#fiction

How often do you ignore a dream, dismiss it as fantasy and then see echoes of the dream around you the following day? What if a dream were the forewarning of what will become your reality; if you are being told within the world of a dream what may occur in the near or distant future, but your mind mangles the truth and information so much that you discard it as fiction? ↗

— Samantha Robertson

#fiction #forewarning #premonition #dreams

Life,” said Marvin dolefully, “loathe it or ignore it, you can’t like it. ↗

— Douglas Adams

#science-fiction #life

To be prepared against surprise is to be trained. To be prepared for surprise is to be educated. ↗

— James P. Carse

#non-fiction #philosophy #psychology #education

Historical novels are, without question, the best way of teaching history, for they offer the human stories behind the events and leave the reader with a desire to know more. ↗

— Louis L'Amour

#historical-fiction #history #reading #education

Education...has produced a vast population able to read but unable to distinguish what is worth reading. ↗

— George Macaulay Trevelyan

#history #nonfiction #reading #social-commentary #education

I come from a place where everyone has great power, by your standards, and they steadfastly refuse to use it for self-aggrandizement ... anywhere ... ever. ↗

— J.Z. Colby

#educational #personal-power #science-fiction #young-adult #education

The type of mind that can understand good fiction is not necessarily the educated mind, but it is at all times the kind of mind that is willing to have its sense of mystery deepened by contact with reality, and its sense of reality deepened by contact with mystery. ↗

— Flannery O'Connor

#literature #mystery #education

Hope is putting Faith "on the line" and expecting results! (from Mission Possible - Spiritual Covering) ↗

— Deborah L. McCarragher

#family-life #inspirational #marriage #non-fiction #relationships

If woman had no existence save in the fiction written by men, one would imagine her a person of the utmost importance (...); as great as a man, some think even greater. But this is woman in fiction. In fact, as Professor Trevelyan points out [in his History of England], she was locked up, beaten and flung about the room. ↗

— Virginia Woolf

#clichés #dignity #equality #fiction #gender

One of the two owners, the man who had been sitting in the front room, was stretched out in there asleep, stockinged-toes pointed at the ceiling, one hand backed defensively against his eyes to ward off the light. He'd taken off his vest and shoes, and that strap that wasn't straight enough to be a suspender-strap was dangling now around one of the knobs at the foot of the bed. It ended in a holster, with a black, cross-grained slab of metal protruding from it. Turner couldn't take his eyes off it, while the long seconds that to him were minutes toiled by. That meant out, that black slab, more surely than any door. He had to have it. More than that, it meant a continuance of out, for so long as he had it. And he wanted out with all the desperate longing of all trapped things, blindly scratching, clawing their way through a maze to the open. To the open where the equal chance is. ↗

— Cornell Woolrich

#crime-thriller #noir #noir-fiction #equality