#range

Walls protect and walls limit. It is in the nature of walls that they should fall. That walls should fall is the consequence of blowing your own trumpet. ↗

— Jeanette Winterson

#oranges-are-not-the-only-fruit #walls #nature

‘And Death spoke to them —’” “Sorry,” interjected Harry, “but Death spoke to them?” “It’s a fairy tale, Harry!” “Right, sorry. Go on. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#hermoine-granger #humor #death

I've never been able to understand 'faith' myself, nor to see how a just God could expect his creatures to pick the one true religion out of an infinitude of false ones - by faith alone. It strikes me as a sloppy way to run an organization, whether universe or a smaller one. ↗

— Robert A. Heinlein

#science-fiction #stranger-in-a-strange-land #faith

Voldemort’s fury at the fall of his last, best lieutenant exploded with the force of a bomb. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#voldemort #death

I play Orange County drums. I love those guys. I've got a four piece kit. ↗

— Travis Barker

#drums #four #got #guys #i

...until that moment I had not understood that this was a story about lonely people, about absence and loss, and that that was why I had taken refuge in it until it became confused with my own life, like someone who has escaped into the pages of a novel because those whom he needs to love seem nothing more than ghosts inhabiting the mind of a stranger. ↗

— Carlos Ruiz Zafón

#loss #strangers #life

Why shouldn't truth be stranger than fiction? Fiction, after all, has to make sense. ↗

— Mark Twain

#fiction #make #sense #stranger #than

I aim my arrangements at what will fit and colorfully frame the song in the best way possible. ↗

— Les Baxter

#arrangements #best #best way #fit #frame

I met with my lawyers. They gave me all the wrong advice. For a long time I refused to accept the child was mine. I should have met her, arranged a DNA test and accepted my responsibility. ↗

— Boris Becker

#accepted #advice #arranged #child #dna

My sense of divine brings with it a strange sound of music with its glories, a marvellous melody sounding like a multitude of flutes. ↗

— Paul Twitchell

#divine #glories #like #marvellous #melody