“I sometimes think, with a sad delight, that if one day, in a future I no longer belong to, these sentences, that I write, last with praise, I will at last have the people who understand me, those mine, the true family to be born in and be loved... I will only be understood in effigy, when affection no longer repays the dead the unaffection that was, when living.” PeopleIfsThinkingWritingSometimesLastsBornMinesOne DayUnderstoodPraiseAffectionDelightSentencesImmortalityUnderstand MeTrue Family Author:Fernando Pessoa
“I was always aware, reading Chesterton, that there was someone writing this who rejoiced in words, who deployed them on the page as an artist deploys his paints upon his palette. Behind every Chesterton sentence there was someone painting with words, and it seemed to me that at the end of any particularly good sentence or any perfectly-put paradox, you could hear the author, somewhere behind the scenes, giggling with delight.” WritingEndsJoyArtistReadingBehindsScenePagesPaintDelightSentencesParadoxBehind The ScenesPalette Book:The View from the Cheap Seats: Selected Nonfiction Source: The View from the Cheap Seats: Selected Nonfiction