“
What a school thinks about its library is a measure of what it feels about education.
”
”
Harold Howe
“
You and I won't lose each other, I will always find you again. No matter how well you hide. I'm unstoppable.
”
”
Stephenie Meyer (The Host (The Host, #1))
“
Jealous, O’Shea?"
"Actually… I am.
”
”
Stephenie Meyer (The Host (The Host, #1))
“
When a friend is in trouble, don't annoy him by asking if there is anything you can do. Think up something appropriate and do it.
”
”
E.W. Howe
“
Neither heaven nor hell can keep me apart from you, Melanie.
”
”
Stephenie Meyer (The Host (The Host, #1))
“
But remember. Just because you don't believe in something doesn't mean it isn't real.
”
”
Katherine Howe (The Physick Book of Deliverance Dane (The Physick Book, #1))
“
Of course mothers and daughters with strong personalities might see the world from very different points of view.
”
”
Katherine Howe (The Physick Book of Deliverance Dane (The Physick Book, #1))
“
Life is short and there will always be dirty dishes, so let's dance.
”
”
James Howe (Totally Joe (The Misfits, #2))
“
My name is Jared Howe. I haven't spoken to another human being in more than two years, so I'm sure I must seem...a little crazy to you.
”
”
Stephenie Meyer (The Host (The Host, #1))
“
Another Thing I'm Sick of Hearing:
If I started that gay rights group,
I must be gay.
So if i start an animal rights group,
what does that make me?
A giraffe?
”
”
James Howe (Addie on the Inside (The Misfits, #3))
“
Rule #1: The customer is always right. Rule #2: If the customer is wrong, please refer to rule #1.
-Duncan Howe
”
”
Ann Brashares (The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants (Sisterhood, #1))
“
A Psalm of Life
Tell me not in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.
Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou are, to dust thou returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.
Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
Is our destined end or way;
But to act, that each tomorrow
Find us farther than today.
Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And our hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.
In the world's broad field of battle,
In the bivouac of Life,
Be not like dumb, driven cattle!
Be a hero in the strife!
Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant!
Let the dead Past bury its dead!
Act, - act in the living Present!
Heart within, and God o'erhead!
Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints
on the sand of time;
Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o'er life's solenm main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.
Let us then be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait.
”
”
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (Voices of the Night)
“
I am living. I remember you.
”
”
Marie Howe (What the Living Do: Poems)
“
Banning books is just another form of bullying. It's all about fear and an assumption of power. The key is to address the fear and deny the power.
”
”
James Howe
“
One of the most difficult things in the world is to convince a woman that even a bargain costs money.
”
”
E.W. Howe
“
She was always puzzled that people say that darkness falls. To her it seemed instead to rise, massing under trees an shrubs, pouring out from under furniture, only reaching the sky when the spaces near the ground were full.
”
”
Katherine Howe (The Physick Book of Deliverance Dane (The Physick Book, #1))
“
Besides, when I look around me at the men, I feel that God never meant us women to be too particular.
”
”
Marie Jenney Howe (An Anti-Suffrage Monologue)
“
[Button] If Gay and Lesbian people are given civil rights, soon everyone will want them
”
”
James Howe (Totally Joe (The Misfits, #2))
“
Every poem holds the unspeakable inside it. The unsayable... The thing that you can't really say because it's too complicated. It's too complex for us. Every poem has that silence deep in the center of it.
”
”
Marie Howe
“
I hated that the soldier doll had my name. I mean, please. I didn't play with him much. He was another Christmas present from my clueless grandparents. One time when they were visiting, my grandpa asked me if G.I. Joe had been in any wars lately. I said, "No, but he and Ken got married last week." Every Christmas since then, my grandparents have sent me a check.
”
”
James Howe (Totally Joe (The Misfits, #2))
“
All hockey players are bilingual. They know English and profanity.
”
”
Gordie Howe
“
Sticks and stones may break our bones, but names will break our spirit.
”
”
James Howe (The Misfits (The Misfits, #1))
“
Just because you don't believe it[] [...]doesn't mean that it's not true.
”
”
Katherine Howe (The Physick Book of Deliverance Dane (The Physick Book, #1))
“
Another thing I think about names is that they DO hurt. They hurt because we believe them. We think they are telling us something true about ourselves, something other people can see even if we don't. —Bobby Goodspeed
”
”
James Howe (The Misfits (The Misfits, #1))
“
When I get hold of a book I particularly admire, I am so enthusiastic that I loan it to someone who never brings it back.
”
”
E.W. Howe
“
So, this is a rabbit, I thought. He sort of looks like Chester, only he's got longer ears and a shorter tail. And a motor in his nose.
”
”
James Howe (Bunnicula (Bunnicula, #1))
“
Sometimes kids just act impulsively, but it's because we have strong feelings, not because we're trying to make trouble.
”
”
James Howe (The Misfits (The Misfits, #1))
“
This business of really knowing people, deep down, including your own self, it is not something you can learn in school or from a book. It takes your whole being to do it—your eyes and your ears, your brain and your heart. Maybe your heart most of all.
”
”
James Howe (The Misfits (The Misfits, #1))
“
A day can start out ordinary and end up being in the top ten. —Joe Bunch
”
”
James Howe (Totally Joe (The Misfits, #2))
“
There's no such thing as a wasted wish.
”
”
James Howe (Totally Joe (The Misfits, #2))
“
Poetry is telling something to someone.
”
”
Marie Howe
“
Anything I’ve ever tried to keep by force I’ve lost.
”
”
Marie Howe (What the Living Do)
“
When people hear good music, it makes them homesick for something they've never had, and never will have
”
”
E.W. Howe
“
Our sons shall not be taken from us to unlearn
all that we have been able to teach them of charity, mercy and patience.
”
”
Julia Ward Howe
“
The man who can keep a secret may be wise, but he is not half as wise as the man with no secrets to keep
”
”
E.W. Howe
“
Today vegetables. Tomorrow...the world!
