#hen

Every time you go to see Hamlet you don't expect it to have a happy ending...you're still enthralled. (Interview BBC Radio 4 Today 17 October 2012.) ↗

— Hilary Mantel

#henry-viii #historical-fiction #historical-novel #thomas-cromwell #historical-fiction

I am living at the Villa Borghese. There is not a crumb of dirt anywhere, nor a chair misplaced. We are all alone here and we are dead. ↗

— Henry Miller

#henry-miller #first-sentence

Writing fiction, especially a long work of fiction can be difficult, lonely job; it’s like crossing the Atlantic Ocean in a bathtub. There’s plenty of opportunity for self-doubt. ↗

— Stephen King

#self-doubt #stephen-king #writing #writing-craft

Though the task of opening those doors is in no means difficult, Andria finds herself unable to move her shaking legs, as her ankles tremble in her crystal heels, and her fingers, holding gently onto the length of her gorgeous gown, terribly shake in step with the beat of her precious, precious heart. ↗

— Hannah Nikka Bryan

#apprehension #door #fantasy #fear #fiction

There was murder, there was rape, there were unspeakable practices, and all of them were for the good, the bloody good, the bloody myth, for the grail, for the Tower. ↗

— Stephen King

#chambers #dark #deschain #grail #gunslinger

Hey, can I see that sword you were using?" I showed him Riptide, and explained how it turned from a pen into a sword just by uncapping it. "Cool! Does it ever run out of ink?" "Um, well, I don't actually write with it." "Are you really the son of Poseidon?" "Well, yeah." "Can you surf really well, then?" I looked at Grover, who was trying hard not to laugh. "Jeez, Nico," I said. "I've never really tried." He went on asking questions. Did I fight a lot with Thalia, since she was a daughter of Zeus? (I didn't answer that one.) If Annabeth's mother was Athena, the goddess of wisdom, then why didn't Annabeth know better than to fall off a cliff? (I tried not to strangle Nico for asking that one.) Was Annabeth my girlfriend? (At this point, I was ready to stick the kid in a meat-flavored sack and throw him to the wolves.) ↗

— Rick Riordan

#athena #grover-underwood #nico-di-angelo #percy-jackson #poseidon

There is a place where the sidewalk ends And before the street begins, And there the grass grows soft and white, And there the sun burns crimson bright, And there the moon-bird rests from his flight To cool in the peppermint wind. Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black And the dark street winds and bends. Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow, And watch where the chalk-white arrows go To the place where the sidewalk ends. Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow, And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go, For the children, they mark, and the children, they know The place where the sidewalk ends. ↗

— Shel Silverstein

#forever-and-a-day #lyrics #music-lyrics #silverstein #song

There is science, logic, reason; there is thought verified by experience. And then there is California. ↗

— Edward Abbey

#experience #logic #reason #science #then

There is love there. And then there's times when I can't even stomach Simon. You don't have to sit next to him. That's all I have to say. ↗

— Paula Abdul

#him #i #love #next #say

Whenever you have a crisis, you're always going to have the extremists taking advantage of the situation. ↗

— King Abdullah II

#always #crisis #extremists #going #situation