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“The freedom of the open road is seductive, serendipitous and absolutely liberating.”

“The high road of grace will get you somewhere a whole lot faster then the freeway of spite.”

“We love our partners for who they are, not for who they are not.”

“Travel is costly yes, but it pays dividends too.”

“Be a team player, not a bandwagon jumper.”

“There is no such thing as loving a child too much.”

“The highway of grace will get you somewhere a whole lot faster then the freeway of spite.”

“Successes are those highlights of life we look back on with a smile. But it's the day to day grind of getting them that defines the laugh lines etched until the end of time. Enjoy each moment along the way”

“The approach to digital culture I abhor would indeed turn all the world's books into one book, just as Kevin (Kelly) suggested. It might start to happen in the next decade or so. Google and other companies are scanning library books into the cloud in a massive Manhattan Project of cultural digitization. What happens next is what's important. If the books in the cloud are accessed via user interfaces that encourage mashups of fragments that obscure the context and authorship of each fragment, there will be only one book. This is what happens today with a lot of content; often you don't know where a quoted fragment from a news story came from, who wrote a comment, or who shot a video. A continuation of the present trend will make us like various medieval religious empires, or like North Korea, a society with a single book. The Bible can serve as a prototypical example. Like Wikipedia, the Bible's authorship was shared, largely anonymous, and cumulative, and the obscurity of the individual authors served to create an oracle-like ambience for the document as "the literal word of God." If we take a non-metaphysical view of the Bible, it serves as a link to our ancestors, a window. The ethereal, digital replacement technology for the printing press happens to have come of age in a time when the unfortunate ideology I'm criticizing dominates technological culture. Authorship - the very idea of the individual point of view - is not a priority of the new ideology. The digital flattening of expression into a global mush is not presently enforced from the top down, as it is in the case of a North Korean printing press. Instead, the design of software builds the ideology into those actions that are the easiest to perform on the software designs that are becoming ubiquitous. It is true that by using these tools, individuals can author books or blogs or whatever, but people are encouraged by the economics of free content, crowd dynamics, and lord aggregators to serve up fragments instead of considered whole expressions or arguments. The efforts of authors are appreciated in a manner that erases the boundaries between them. The one collective book will absolutely not be the same thing as the library of books by individuals it is bankrupting. Some believe it will be better; others, including me, believe it will be disastrously worse. As the famous line goes from Inherit the Wind: 'The Bible is a book... but it is not the only book' Any singular, exclusive book, even the collective one accumulating in the cloud, will become a cruel book if it is the only one available.”

“Fantasy, an unflagging optimism is necessary for a writer at all stages of this rough game. A kind of madness is therefore necessary, when there is every logical reason for a state of depression and discouragement. Perhaps the fact that I can react with utter gloom to this is what keeps me from being psychotic and keeps me merely neurotic. I am doing quite a good day's work today. But I am also aware of the madness that actually sustains me, and I am not made more comfortable or happy by it.”

“The term - 'Fairy-Tales' is so ironical in itself, when I sometimes sit to write love stories with a happy ending, it usually drags me into a dilemma whether, I should even begin with a love story at first place or not? Because honestly, I haven't seen many of them reaching climax, most of them just die out in the mid. Then comes the concept of fairy tales or what we say 'fiction', where nothing is impossible! But over time, if I've realized something, it is that there's no such term called fiction when it comes to reality! Its harsh, in-your-face-sarcastic, ironical and highly irrational. You can't expect what's coming up next, and how it's going to blow you. In the real life, the entire meaning of fiction ceases to exist. Conclusively, we writers, deal with harsh reality and write lively fictions, this job in itself is so ironical but, that's life...”

“I don’t like talking much. And honestly, that’s okay. Not everyone is built for constant conversation. Some of us observe more than we speak. We listen, we think, we process. Silence is not emptiness ; it’s clarity. I don’t like talking much. I don’t trust much either. It’s not attitude — it’s experience. I choose my words carefully and my people even more carefully. Silence protects my peace. Distance protects my heart. Those who understand this… stay close. Those who don’t, drift away I speak when it matters. I share when it feels right. And the people who understand this… are my kind of people”

“For what was it about books that once finished left the reader in a bit of a haze and made them reread the last few sentences in order to continue the ringing in their hearts a while longer, so as not to let the silence illumine the fact that reading, they had gained something — distance, a lesson, a companion, a new world — but now, after the last full stop, they had lost something palpable and felt a little emptier than before.”

