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Nothing can really be planned; only the gods make plans and very often even they botch things up terribly.
[MacEwen, Mermaids and Ikons]
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In the rain the land seems to let go of what it carries.
[O'Grady, I Could Read the Sky]
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The chances of anyone alive today experiencing a year as relatively cool as 1996 are effectively nil.
[Vaillant, Fire Weather]
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Alone, she walks beneath the soaring chestnuts, lies out beneath the thunderheads, and lets the rain fall through her, on her, through her.
[Mason, North Woods]
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I have always felt that the art of telling a story consists in so stimulating the listener's imagination that he drowns himself in his own reveries long before the end. The best stories I have heard were pointless, the best books those whose plot I can never remember, the best individuals those whom I never get anywhere with.
[Miller, The Colossus of Maroussi]
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The slow fall of the evening among this smashed and shattered masonry, the decrescendo and then the silence of the cicadas, the wide unruffled gleam of the sea below and the nerve-stilling quietness of the air, hold a different message. A spell of peace lives in the ruins of ancient Greek temples. As the traveller leans back among the fallen capitals and allows the hours to pass, it empties the mind of troubling thoughts and anxieties and slowly refills it, like a vessel that has been drained and scoured, with a quiet ecstasy. Nearly all that has happened fades to a limbo of shadows and insignificance and is painlessly replaced by an intimation of radiance, simplicity and calm which unties all knots and solves all riddles and seems to murmur a benevolent and unimperious suggestion that the whole of life, if it were allowed to unfold without hindrance or compulsion or search for alien solutions, might be limitlessly happy.
[Patrick Leigh Fermor, Mani]
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It was a dull town, Chania, but Rydal rather liked dull towns, because they forced one to look at things - for want of anything else to do - that one might not otherwise notice. Like the number of flowerpots on window-sills as compared with the number in Athens or in other small towns he had been in on the mainland.
[Highsmith, The Two Faces of January]
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Otherwise the rule was the anonymity of power - high leverage, low visibility.
[de Pury, The Auctioneer]
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As for his golf, well, music is dependent on rhythm and tempo. So is golf. Dad had both.
[Crosby, 18 Holes with Bing]
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Here under boughs a bracing spring
Percolates, roses without number
Umber the earth, and rustling,
The leaves drip slumber.
[Sappho]
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People loved an irregular trajectory so long as it ended well.
[Bernstein, The Coming Bad Days]
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You're around some really prominent people and some are just as common as old shoes.
[Scanlan, Kick the Latch]
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"Judd got angry and paranoid as the world turned to kitsch," she says. "The man had a very concrete aesthetic. And his aesthetic was his ethic."
[Haden-Guest, True Colors]
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And all Indigenous people of Australia, in turn, had been isolated from the rest of the world for at lest fifty thousand years, reaching back to the fogs of the Dreamtime and the primordial days of their earliest myths.
[Sides, The Wide Wide Sea]
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Grow, mosses. Reproduce, wee beasties, the pitter-patter of your tiny feet rocks me to sleep, the creeping of your roots consoles me. Nothing lasts very long. Not a thing. Not stillness. Nor calamity. Nor the sea. Nor your ugly little children. Nor the earth that tolerates your puny little feet.
[Sola, When I Sing, Mountains Dance]
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