They've got something good and decent . . . a little simple faith, and they'll move mountains with it.
-Ray Bradbury, The Illustrated Man, "The Man"
But to look back from the stony plain along the road which led one to that place is not at all the same thing as walking on the road; the perspective to say the very least, changes only with the journey; only when the road has, all abruptly and treacherously, and with an absoluteness that permits no argument, turned or dropped or risen is one able to see all that one could not have seen from any other place.
-James Baldwin, Go Tell it on the Mountain
If you surrender to the wind, you can ride it.
-Toni Morrison, Song of Solomon
It was like when you make a move in chess and just as you take your finger off the piece, you see the mistake you've made, and there's this panic because you don't know yet the scale of disaster you've left yourself open to.
-Kazuo Ishiguro, Never Let Me Go
It's a metaphor, see: You put the killing thing right between your teeth, but you don't give it the power to do its killing.
-John Green, The Fault In Our Stars
But the beginning of things, of a world especially, is necessarily vague, tangled, chaotic, and exceedingly disturbing. How few of us ever emerge from such beginning! How many souls perish in its tumult!
-Kate Chopin, The Awakening
Truth resides in every human hear, and one has to search for it there, and to be guided by truth as one sees it. But no one has a right to coerce others to act according to his own view of truth
There is neither happiness nor misfortune in this world, there is merely the comparison between one state and another, nothing more. Only someone who had suffered the deepest misfortune is capable of experiencing the heights of felicity.
-Alexander Dumas, The Count of Monte Cristo
How can one man take on the memories of even one other man, let alone five or ten or a thousand or ten thousand; how can they be sanctified each?
-Anne Michaels, Fugitive Pieces
I know somewhat too much; and from this knowledge, once one has been infected, there seems to be no recovering. I ought never to have taken my lantern to see what was going on in the hut by the granary. On the other hand, there was no way, once I had picked up the lantern, for me to put it down again. The knot loops in upon itself; I cannot find the end.
—J.M. Coetzee, Waiting for the Barbarians
To see the universal and all-pervading Spirit of Truth face to face one must be able to love the meanest of creation as oneself. And a man who aspires after that cannot afford to keep out of any field of life.
-Mohandas Gandhi, Gandhi The Man