“Majina ya vitabu yanapaswa kuchaguliwa kwa mantiki na kwa makini ya hali ya juu mno, kwa sababu ni miongoni mwa vitu vya kwanza watu wanavyoviona na kuvisoma. Watu wakivutiwa na jina la kitabu, au mwandishi; kitu cha pili watakachovutiwa kuangalia ni dibaji, kusudi wasome muhtasari wa kitabu kizima. Kwa hiyo dibaji inapaswa iandikwe kwa mantiki na kwa makini ileile iliyotumika katika kuchagua jina la kitabu. Lengo la jina la kitabu na dibaji ni kuishawishi hadhira kusoma kitabu na kukifurahia.”

“نحن لا يمكن أن نجبر فناناً على أن يعمل بخلاف ما تمليه عليه طبيعته وإلا كنا نجبره على التصنع والتكلف، وهذا شر لا يمكن أن يؤذي الأدب والفن، والمسألة في غاية البساطة مع ذلك، فإذا كنا نتيح للفنان حريته كاملة، فنحن أيضاً أحرار في تقييمنا للأعمال الفنية، فلا نمنح تقديرنا إلا لمن يقدم لنا العمل الفني الكامل، وهو العمل الفني الرفيع فنياً النافع إنسانياً واجتماعياً”

“How Not to Use AI (Sonnet 2651-2652) Every artist has a central art, an art that defines their life, keep that art pure and human, till the day you die. The medium may change with time, but the material must be human. I repeat, AI may assist humanity, but not substitute humanity. Humans are not much bright to begin with, with all our jungle biases and prejudices, and leaning heavily on generative ai, would only turn society into meatmarket. AI is not the problem, mindlessness is, in fact, it's stupid not to make use of a marvelous new instrument out of rigidity, but you must draw a clear line between human originality and ai assistance. For example, I literally cannot remember when was the last time I picked up a physical pen, as all my books are written on a computer. And at some point, I might even consider using AI for minor bookcover edits, not generate the cover mark you, but strictly for tweaks of the images. I won't even let your little bards and byrons anywhere near my writing, let alone algorithms. I am Naskar, the canon is Naskar, it'll remain Naskar, till the universe collapses and the next one begins.”

“You kissed me that morning as if you’d never done it before and never would again and now I write another letter that I will never dare to send, collecting memories of loss like chains tight around my chest, and if you see a fire from the shore tonight it’s my chains going up in flames.”

“A poetess is not as selfish as you assume. After months of agonising over her marriage of words—the bride— and spaces—the groom, she knows that as soon as she has penned the poem, it’s yours to consume. So, without giving it a think, she blows on the ink and the letters fly away like dandelions on a windy day, landing on hands and lips, on hearts and hips. But more often than not, you can easily spot them trodden and forgotten, becoming sodden and rotten. Yet, she will continue to make what’s others to take because selfishness is not the mark of a poetess.”

“and I kept writing of love during the war I wrote you poems so the world seemed less obscene so I’d suspend time and cease the disappearing during the war I wrote you poems so you felt held in your unravelling so the blasts wouldn’t reach who we were becoming during the war I wrote you poems so they wouldn’t win so the fragrance of my people lingered in the streets like a thousand burst tangerines”

“It was very nice to realize how we can cancel the space that apparently divides people, and share with them our stories as if they were part of the same experience, bringing them closer to us. And I think that's the beauty of a story: you have the chance to live it somehow through the feelings of the storyteller.”

“Yes, I was just thinking.’ ‘About what?’ ‘About how a writer can make the most awful things…’ Brunetti didn’t want to say ‘beautiful’, but that was what he meant. ‘Can make them powerful,’ he chose instead. It wasn’t the same, but it was also true. She surprised him by saying, ‘I’ve never understood why you studied law.’ She picked up her coffee and took a sip. ‘I’m not sure I do either.’ ‘Do you regret it?’ He shook his head. ‘No, the law is beautiful. It’s like building a cathedral.’ ‘You’ve lost me,’ Paola said with a smile.”