that his wish was carried out. Piter commanded far more affection and loyalty from me than the nation as a whole. But that night, running across the unplowed fields of winter wheat, with the Fascist invaders behind us and the dark Russian woods before us, I felt a surge of pure love for my country. We ran for the forest, crashing through the stalks of wheat, beneath the rising moon and the stars spinning farther and farther away, alone beneath the godless sky.”

“Each person is made of five different elements, she told me. Too much fire and you had a bad temper. That was like my father, whom my mother always critized for his cigarette habit and who always shouted back that she should feel guilty that he didn't let my mother speak her mind. Too little wood and you bent too quickly to listen to other people's ideas, unable to stand on your own. This was like my Auntie An-mei. Too much water and you flowed in too many different directions. like myself.”

People Feels Should Mind Littles Persons Made Ideas Different Mother Father Speak Water Fire Five Too Much Habit Elements Woods Guilty Temper Cigarette Bent Different Directions Bad Temper Auntie

Author:Amy Tan

“Death is a great price to pay for a red rose“, cried the Nightingale, "and Life is very dear to all. “ It is pleasant to sit in the green wood, and watch the Sun in his chariot of gold, and the Moon in her chariot of pearl. Sweet is the scent oft he hawthorn, and sweet are the bluebells that hide in the valley, and the heather that blows on the hill. Yet Love is better than Life, and what is the heart of a bird compared to the heart of a man?”

Source: Complete Fairy Tales of Oscar Wilde

“We could do it, you know." "What?" "Leave the district. Run off. Live in the woods. You and I, we could make it.”

Knows Running Young Adult Woods Capitol In Hunger Games Gale Hawthorne

Book:The Hunger Games

Source: The Hunger Games

“I didn’t want to be prideful anymore. I wanted to be as hard as and brittle as the stones I carted into the woods. Stones that could not feel or cry or see. I wished not to feel anything at all. In no time, what I wished for, I became.”

Want Feels Hard Wanted Cry Stones Woods

Author:Alice Hoffman

“The most significant gifts are the ones most easily overlooked. Small, everyday blessings: woods, health, music, laughter, memories, books, family, friends, second chances, warm fireplaces, and all the footprints scattered throughout our days.”

Book Memories Chance Blessing Laughter Everyday Woods Warm Significant Second Chance Footprint Overlooked Family Friends Fireplaces

Author:Sue Monk Kidd

“A person cannot coast along in old destructive habits year after year and accept whatever comes along. A person must stand up on her own two legs and walk. Get off the bus and go get on another. Climb out of the ditch and cross the road. Find the road that s where you want to go. ... The only sermon that counts is the one that is formed by our actions. She would quit drinking and thereby show Kyle life is what you make it. A person can grab hold of her life and change things for the better. This happens all the time. We are not chips of wood drifting down the stream of time. We have oars.”

Source: Pontoon: A Lake Wobegon Novel

“When you are in the middle of a story it isn't a story at all, but only a confusion; a dark roaring, a blindness, a wreckage of shattered glass and splintered wood; like a house in a whirlwind, or else a boat crushed by the icebergs or swept over the rapids, and all aboard powerless to stop it. It's only afterwards that it becomes anything like a story at all. When you are telling it, to yourself or to someone else.”

Stories House Dark Middle Glasses Woods Confusion Boat Blindness Powerless Rapids Crushed Shattered Roaring Iceberg Whirlwind Wreckage Shattered Glass

Author:Margaret Atwood

“There seemed to be no end to this wood, and no beginning, and no difference in it, and, worse of all, no way out”

Way Ends Differences Woods

Book:The Wind in the Willows: (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition)

Source: The Wind in the Willows: (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition)

“But you can’t get to any of these truths by sitting in a field smiling beatifically, avoiding your anger and damage and grief. Your anger and damage and grief are the way to the truth. We don’t have much truth to express unless we have gone into those rooms and closets and woods and abysses that we were told not go in to. When we have gone in and looked around for a long while, just breathing and finally taking it in – then we will be able to speak in our own voice and to stay in the present moment. And that moment is home.”

Way Long Moments Home Able Speak Voice Rooms Grief Gone Fields Sitting Woods Breathing Damage Present Moment That Moment Avoiding Closets Abyss

Author:Anne Lamott

“I stared at him (Dionysus). "You're...you're married? But I thought you got in trouble for chasing a wood nymph-”

Trouble Married Woods Chasing Nymphs Dionysus

Author:Rick Riordan

“The joke's on them. One little hypodermic wont' be enough. Split a piece of wood, and they'll find me. Lift up a stone, and they'll find me. Look in the mirror, and they'll find me...If you really want to know what makes someone a killer, ask yourself what would make you do it.”

Ifs Knows Want Looks Littles Enough Asks Pieces Jokes Stones Mirrors Woods Lifts Killers Splits Find Me

Book:Change of Heart: A Novel

Source: Change of Heart: A Novel

“The woods were my Ritalin. Nature calmed me, focused me, and yet excited my senses.”