”
”
Deborah Howe
“
I liked Hell,
I liked to go there alone
relieved to lie in the wreckage, ruined, physically undone.
The worst had happened. What else could hurt me then?
I thought it was the worst, thought nothing worse could come.
Then nothing did, and no one.
”
”
Marie Howe (Magdalene)
“
A man should be taller, older, heavier, uglier, and hoarser than his wife.
”
”
E.W. Howe
“
When a Girl's on a pedestal, there's nothing some people would like better than to shove her off it, just to know what kind of noise she'd make when she shattered.
”
”
Katherine Howe (Conversion)
“
Why does a heart wear its eyes
into hell
like slivers of false sunshine
”
”
Fanny Howe
“
The future is a trickster rabbit, full of surprises. Only the past is predictable.
”
”
James Howe (The Misfits (The Misfits, #1))
“
A traitor commits his crime but once. The rest/is retribution.
”
”
Marie Howe (The Good Thief)
“
Without devotion any life becomes a stranger's story...told for the body to forget what it once loved.
”
”
Marie Howe (The Good Thief)
“
All in all, Tolkien fans are as varied, remarkable and marvelous as the books and the worlds that they share. They make me feel a little like a Hobbit who glimpses colourful strangers passing but has never left the Shire.
”
”
John Howe
“
The way to be nothing is to do nothing
”
”
Nathaniel Howe
“
A boy doesn't have to go to war to be a hero; he can say he doesn't like pie when he sees there isn't enough to go around.
”
”
E.W. Howe
“
My name is Jared Howe. I haven't spoken to another human being in more than two years, so I'm sure I must seem... a little crazy to you. Please, forgive that and tell me your name, anyway."
"Melanie," I whisper.
"Melanie," he repeats. "I can't tell you how delighted I am to meet you.
”
”
Stephenie Meyer (The Host (The Host, #1))
“
It comes down to this. Some one must wash the dishes. Now, would you expect man, man made in the image of God, to roll up his sleeves and wash the dishes? Why, it would be blasphemy. I know that I am but a rib and so I wash the dishes.
”
”
Marie Jenney Howe (An Anti-Suffrage Monologue)
“
Each of us suffers with envy/for the forgiven.
”
”
Marie Howe (The Good Thief)
“
Dear Skeezie, Today I ran after a boy as he was trying to get away. I tackled him and we both landed in the mud. Do you think I appeared desperate?-Joe Bunch
”
”
James Howe (The Misfits (The Misfits, #1))
“
The wildness of the flower is all in the tone
”
”
Fanny Howe
“
And that's an even greater love: to love somebody when he's a little...worn at the edges.
—Teddy Bear
”
”
James Howe (Teddy Bear's Scrapbook)
“
Sometimes I think it's easier to stand up to the whole school -- or the whole world even -- than it is to stand up to one person, especially if that person really matters to you.
”
”
James Howe (Totally Joe (The Misfits, #2))
“
Probably no man ever had a friend that he did not dislike a little. ~E.W. Howe
”
”
E.W. Howe
“
A boy doesn’t have to go to war to be a hero; he can say he doesn’t like pie when he sees there isn’t enough to go around.” —EDGAR WATSON HOWE
”
”
Brett McKay (The Art Of Manliness: Classic Skills And Manners For The Modern Man)
“
The way I look at it, love does not necessarily make for a happy ending any more than winning does. What makes for a happy ending is what Addie said all along: freedom. The freedom to be who you are without anybody calling you names. —Bobby Goodspeed
”
”
James Howe (The Misfits (The Misfits, #1))
“
Sometimes I open a book that’s so beautiful I have to shut it because it hurts me. I can’t stand it. It’s like, Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! This is going to drive me into my own heart. A day or two days later I’m saying, All right, and I just surrender to it: Do it to me. Go ahead. I want it. I don’t want it. I want it. I don’t want it.
”
”
Marie Howe
“
Modernity consists in a revolt against the prevailing style, an unyielding rage against the official order.
”
”
Irving Howe
“
Any religion which sacrifices women to the brutality of men is no religion.
”
”
Julia Ward Howe
“
Most people have seen worse things in private than they pretend to be shocked at in public.
”
”
E.W. Howe
“
Disarm, disarm. The sword of murder is not
the balance of justice. Blood does not wipe out
dishonour, nor violence indicate possession.
”
”
Julia Ward Howe
“
When you're living through them, events are nothing more than stuff that happens. You're not thinking about significance. Significance only comes when you look back at your life.
”
”
James Howe (The Misfits (The Misfits, #1))
“
...You can have this whole entire life, with all your opinions, your loves, your fears. Eventually those parts of you disappear. And then the people who could remember those parts of you disappear, and before long, all that's left is your name in some ledger. This...person -- she had a favorite food. She had friends and people she disliked. We don't even know how she died...I guess that's why I like preservation better than history. In preservation I feel like I can keep some of it from slipping away.
”
”
Katherine Howe (The Physick Book of Deliverance Dane (The Physick Book, #1))
“
In his voice resonated the timbre of a man who thinks he has convinced himself of an idea, but masks his own doubt by laboring to persuade others.
”
”
Katherine Howe
“
Harold: "It so happens I was discussing great works of literature with Toby."
Chester: "Since when is a Twinkies wrapper considered a great work of literature?
”
”
James Howe (Bunnicula (Bunnicula, #1))
“
But looking back on the next day, I can tell you that happy endings are possible, even in situations as fraught with complications as this one was.
”
”
James Howe (Bunnicula (Bunnicula, #1))
“
To be an ideal guest, stay at home.
”
”
E.W. Howe
“
The ring comes whenever it will
because it's dark
where the mountains mother
and being stuck in one spot
is something to ring bells about
”
”
Fanny Howe
“
If getting is the key to your happiness your key will open few doors. If giving is the key to your happiness you will find few doors locked.
”
”
James Howe
“
The point is that being a minority isn't only about the color of your skin or your religion. it's about not fitting in, being on the outside.
