Page 6 Quotes

“I love Canada...It is a great country much too cold for good sense, inhabited by compassionate, intelligent people with bad hairdos.”
― Yann Martel, Life of Pi

“And it is strange that absence can feel like presence.”
― Ally Condie, Crossed

“I don't think you can call it stalking when it's just phone calls and letters and emails and knocking on the door.”
― Nick Hornby, A Long Way Down

“Life is a beautiful thing, but infinitely unfair.”
― Micalea Smeltzer, The Endurance of Wildflowers

“They believed in angles and alchemy and the devil, and they believed that the universe followed precise, mathematical laws.”
― Edward Dolnick, The Clockwork Universe: Isaac Newton, the Royal Society, and the Birth of the Modern World

“Life is a beautiful thing, but infinitely unfair.”
― Micaela Smeltzer

“All his memories of her were like that: They had come back together by streetcar from the apartment where they first made love. (Mirek noted with distinct satisfaction that he had completely forgotten their coitions, that he was unable to recall even a single moment of them.) More robust, taller than he (he was small and frail), she sat on a corner bench in the jolting streetcar, her face sullen, closed, surprisingly old. When he asked her why she was so silent, she told him she had not been satisfied with their lovemaking. She said he had made love to her like an intellectual. In the political jargon of those days, the word “intellectual” was an insult. It indicated someone who did not understand life and was cut off from the people.”
― Milan Kundera, The Book of Laughter and Forgetting

“It was surprising what old experiences remembered could do to a presumedly educated, civilized man.”
― Dorothy B. Hughes, The Expendable Man

“The day was now extremely bright as the diagonal rays of the sun reflected from the film of unmelted snow that still stuck to the ground.”
― Charles McCarry, Shelley's Heart

“I am an old man. There are things in which I take pleasure—there are other things—such as the music of today—which do not give me pleasure. But all the same I know Genius when I meet it. There are a hundred charlatans—a hundred breakers down of tradition who think that by doing so they have accomplished something wonderful. And there is the hundred and first—a creator, a man who steps boldly into the future—’ He paused, then went on. ‘Yes, I know genius when I meet it. I may not like it—but I recognize it. Groen, whoever he is, has genius . . . The music of tomorrow . . .”
― Mary Westmacott, Giant's Bread