Parent Nature Parenting Excited Woods Focused Senses Ritalin

Book:Last Child in the Woods: Saving our Children from Nature-Deficit Disorder

Source: Last Child in the Woods: Saving our Children from Nature-Deficit Disorder

“She had learned, in her life, that time lived inside you. You are time, you breathe time. When she'd been young, she'd had an insatiable hunger for more of it, though she hadn't understood why. Now she held inside her a cacophony of times and lately it drowned out the world. The apple tree was still nice to lie near. They peony, for its scent, also fine. When she walked through the woods (infrequently now) she picked her way along the path, making way for the boy inside to run along before her. It could be hard to choose the time outside over the time within.”

World Way Stills Hard Running Young Lying Boys Path Nice Tree Fine Understood Hunger Woods Breathe Apples Scent Insatiable Apple Trees Cacophony Why Now Peonies Insatiable Hunger

Author:David Wroblewski

“So let me get this straight. You were living in a tent in the woods, but now you're living with Prince Charming and anger management boy? SERIOUSLY?!”

Boys Let Me Management Woods Charming Tents Anger Management

Author:Natsuki Takaya

“And Hermione was struggling to her feet in the wreckage, and three red-headed men were grouped on the ground where the wall had blasted apart. Harry grabbed Hermione's hand as they staggered and stumbled over stone and wood. 'No - no - no!' someone was shouting. 'No! Fred! No!' And Percy was shaking his brother, and Ron was kneeling beside them, and Fred's eyes stared without seeing, the ghost of his last laugh still etched upon his face.”

Men Stills Hands Eye Lasts Faces Three Laughing Struggle Seeing Feet Brother Wall Red Stones Woods Ghost Shaking Shouting Hermione Kneeling Wreckage Fred Weasley

Author:J. K. Rowling

“Oh Senor" said the niece. "Your grace should send them to be burned (books), just like all the rest, because it's very likely that my dear uncle, having been cured of the chivalric disease, will read these and want to become a shepherd and wander through the woods and meadows singing and playing and, what would be even worse, become a poet, and that, they say, is an incurable and contagious disease.”

Want Should Said Book Would Be Grace Poet Disease Singing Dear Woods Wander Burned Uncles Shepherds Contagious Meadows Niece

Author:Miguel de Cervantes

“George: "I can't see anyone trying to bump off a quidditch team." Fred: "Wood might've done the Slytherins if he could've got away with it.”

Ifs Trying I Can Done Might Team Woods Bumps Quidditch

Author:J. K. Rowling

“The King beneath the mountains, The King of carven stone, The lord of silver fountains Shall come into his own! His crown shall be upholden, His harp shall be restrung, His halls shall echo golden To songs of yore re-sung. The woods shall wave on mountains. And grass beneath the sun; His wealth shall flow in fountains And the rivers golden run. The streams shall run in gladness, The lakes shall shine and burn, And sorrow fail and sadness At the Mountain-king’s return!”

“Tonight, she went into the woods, and I fear she shall live in the woods of my soul for the rest of my days.”

Soul Woods My Soul Tonight

Book:The Gemma Doyle Trilogy

Source: The Gemma Doyle Trilogy

“Stories set in the Culture in which Things Went Wrong tended to start with humans losing or forgetting or deliberately leaving behind their terminal. It was a conventional opening, the equivalent of straying off the path in the wild woods in one age, or a car breaking down at night on a lonely road in another.”

Humans Stories Age Night Culture Forget Behinds Path Car Losing Lonely Leaving Woods Opening Conventional Breaking Down Terminal Lonely Roads

Author:Iain Banks

“When she walked through the woods (infrequently now) she picked her way along the path, making way for the boy inside to run along before her. It could be hard to choose the time outside over the time within. Almondine from The Story of Edgar Sawtelle”

Way Hard Stories Running Boys Path Woods Cacophony Peonies Insatiable Hunger

Author:David Wroblewski

“You are part of my existence, part of myself. You have been in every line I have ever read, since I first came here, the rough common boy whose poor heart you wounded even then. You have been in every prospect I have ever seen since-on the river, on the sails of the ships, on the marshes, in the clouds, in the light, in the darkness, in the wind, in the woods, in the sea, in the streets. You have been the embodiment of every graceful fancy that my mind has ever become acquainted with.”

“For me the noise of Time is not sad: I love bells, clocks, watches — and I recall that at first photographic implements were related to techniques of cabinetmaking and the machinery of precision: cameras, in short, were clocks for seeing, and perhaps in me someone very old still hears in the photographic mechanism the living sound of the wood.”

Firsts Stills Sound Watches Seeing Cameras Woods Technique Noise Clock Related Mechanism Bells Recalls Machinery Precision

Author:Roland Barthes

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