”
”
James Howe (The Misfits)
“
Harold (about max): he looks kinda like a football couch
Chester (sarcastically): Yay team rah rah. if he says anything athletic i'll scream
max: want to jog?
(chester screams).
”
”
James Howe (Howliday Inn (Bunnicula, #2))
“
I remember wishing the moment would hold forever; that we could be fixed there, laughing and irredescent... Then I got panicky because I knew it would pass; that it was passing already.
”
”
Tina Howe (Painting Churches: A Play in Two Acts)
“
I am who I say I am,
I'm not some fantasy
of how you think you think you know
or who I ought to be.
I am a girl who is growing up
in my own sweet time,
I am a girl who knows enough
to know this life is mine.
I am this and I am that and
I am everything in-between.
I'm a dreamer, I'm a dancer,
I'm a part-time drama queen.
I'm a worrier, I'm a warrior,
I'm a loner and a friend,
I'm an outspoken defender
of justice to the end.
I'm the girl in the mirror
who likes the girl she sees,
I'm the girl in the gypsy shawl
with music in her knees.
I'm a singer and a scholar,
I'm a girl who has been kissed.
I'm a solver of equations
wearing bangles on my wrist.
I am bigger than i ever knew,
I am stronger than before,
I am every girl I have ever been,
and all that are in store.
I am who I say I am.
I'm not some fantasy.
I am the me I am inside.
I am who
I chose
to be.
”
”
James Howe
“
I never thought I could write this much and now that it's coming to an end, I feel sad that I have to stop, sort of the way you feel at the end of a really good book and you know you're going to miss the main character. But in this case, the main character is me! Myself. Joe (formerly JoDan) Bunch. —Joe Bunch
”
”
James Howe (Totally Joe (The Misfits, #2))
“
You are totally at the mercy of nature in this country, mate. It’s just a fact of life. But I tell you one thing.” “What’s that?” “It sure makes you appreciate something like this when you know it could all go up in a puff of smoke.” HOWE
”
”
Bill Bryson (In a Sunburned Country)
“
When you're living through it, though, especially when you are twelve and you think the whole world is changing until you realize it isn't the world, it's you, no piece seems little. It's all so big you think it can kill you. But it doesn't. Which is why the story goes on.
”
”
James Howe (The Misfits (The Misfits, #1))
“
Even If I Don’t See it Again
Even if I don’t see it again.–nor ever feel it
I know it is–and that if once it hailed me
it ever does–
and so it is myself I want to turn in that direction
not as towards a place, but it was a tilting
within myself,
as one turns a mirror to flash the light to where
it isn’t.–I was blinded like that–and swam
in what shone at me
only able to endure it by being no one and so
specifically myself I thought I’d die
from being loved like that.
”
”
Marie Howe
“
But an attentive researcher--like you--might be able to see something that all the experts can't see. If she asks the right questions.
”
”
Katherine Howe (Conversion)
“
What's wrong
with being out there, out there like a star
shining in the night when that's the only way
the star can be seen? You never tell a star:
Hey
Tone it down.
”
”
James Howe (Addie on the Inside (The Misfits, #3))
“
A reasonable probability is the only certainty.
”
”
E.W. Howe
“
Sometimes I wish I were a character in a book and there was a writer out there giving me things to say.
”
”
James Howe (The Misfits (The Misfits, #1))
“
Instead of loving your enemies, treat your friends a little better.
”
”
Edward W. Howe
“
I can't rescue what never happened
though I came here to do so.
”
”
Fanny Howe (Come and See)
“
Il est bon à savoir. It is good to know.
”
”
Katherine Howe (Conversion)
“
Thomas Paine was so inspired by the heroism displayed at Fort Mifflin that he published an open letter to William Howe: 'You are fighting for what you can never obtain and we are defending what we never mean to part with.
”
”
Nathaniel Philbrick (Valiant Ambition: George Washington, Benedict Arnold, and the Fate of the American Revolution (The American Revolution Series))
“
If thou be one whose heart the holy forms
Of young imagination have kept pure,
Stranger! henceforth be warned; and know, that pride,
Howe'er disguised in its own majesty,
Is littleness; that he, who feels contempt
For any living thing, hath faculties
Which he has never used; that thought with him
Is in its infancy. The man, whose eye
Is ever on himself, doth look on one,
The least of nature's works, one who might move
The wise man to that scorn which wisdom holds
Unlawful, ever. O, be wiser thou!
Instructed that true knowledge leads to love,
True dignity abides with him alone
Who, in the silent hour of inward thought,
Can still suspect, and still revere himself,
In lowliness of heart.
”
”
William Wordsworth (Lyrical Ballads)
“
Stranger! henceforth be warned; and know that pride,
Howe'er disguised in its own majesty,
Is littleness; that he, who feels contempt
For any living thing, hath faculties
Which he has never used; that thought with him
Is in its infancy...
”
”
William Wordsworth (Lyrical Ballads)
“
The point is that something I thought was perfect has been broken, and I'm having to find the beauty in what is there instead of what I thought was there. Like this shell. I can either spend all my time wishing it were perfect, trying to imagine it the way it was or might have been, or I can see how beautiful it is just like this.
”
”
James Howe (The Watcher)
“
Fangs are more pointed, and vampires use fangs to bite people on the neck.'
'Yech! Who'd want to do that?'
'Vampires would, that's who.'
'Wait a minute. I saw Mrs. Monroe bite Mr. Monroe on the neck once. Does that mean she's a vampire?'
'Boy, are you dumb. She's not a vampire. She's a lawyer.
”
”
Deborah and James Howe (Bunnicula: A Rabbit-Tale of Mystery (Bunnicula and Friends))
“
So does being cool mean you get to go around calling other people names?
”
”
James Howe (The Misfits (The Misfits, #1))
“
Sometimes kids just act impulsively, but it's because we have strong feelings, not because we're trying to make trouble. —Bobby Goodspeed
”
”
James Howe (The Misfits (The Misfits, #1))
“
Everyone has wounds as want healing. Seems like they all find me.
