#ace

Macbeth: If we should fail? Lady Macbeth: We fail? But screw your courage to the sticking place, And we'll not fail. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#screw #sticking-place #courage

Art is the child of nature in whom we trace the features of the mothers face. ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

#child #face #mother #nature #art

Scapegrace leaped up. “I am the Killer Supreme! I make murder into an art form!” Skulduggery hit him again and Scapegrace did a little twirl before falling. ↗

— Derek Landy

#scapegrace #skulduggery #twirl #art

It's not that students don't "get" Kafka's humor but that we've taught them to see humor as something you get -- the same way we've taught them that a self is something you just have. No wonder they cannot appreciate the really central Kafka joke -- that the horrific struggle to establish a human self results in a self whose humanity is inseparable from that horrific struggle. That our endless and impossible journey toward home is in fact our home. It's hard to put into words up at the blackboard, believe me. You can tell them that maybe it's good they don't "get" Kafka. You can ask them to imagine his art as a kind of door. To envision us readers coming up and pounding on this door, pounding and pounding, not just wanting admission but needing it, we don't know what it is but we can feel it, this total desperation to enter, pounding and pushing and kicking, etc. That, finally, the door opens...and it opens outward: we've been inside what we wanted all along. Das ist komisch. ↗

— David Foster Wallace

#art

A dog has one aim in life... to bestow his heart. ↗

— J.R. Ackerley

#dog #doglovers #humanity #kindness #love

Writing, the art of communicating thoughts to the mind through the eye, is the great invention of the world...enabling us to converse with the dead, the absent, and the unborn, at all distances of time and space. ↗

— Abraham Lincoln

#space #time #writing #art

We just wanna be the happy bums that we are. That's all. ↗

— Mike Patton

#complacency #contentment #disposition #happiness #attitude

Afterward, Isabel drove me home and I shut myself in the study with Rilke, and I read and I wanted. And leaving you (there arent words to untangle it) Your life, fearful and immense and blossoming, So that, sometimes frustrated, and sometimes understanding Your life is sometimes a stone in you, and then, a star I was beginning to undertand poetry. ↗

— Maggie Stiefvater

#rilke #sam-roth #life

We are suspicious of grace. We are afraid of the very lavishness of the gift. ↗

— Madeleine L'Engle

#madeleine-l-engle #walking-on-water #art

God really is a Father, as displeased with a cramped, niggardly attitude of lack as with its opposite. ↗

— Brother Andrew

#god-s-grace #attitude