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It' her life, and she' in the middle of it.


Esmeralda Santiago


#dreams

What the semicolon's anxious supporters fret about is the tendency of contemporary writers to use a dash instead of a semicolon and thus precipitate the end of the world. Are they being alarmist?


Lynne Truss


#english-language #grammar #humor #lynne-truss #punctuation

It's not enough just to do those things anymore; what you must do instead if you want success on any large scale is either figure out a way of getting yourself associated in the audience's mind with their pieties and their sense of 'community,' i.e. ram it home that you're one of THEM; or, alternately, deck and bake yourself into an image configuration so blatant or outrageous that you become a culture myth.


Lester Bangs


#run-on-sentences #music

There is nothing in discourse that is not to be found in a sentence.


Roland Barthes


#sentence #music

With a clamor of bells that set the swallows soaring, the Festival of Summer came to the city. Omelas, bright-towered by the sea. The rigging of the boats in harbor sparkled with flags. In the streets between houses with red roofs and painted walls, between old moss-grown gardens and under avenues of trees, past great parks and public buildings, processions moved. Some were decorous: old people in long stiff robes of mauve and grey, grave master workmen, quiet, merry women carrying their babies and chatting as they walked. In other streets the music beat faster, a shimmering of gong and tambourine, and the people went dancing, the procession was a dance.


Ursula K. Le Guin


#music

From above, start with the privileged view.


Maureen Howard


#nature

There was a hand in the darkness, and it held a knife.


Neil Gaiman


#opening-lines #first-sentence

Dear Anyone Who Finds This, Do not blame the drugs.


Lynda Barry


#first-sentence #suicide #first-sentence

On the morning the last Lisbon daughter took her turn at suicide- it was Mary this time, and sleeping pills, like Therese- the two paramedics arrived at the house knowing exactly where the knife drawer was, and the gas oven, and the beam in the basement from which it was possible to tie a rope.


Jeffrey Eugenides


#suicide #first-sentence

Toward the end of February 1954, James Beard was at work in his Greenwich Village kitchen doing what he most loved to do: cooking delicious meals.


Laura Shapiro


#food #food






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