”
”
Katherine Howe (The Physick Book of Deliverance Dane (The Physick Book, #1))
“
God shields the souls of the innocent the best He can from the Devil's torments.
”
”
Katherine Howe (The Physick Book of Deliverance Dane (The Physick Book, #1))
“
Why do not the mothers of mankind interfere in these matters, to prevent the waste of that human life of which they alone bear and know the cost?
”
”
Julia Ward Howe
“
Mentally Connie gathered her strands of thinking into thick handfuls, trying to braid them into a coherent whole.
”
”
Katherine Howe (The Physick Book of Deliverance Dane (The Physick Book, #1))
“
The philosophers stone is just an allegory. It represents everything that man wants and can never have.
”
”
Katherine Howe (The Physick Book of Deliverance Dane (The Physick Book, #1))
“
Now faith is not what we
hereafter have we have a
world resting on nothing
Rest was never more than
abstract since it is empty
reality we cannot escape
”
”
Susan Howe (Souls of the Labadie Tract)
“
I am about to stop being a get-along kind of guy and turn into somebody who makes a difference.
”
”
James Howe (The Misfits (The Misfits, #1))
“
(...) You're very young."
"No one's young anymore. Anyone who's survived this long is ancient."
There's a smile pulling up one corner of his mouth.
”
”
Stephenie Meyer (The Host (The Host, #1))
“
I was impressed. She had already mastered the art of not saying much of anything at all.
”
”
Katherine Howe (Conversion)
“
Mom, you're not going to let him name him, are you? That's favoritism, and I'll be traumatized if you do.
”
”
James Howe (Bunnicula (Bunnicula, #1))
“
Soon I will die, he said, and then what everyone has been so afraid of for so long will have finally happened, and then everyone can rest.
”
”
Marie Howe (What the Living Do)
“
If nature abhors a vacuum, historiography loves a void because it can be filled with any number of plausible accounts;
Howe, Nicholas, Anglo-Saxon England and the postcolonial void
”
”
Deanne Williams (Postcolonial Approaches To The European Middle Ages: Translating Cultures)
“
She dog ears her current page and I cringe. “What?” “That’s not a very nice way to treat your book.” She scoffs, “It’s a book, Finn. It’s meant to be enjoyed until it falls apart.
”
”
D.L. Howe (The Exchange (KC Chronicles #1))
“
Crying can help, too. People are often afraid to cry because they are told that crying is for babies. Crying does not make you a baby, no matter what anyone says. There are times when people feel so bad that they can't express their feelings in words. At those times, crying helps.
”
”
James Howe (The Hospital Book)
“
There is utopia and utopia. The kind imposed by an elite in the name of a historical imperative—that utopia is hell. It must lead to terror and then, terror exhausted, to cynicism and torpor. But surely there is another utopia. It cannot be willed either into existence or out of sight, it speaks for our sense of what may yet be.
”
”
Irving Howe
“
Like an unfinished symphony, her story played on my mind for most of my life. It would rock to the tune of the passage of time, an adagio of high notes, low notes an illusive movements. Then when I least expected it, I happened upon the missing notes in the life of Charlotte Howe Taylor.
”
”
Sally Armstrong
“
WHAT THE LIVING DO
Johnny, the kitchen sink has been clogged for days, some utensil probably fell down there.
And the Drano won't work but smells dangerous, and the crusty dishes have piled up
waiting for the plumber I still haven't called. This is the everyday we spoke of.
It's winter again: the sky's a deep, headstrong blue, and the sunlight pours through
the open living-room windows because the heat's on too high in here and I can't turn it off.
For weeks now, driving, or dropping a bag of groceries in the street, the bag breaking,
I've been thinking: This is what the living do. And yesterday, hurrying along those
wobbly bricks in the Cambridge sidewalk, spilling my coffee down my wrist and sleeve,
I thought it again, and again later, when buying a hairbrush: This is it.
Parking. Slamming the car door shut in the cold. What you called that yearning.
What you finally gave up. We want the spring to come and the winter to pass. We want
whoever to call or not call, a letter, a kiss--we want more and more and then more of it.
But there are moments, walking, when I catch a glimpse of myself in the window glass,
say, the window of the corner video store, and I'm gripped by a cherishing so deep
for my own blowing hair, chapped face, and unbuttoned coat that I'm speechless:
I am living. I remember you.
”
”
Marie Howe (What the Living Do: Poems)
“
The extraordinary dedication of the young Mozart, under the guidance of his father, is perhaps most powerfully articulated by Michael Howe, a psychologist at the University of Exeter, in his book Genius Explained. He estimates that Mozart had clocked up an eye-watering 3,500 hours of practice even before his sixth birthday.
”
”
Matthew Syed (Bounce: Mozart, Federer, Picasso, Beckham, and the Science of Success)
“
(Quoting Goethe:)
"We lay aside letters never to read them again, and at last destroy them out of discretion, and so disappears the most beautiful, the most immediate breath of life, irrecoverably for ourselves and for others.
”
”
James Howe (The Watcher)
“
I hurried to the southern corridor, relieved when I was safe in the blackness there. Relieved and horrified. It was really over now.
I'm so afraid, I whimpered.
Before Mel could respond, a heavy hand dropped on my shoulder from the darkness.
"Going somewhere?"
I was so tightly wound that I shrieked in terror; I was so terrified that my shriek was only a breathless little squeal.
"Sorry!" Jared's arm went round my shoulders, comforting. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you."
"What are you doing here?" I demanded, still breathless.
"Following you. I've been following you all night."
"Well, stop it now."
There was a hesitation in the dark, and his arm didn't move. I shrugged out from under it, but he caught my wrist. His grip was firm; I wouldn't be able to shake free easily.
"You're going to see Doc?" he asked, and there was no confusion in his question. It was obvious that he wasn't talking about a social visit.
"Of course I am." I hissed the words so that he wouldn't hear the panic in my voice. "What else can I do after today?It's not going to get any better. And this isn't Jeb's decision to make."
"I know. I'm on your side."
