#jo

At noon, on the Fourth of July, 1826, while the Liberty Bell was again sounding its old message to the people of Philadelphia, the soul of Thomas Jefferson passed on; and a few hours later John Adams entered into rest, with the name of his old friend upon his lips. ↗

— Allen Johnson

#again #bell #entered #few #fourth

A novel's whole pattern is rarely apparent at the outset of writing, or even at the end; that is when the writer finds out what a novel is about, and the job becomes one of understanding and deepening or sharpening what is already written. That is finding the theme. ↗

— Diane Johnson

#already #apparent #becomes #deepening #end

I hope to be with you as a writer for a very long time, and I hope that you will enjoy reading my work, because readers are the highest form of life on this planet. ↗

— Guy Johnson

#enjoy #enjoy reading #form #highest #highest form

In Berlin I especially enjoyed the orchestral concerts, and I attended a large number of them. I formed the acquaintance of a good many musicians, several of whom spoke of my playing in high terms. ↗

— James Weldon Johnson

#attended #berlin #concerts #enjoyed #especially

John Henry Lloyd is the man I gave the credit to for polishing my skills. He taught me how to play third base and how to protect myself. John taught me more baseball than anyone else. ↗

— Judy Johnson

#base #baseball #credit #else #gave

Can I throw harder than Joe Wood? Listen mister, no man alive can throw any harder than Smokey Joe Wood. ↗

— Walter Johnson

#any #harder #i #joe #listen

So I was determined to use my last two years in college doing something I thought I would enjoy, which was acting. And it was probably because there was girls over in the drama school too, you know? ↗

— James Earl Jones

#because #college #determined #doing #drama

It's nice not to have the majority of the attention on me like there is when playing a concerto with an orchestra. ↗

— Leila Josefowicz

#concerto #like #majority #me #nice

All I wanted was to live a life where I could be me, and be okay with that. I had no need for material possessions, money or even close friends with me on my journey. I never understood people very well anyway, and they never seemed to understand me very well either. All I wanted was my art and the chance to be the creator of my own world, my own reality. I wanted the open road and new beginnings every day. ↗

— Charlotte Eriksson

#be-yourself #free #journaling #journey #misunderstood

I was still young and the whole world of beauty was opening before me, my own officious obstructions were often swept aside and, startled into self-forgetfulness, I again tasted Joy. ... One thing, however, I learned, which has since saved me from many popular confusions of mind. I came to know by experience that it is not a disguise of sexual desire. ... I repeatedly followed that path - to the end. And at the end one found pleasure; which immediately resulted in the discovery that pleasure (whether that pleasure or any other) was not what you had been looking for. No moral question was involved; I was at this time as nearly nonmoral on that subject as a human creature can be. The frustration did not consist in finding a "lower" pleasure instead of a "higher." It was the irrelevance of the conclusion that marred it. ... You might as well offer a mutton chop to a man who is dying of thirst as offer sexual pleasure to the desire I am speaking of. ... Joy is not a substitute for sex; sex is very often a substitute for Joy. I sometimes wonder whether all pleasures are not substitutes for Joy. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#pleasure #beauty