There's many, many ways to write a song. But generally, sitting down at a table and writing is not one of them.
You can control your choices but you can't control the outcome of those choices.
after an epic search, I finally found something neither green nor fuzzy. It was a hot sausage link. I named it Peter, mostly because it seemed like the right thing to do. As soon as my java was piping hot I popped him into the microwave. hopefully the radioactive environment would sterilize Peter. No need to have little Peters running around, wreaking havoc.
Heaven is a person: Jesus.
Never traffic in unpracticed truth.
The great wheel of fire of ancient wisdom, silence and word engendering the myth of the origin, human action engendering the epic voyage toward the other; historical violence revealing the tragic flaw of the hero who must then return to the land of origin; myth of death and renewal and silence from which new words and images will arise, keeps on turning in spite of the blindness of purely lineal thought.
It's a strange world. Some people get rich and others eat sh** and die.
A man can live on his wits and his balls for only so long.
Epics are never written about libraries. They exist on whim; it depends on if the conquering army likes to read.
Nature is a book of many pages and each page tells a fascinating story to him who learns her language. Our fertile valleys and craggy mountains recite an epic poem of geologic conflicts. The starry sky reveal gigantic suns and space and time without end.
The salvation of a single soul is more important than the production or preservation of all the epics and tragedies in the world.
Never stand between a dog and the hydrant.
Men want the same thing from their underwear that they want from women: a little bit of support, and a little bit of freedom.
Those around you can have their novellas, sweet, their short stories of cliché and coincidence, occasionally spiced up with tricks of the quirky, the achingly mundane, the grotesque. A few will even cook up Greek tragedy, those born into misery, destined to die in misery. But you, my bride of quietness, you will craft nothing less than epic with your life. Out of all of them, your story will be the one to last.
[Kafka] transformed the profoundly antipoetic material of a highly bureaucratized society into the great poetry of the novel; he transformed a very ordinary story of a man who cannot obtain a promised job . . . into myth, into epic, into a kind of beauty never before seen.
His life has been lived, so far, within narrow limits and he is quite naïve about most kinds of experience; he fears it and yet is wildly eager for it. To reassure himself, he converts it into epic myth as fast as it happens. He is forever play-acting.
The mathematics are distinguished by a particular privilege, that is, in the course of ages, they may always advance and can never recede.
Unlike religious people, I look at all religions equally.
You are able to do many things. But be sure you find the one thing you must do.
There's no one without significant creative potential.
If you're just like someone else, we don't need you.
All women are good - good for nothing, or good for something.
I wanted to write a big novel, something epic in scale.
The opportunities of the twenty-first century make those of us who care about cities feel like kids in a candy store: How will cities survive and lead the way in the transformation required to combat global warming? Resilient Cities gives us a road map for this epic journey upon which we are embarking.
A pair of legs engineered to defy the laws of physics and a mindset to master the most epic of splits.
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