It made me angry that these words still had the power to hurt me, to bring tears stinging into my eyes. I tried to hold onto the thought of Ian - he was the anchor, as Kyle somehow had been for Sunny - but it was hard with Jared's hand touching me, with the smell of him in my nose. Like trying to make out the song of one violin when the entire percussion section was bashing away...
"Then let me go, Jared. Go away. I want to be alone." The words came out fierce and fast and hard. It was easy to hear that they weren't lies.
"I should come with you."
"You'll have Melanie back soon enough," I snapped. "I'm only asking for a few minutes, Jared. Give me that much."
Another pause; his hand didn't loosen.
"Wanda, I would come to be with you."
The tears spilled over. I was grateful for the darkness.
"It wouldn't feel that way," I whispered. "So there's no point.
”
”
Stephenie Meyer (The Host (The Host, #1))
“
You didn't think you were marrying a gentleman, did you?" he asked as his hand reached forward to caress her nipples.
"Of course not. What fun would that be?
”
”
H.S. Howe (Willfully Wanton)
“
A thief believes everybody steals.
”
”
Edward Howe
“
What happened in our house taught my brothers how to leave, how to walk down a sidewalk without looking back.
”
”
Marie Howe (What the Living Do)
“
You can spit until you're dry, but you'll never make a lake
”
”
James Howe
“
we that were wood
when that wide wood was
in a physical Universe playing with
words
bark be my limbs my hair be leaf
Bride be my bow my lyre my quiver
”
”
Susan Howe
“
There's no rage like old lady rage, just as there's no tenderness like old lady tenderness.
”
”
Tina Howe (Pride's Crossing)
“
I think nothing is religion which puts one individual absolutely above others, and surely nothing is religion which puts one sex above another.
”
”
Julia Ward Howe
“
[The ideal aim of life is] to learn, to teach, to serve, to enjoy!
”
”
Julia Ward Howe
“
Only by being present can you be happy. Too much attention to the past and the future takes the now away. And once it's gone, you never get it back.
”
”
Katherine Howe (The House of Velvet and Glass)
“
Impossible," he said "I am in love with my food source.
”
”
James Howe (Otter and Odder: A Love Story)
“
If your faith is opposed to experience, to human learning and investigation, it is not worth the breath used to give it expression.
”
”
E.W. Howe
“
The most destructive criticism is indifference.
”
”
E.W. Howe
“
...I never once believed what they wanted us to believe - that we as black people are inferior to whites...
”
”
Darcus Howe
“
The knowledge that makes us cherish innocence makes innocence unattainable.
”
”
Irving Howe
“
Remember, cousins are forever!
”
”
Lydia Howe (Where Dandelions Grow)
“
When I looked at life through the camera, I felt like I could finally see it.
”
”
Katherine Howe (The Appearance of Annie Van Sinderen)
“
We all start out thinking that there is such a thing as perfection and that there's something wrong with us if we settle for less. First we won't eat the food with the brown spots. Then we hate ourselves because we have our own brown spots—pimples or ears that are too big or legs that are too skinny.
”
”
James Howe (The Watcher)
“
It doesn't matter how many times I've been called a name, it still hurts - and it still always comes as such a surprise that I never know how to respond. Or maybe I do, but I'm afraid.
”
”
James Howe (The Misfits (The Misfits, #1))
“
I remember a man, a very lonely man, coming up to me at the end of a reading and looking into my face and saying, 'I feel as if I have looked down a corridor and seen into your soul.' And I looked at him and said, 'You haven't.' You know, Here's the good news and the bad news: you haven't! I made something, and you and I could look at it together, but it's not me; you don’t live with me; you're not intimate with me. You're not the man I live with or my friend. You will never know me in that way. I'm making something, like Joseph Cornell makes his boxes and everyone looks into them, but it's the box you look into; it's not the man or the woman. It's alchemy of language and memory and imagination and time and music and sounds that gets made, and that's different from 'Here is what happened to me when I was ten.
”
”
Marie Howe
“
We are all clothed with fleece of sheep I keep saying as if
I were singing as these words do. Throw a shawl over me
so you won't be afraid to sleep. I have already shown that
space is God.
”
”
Susan Howe (Souls of the Labadie Tract)
“
Love between women could take on a new shape in the late nineteenth century because the feminist movement succeeded both in opening new jobs for women, which would allow them independence, and in creating a support group so that they would not feel isolated and outcast when they claimed their independence. … The wistful desire of Clarissa Harlowe’s friend, Miss Howe, “How charmingly might you and I live together,” in the eighteenth century could be realised in the last decades of the nineteenth century. If Clarissa Harlowe had lived about a hundred and fifty years later, she could have gotten a job that would have been appropriate for a woman of her class. With the power given to her by independence and the consciousness of a support group, Clarissa as a New Woman might have turned her back on both her family and Lovelace, and gone to live “charmingly” with Miss Howe. Many women did.
”
”
Lillian Faderman (Surpassing the Love of Men: Romantic Friendship and Love Between Women from the Renaissance to the Present)
“
We have often had this particular exchange about climate and landscape and why we both feel so lonely here uprooted. It was what each of us had wanted of course.
Besides wanting to experience a place we hated, we wanted to be insomniacs and loners, losers and drop-outs. To know the sky was the only location of meaning and joy left to us.
”
”
Fanny Howe (Indivisible)
“
There is no longer any class outside the class of character, and no history to put your faith in.
You can actually live as if you have no culture, no perspective particular to a date in time.
You are an individual whose prime and solitary property is your own body.
Dying becomes a hell beyond all reason or justice in this ahistorical context.
”
”
Fanny Howe (The Deep North)
“
Why, if I were to believe what everyone says about me, I would think myself quite, quite ugly. But I don't believe everyone, you see...I believe you because you are my friend. You think I'm beautiful, and so I am.
—The Old One
”
”
James Howe (I Wish I Were a Butterfly)
“
You don't have to have a boyfriend
or a girlfriend to know love.
Just open up your heart and
let the world in. Your heart
is bigger than you can imagine,
and so is the world, and so,
granddaughter, are you.
