#mile

He was warm, partly because he had on many layers, and partly because boys whoa re part wolf and part wind do not get cold. ↗

— Dave Eggers

#funny #smile #funny

I don't want the words to be naked the way they are in faxes or in the computer. I want them to be covered by an envelope that you have to rip open in order to get at. I want there to be a waiting time -a pause between the writing and the reading. I want us to be careful about what we say to each other. I want the miles between us to be real and long. This will be our law -that we write our dailiness and our suffering very, very carefully. ↗

— Siri Hustvedt

#letter #miles #words #write #love

Science teaches to think but love teaches to smile. ↗

— Santosh Kalwar

#science #smile #teach #think #love

The power of a smile is such that even drawing a happy face on a piece of paper makes your lips turn up. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#happy #richelle #richelle-goodrich #smile #richelle-goodrich

I enjoy it when the world smiles; the more smiles, the warmer I am. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#enjoyment #literature #literature-quotes #poems #poetry

Where to start? Everything cracks and shakes, The air trembles with similes, No one world's better than another; the earth moans with metaphors. ↗

— Osip Mandelstam

#poetry #simile #simile

Max." Fang let go of my hand. "Right now, it's really all about—us." He swooped down to the right in a big semicircle, ending facing me. Slowly we climbed upward, until we were almost vertical, flying straight up to the sun. While carefully synchronizing our wings—they almost touched—Fang leaned in, gently put one hand behind my neck, and kissed me. It was just about as close to heaven as I'll ever get, I guess. I closed my eyes, lost in the feeling of flying and kissing and being with the one person in the world I completely, utterly trusted. When we finally broke apart, we looked down at the others, who were way far below us now. Angel was shading her eyes, looking up at us with a big smile. She was sitting on a dolphin's back, and I hoped soon someone would explain to the dolphin that he shouldn't let Angel take advantage of his good nature. Still looking up at us, Angel gave us a big thumbs-up. "She approves," Fang said with a hint of amusement. "Jeez," I wondered aloud. "Is that a good thing or a bad thing? ↗

— James Patterson

#couple #dolphin #flying #friendship #happiness

Come se nel cuore della natura di uno scrittore ci fosse la purezza. Il cielo aiuti un simile scrittore! Come se Joyce non avesse annusato oscenamente le mutande di Nora. Come se nell’anima di Dostoevskij non avesse mai bisbigliato Svidrigailov. Nel cuore della natura di uno scrittore c’è il capriccio. Curiosità, fissazioni, isolamento, veleno, feticismo, austerità, leggerezza, perplessità, infantilismo eccetera. Il naso nella cucitura di un indumento intimo: ecco la natura dello scrittore. L’impurità. ↗

— Philip Roth

#simile

Emotions unreel in her like spools of cotton. ↗

— Louise Erdrich

#simile #women #simile

And enigmatic smile is worth ten pages of dialog. ↗

— Connie Brockway

#advice #dialog #smile #writing #writing-advice