—Addie's grandmother
”
”
James Howe (Addie on the Inside (The Misfits, #3))
“
Okay, he says. They both say it, all the time. I've finally started to figure out what it means. It means "yes" and "all right". It also means less than all right, and a begrudging no. It means everything, and nothing, all at once.
”
”
Katherine Howe (The Appearance of Annie Van Sinderen)
“
The problem is that when you’re not fighting for survival, it’s easy to stop making decisions and fall into the trap of thinking you don’t have to. Ambivalence is a luxury; thinking you can have it both ways is virtually synonymous with being spoiled.
”
”
Ben Ryder Howe (My Korean Deli: Risking It All for a Convenience Store)
“
But once again, he would learn, Marvel’s fate lay in the hands of people who knew nothing about comic books. Out in Los Angeles, as soon as the sale was made, Rehme had summoned his vice president of marketing and proudly told him, “We just bought Superman.
”
”
Sean Howe (Marvel Comics: The Untold Story)
“
Forgetting what it’s like to suffer can be a good thing, since suffering can make people too cutthroat for society’s good. But suffering also breeds certain capacities that are easily lost, such as the ability to focus and a willingness to engage with conflict.
”
”
Ben Ryder Howe (My Korean Deli: Risking It All for a Convenience Store)
“
Before we came to believe humans were
so important
before this awful loneliness.
Can molecules recall it?
what once was? Before anything happen?
No I, No we, No one. No way. No verb. No noun.
only a tiny dot brimming with
is is is is is is
All everything home.
”
”
Marie Howe
“
You've created a monster, Katelyn." He backed her into the wall and kissed her lips.
"Now that I've had you, I want to experience it again and again. I want to feel you cum on my dick. The way your tight, little pussy pulses around me will keep me awake at night.
”
”
H.S. Howe (Willfully Wanton)
“
I called her name into the fold between night and day.
”
”
Marie Howe (The Kingdom of Ordinary Time: Poems)
“
--One day it happens: what you have feared all your life,
the unendurably specific, the exact thing. No matter what you say or do.
”
”
Marie Howe
“
You're even more perfect than I remember," Nate murmured against her lips. "It's been so long.
”
”
H.S. Howe (Willing to Wait (The Goldwen Saga #3))
“
If I stopped dyeing my hair everyone would know that my golden hair is actually gray, and my long American youth would be over—and then what?
”
”
Marie Howe (The Kingdom of Ordinary Time: Poems)
“
Joe: Oo, Brittany "Aren't I Fabulous?" Hobson?
Addie: She's not that bad.
Joe: Brittany "All the Boys Like Me, I'm so Popular I Could Die" Hobson.
Addie: Joe!
”
”
James Howe (The Misfits (The Misfits, #1))
“
In this world, everyone is friends with everyone else. In a way.
”
”
Katherine Howe (The House of Velvet and Glass)
“
Of course, it was a rather hard lot, to be cherished. The beloved can so easily disappoint when they inevitably prove to be human.
”
”
Katherine Howe (The House of Velvet and Glass)
“
What must it be like
to move through your days always
in step with a friend?
”
”
James Howe (Addie on the Inside (The Misfits, #3))
“
Maybe this is what it's like for all only children: To love the family that isn't almost as much as the one that is.
”
”
James Howe (Addie on the Inside (The Misfits, #3))
“
(Sometimes I think prostitution and slavery may be the actual subjects of all fiction because of the way fiction exploits its characters.)
”
”
Fanny Howe
“
Usually plot is to fiction what form is to poetry. It lifts and fills the rambling language and presses it down into a single shape and sound. (85)
”
”
Fanny Howe (The Wedding Dress: Meditations on Word and Life)
“
resent her, or feel like she was so much smarter than them that it was annoying. She played field hockey well enough that
”
”
Katherine Howe (Conversion)
Katherine Howe (Conversion)
“
Originality is the discovery of how to shed identity before the magic mirror of Antiquity's sovereign power.
”
”
Susan Howe (My Emily Dickinson)
“
A poem is an invocation, rebellious return to the blessedness of beginning again, wandering free in pure process of forgetting and finding.
”
”
Susan Howe (My Emily Dickinson)
“
And adventures, no matter how dark or disturbing to recall, are meant to be shared.
”
”
James Howe (Howliday Inn (Bunnicula, #2))
“
At this point, Chester started to bathe his tail, which is a cat's way of changing a subject he finds uncomfortable.
”
”
James Howe (Bunnicula (Bunnicula, #1))
“
A man needs a friend not to flatter him, but to strengthen him at his weak points.
”
”
E.W. Howe
“
Daffodils, first sign of spring. It’s how you know everything is about to change.
”
”
Katherine Howe (The Daughters of Temperance Hobbs (The Physick Book, #2))
“
But there are moments, walking, when I catch a glimpse of myself in the window glass, say, the window of the corner video store, and I'm gripped by a cherishing so deep for my own blowing hair, chapped face, and unbuttoned coat that I'm speechless:
I am living. I remember you.
”
”
Marie Howe (What the Living Do: Poems)
“
Once there was an elephant,
Who tried to use the telephant-
No! no! I mean an elephone
He tried to use the telephone-
(Dear me! I am not certain quite
That even now I've got it right.)
Howe'er it was, he got his trunk
Entangled in the telephunk;
The more he tried to get it free,
The louder buzzed the telephee-
(I fear I'd better drop the song
Of elephop and telephong!)
”
”
Laura Elizabeth Richards
“
He caressed her face and pulled her into a tight, desperate hug. She held him back just as tightly because she knew in her heart that it was the last time she'd let him this close to her.
”
”
H.S. Howe (Willing to Wait (The Goldwen Saga #3))
“
When she said that last part, she raised her eyebrows, or at least, I thought that's what she was trying to do. The Botox made it so all she could do was widen her eyes until they bulged.
”
”
Katherine Howe (Conversion)
“
Writing it down
is the way I make it real,
the way I find my way
into what it is I feel.
The words on paper or
computer screen
tell me more than
what I knew before
I wrote them,
help me remember
what I'm afraid
I'll forget,
let me keep
what I don't want
to lose,
say to me:
You
were
here.
”
”
James Howe (Addie on the Inside (The Misfits, #3))
“
Nate was suddenly famished, and not for food. Seeing the look of bliss on her face and hearing her moan in pleasure had his blood pumping. He wanted to see her look like that again. He wanted to make her make those sounds. He swallowed hard and looked down at his food. He made himself eat and complimented her cooking, though he was too distracted by the throbbing in his pants to really taste it.
”
”
H.S. Howe (Willing to Wait (The Goldwen Saga #3))
“
Since love came over and knocked me down,
Then kicked me in the side and fled,
I have suffered from a prolonged perplexity.
God is the object of my wonder and the closest to me.
Especially near sleep. My sheets are like the wings of a guardian angel.
There is no other fabric so near to my feelings.
”
”
Fanny Howe (Come and See)
“
One reason why the cycle of archetypes recurs is that each youth generation tries to correct or compensate for what it perceives as the excesses of the midlife generation in power. For example, Boomers (a Prophet generation, whose strength is individualism, culture and values) raised Millennial children (a Hero generation, whose strength is in collective civic action). Archetypes do not create archetypes like themselves, they create opposing archetypes. Your generation isn’t like the generation that shaped you, but it has much in common with the generation that shaped the generation that shaped you.
”
”
William Strauss
“
They're really into it, laughing and teasing each other, and I am looking at Pam and thinking once again how she is the most beautiful creature I have ever seen and that if we were back in the olden times she might have been made into a goddess because she is so beautiful. Sometimes I cannot stop my mind. It's scary.
”
”
James Howe (The Misfits (The Misfits, #1))
“
Her freckles were delectable. Most fellows didn't care for freckles as a rule, thinking they were tough-looking. But Betty's were appealing. Like cake batter you could wipe off with your thumb, buttery and sweet.
”
”
Katherine Howe (The House of Velvet and Glass)
“
Some days I want to put my head in the sand. There's too much pain out there, there's too much that scares me. But I wouldn't be able to breathe with my head in the sand, and I wouldn't be able to hear or see or smell. The world is a lovely place...despite the sadness it holds for each of us, despite the terrible things we do.
”
”
James Howe (Addie on the Inside (The Misfits, #3))
“
Mrs. HOWE (Julia Ward)–Wife of Dr. Howe, of Boston, famous as a teacher of the deaf and dumb. This lady is here,
giving a course of private lectures, on quaint subjects—e. g. “moral triganometry [sic]” alias “practical ethics.”
I dined with her, by special invitation, at Mr. Eames’—She is a smart, educated, traveled lady, a little touched, ‘tis thought, with strong-mindedness. Complacent, and well satisfied with her peculiar theories.
”
”
Howard K. Beale (The Diary of Edward Bates 1859-1866)
“
Part of Eve’s Discussion
It was like the moment when a bird decides not to eat from your hand,
and flies, just before it flies, the moment the rivers seem to still
and stop because a storm is coming, but there is no storm, as when
a hundred starlings lift and bank together before they wheel and drop,
very much like the moment, driving on bad ice, when it occurs to you
your car could spin, just before it slowly begins to spin, like
the moment just before you forgot what it was you were about to say,
it was like that, and after that, it was still like that, only
all the time.
”
”
Marie Howe (The Good Thief)
“
God was true everything was
a mother's role in childhood
Someone was in that garden
each knowing the other to be
entirely inasmuch what each
believed or what confessed for
cordial confinement is God's
glory each seed every word
”
”
Susan Howe (Souls of the Labadie Tract)
“
It is Never Too Late to Mend."
Since it can never be too late
To change your life, or else renew it,
Let the unpleasant process wait
Until you are compelled to do it.
The State provides (and gratis too)
Establishments for such as you.
Remember this, and pluck up heart,
That, be you publican or parson,
Your ev'ry art must have a start,
From petty larceny to arson;
And even in the burglar's trade,
The cracksman is not born, but made.
So, if in your career of crime,
You fail to carry out some "coup",
Then try again a second time,
And yet again, until you do;
And don't despair, or fear the worst,
Because you get found out at first.
Perhaps the battle will not go,
On all occasions, to the strongest;
You may be fairly certain tho'
That He Laughs Last who laughs the Longest.
So keep a good reserve of laughter,
Which may be found of use hereafter.
Believe me that, howe'er well meant,
A Good Resolve is always brief;
Don't let your precious hours be spent
In turning over a new leaf.
Such leaves, like Nature's, soon decay,
And then are only in the way.
The Road to—-well, a certain spot,
(A Road of very fair dimensions),
Has, so the proverb tells us, got
A parquet-floor of Good Intentions.
Take care, in your desire to please,
You do not add a brick to these.
For there may come a moment when
You shall be mended willy-nilly,
With many more misguided men,
Whose skill is undermined with skilly.
Till then procrastinate, my friend;
"It Never is Too Late to Mend!
”
”
Harry Graham (Perverted Proverbs: A Manual of Immorals for the Many)
“
What you called that yearning.
What you finally gave up.
We want the spring to come and the winter to pass.
We want whoever to call or not call, a letter, a kiss–we want more and more and then more of it.
But there are moments, walking, when I catch a glimpse of myself in the window glass […] and I’m gripped by a cherishing so deep for my own blowing hair, chapped face, and unbuttoned coat that I’m speechless:
I am living. I remember you.
— Marie Howe, from “What the Living Do,” The Atlantic Monthly (April 1994)
”
”
Marie Howe
“
Who do you see
when you look at them?
You know the ones I mean:
the others, the olders,
the youngers, the ones
who are not you, not
like you or your friends,
who wear the labels
you give them until
they give them back,
saying, I believe these
belong to you.
”
”
James Howe (Addie on the Inside (The Misfits, #3))
“
Who do you see
when you think of you?
Are you an outsider,
Cool, distant, angry,
swimming against the current,
or are you in the flow?
When they tell you,
This is who you are,
do you say yes or no?
Who do you see
when you look beyond
the skin and the surface,
when you drift to sleep,
when you are the person
no one else knows? Who
are you on the inside?
Don't answer these questions.
Not yet. First, open your eyes,
your mind, your heart.
See.
”
”
James Howe (Addie on the Inside (The Misfits, #3))
“
The other people in your life are going to make decisions based on what they want in their life. Always. Even when it seems like they are interested in you, even when they genuinely do care about you, they are still going to make their decisions based on what works best for them. So you have to figure out what works for you. What will get you where you want to be. Then make sure any decision you make, no matter how small, will take you toward it.
”
”
Violet Howe (Diary of a Single Wedding Planner (Tales Behind the Veils, #1))
“
Herman Melville is not comforting. Emily Dickinson isn’t either. Maybe their work is too hungry for comfort, or just too vivid for comfort. But Henry James is – profoundly so. Because he is tender. The tenderness is there in the structure of the sentence. He knows the way the poor and the dead are forgotten by the living, and he cannot allow that to happen. So he keeps on writing for them, for the dead, as if they were children to be sheltered and loved, never abandoned.
”
”
Susan Howe
“
A lot of excellent illustrators are working at the moment--especially in fantasy and children's books. It is exciting also to see graphic artists such as Dave McKean, in his film Mirrormask, moving between different media. I also greatly admire the more traditional work of Gennady Spirin and Roberto Innocenti. Kinuko Craft, John Jude Palencar, John Howe, Charles Vess, Brian Froud ... I'll stop there, as the list would get too long. But--in a fit of pride and justified nepotism--I'll add my daughter, Virginia Lee, to the list. Her first illustrated children's book, The Frog Bride [coming out in the U.K. in September, 2007], will be lovely.
”
”
Alan Lee
“
Love me unconditionally, so I can start learning to love myself, Senior Chief.
Expect only the best from me, and I'll give it to you, Senior Chief.
Give me shit when I slip and deserve shit because that's further proof that I matter to you, Senior Chief.
Be my hero, Senior chief, and never let me down.
In the past, it had been a burden at times -- his role of the infallible hero, the mighty senior chief -- but it had never been so heavy as it was right now.
Because he'd seen something else in Teri Howe's eyes, something different, something he'd never seen in all of the hopeful young faces that had come before.
Kiss me, Senior Chief.
”
”
Suzanne Brockmann (Over the Edge (Troubleshooters, #3))
“
Every memory we have changes slightly each time we think about it. We add stuff we learn in other places, or we forget stuff that doesn't seem important anymore. Or you think you remember something, like from your childhood, but actually you've just seen so many pictures of it, and your parents have told you about it, so you think you remember it, but you don't. A memory is a process. Instead of a thing. Like a story we tell ourselves that changes from the standpoint we're looking at it.
”
”
Katherine Howe (The Appearance of Annie Van Sinderen)
“
She pulled at his shirt until it was off. "Damn." She sucked in a breath and ran her hands up his chiseled chest. "You live at the gym or something?"
"Physical health is extremely important." His eyes grew dark as he examined her matching panties that left little to his imagination.
"Fuck yeah, it is," Morgan agreed. She licked her lips as she counted his abs.
”
”
H.S. Howe (Willing to Wait (The Goldwen Saga #3))
“
Let's press ahead a little further by sketching out a few variations among short shorts:
ONE THRUST OF INCIDENT. (Examples: Paz,
Mishima, Shalamov, Babel, W. C. Williams.) In these short shorts the time span is extremely brief, a few hours, maybe even a few minutes: Life is grasped in symbolic compression. One might say that these short shorts constitute epiphanies (climactic moments of high grace or realization) that have been tom out of their contexts. You have to supply the contexts yourself, since if the contexts were there, they'd no longer be short shorts.
LIFE ROLLED UP. (Examples: Tolstoy's 'Alyosha the Pot,' Verga's 'The Wolf,' D. H. Lawrence's 'A Sick Collier.') In these you get the illusion of sustained narrative, since they deal with lives over an extended period of time; but actually these lives are so compressed into typicality and paradigm, the result seems very much like a single incident. Verga's 'Wolf' cannot but repeat her passions, Tolstoy's Alyosha his passivity. Themes of obsession work especially well in this kind of short short.
SNAP-SHOT OR SINGLE FRAME. (Examples: Garda Marquez, Boll, Katherine Anne Porter.) In these we have no depicted event or incident, only an interior monologue or flow of memory. A voice speaks, as it were, into the air. A mind is revealed in cross-section - and the cut is rapid. One would guess that this is the hardest kind of short short to write: There are many pitfalls such as tiresome repetition, being locked into a single voice, etc.
LIKE A FABLE. (Examples: Kafka, Keller, von Kleist, Tolstoy's 'Three Hermits.') Through its very concision, this kind of short short moves past realism. We are prodded into the fabulous, the strange, the spooky. To write this kind of fable-like short short, the writer needs a supreme self-confidence: The net of illusion can be cast only once. When we read such fable-like miniatures, we are prompted to speculate about significance, teased into shadowy parallels or semi allegories. There are also, however, some fables so beautifully complete (for instance Kafka's 'First Sorrow') that we find ourselves entirely content with the portrayed surface and may even take a certain pleasure in refusing interpretation.
("Introduction")
”
”
Irving Howe (Short Shorts)
“
...when you’re property-hunting and you’re running out of patience it’s easy to make bad decisions. New York in particular has a way of making people twist reality in their heads. Who cares if the apartment is beneath a flamenco studio? I’ll get used to the noise! Yeah, I know the whole apartment has only one window facing a brick wall, but I’m never at home during the day.
”
”
Ben Ryder Howe (My Korean Deli: Risking It All for a Convenience Store)
“
Kids who get called the worst names oftentimes find each other. That's how it was with us. Skeezie, Tookis and Addie Carle and Joe Bunch and me. We call ourselves the Gang of Five, but there are only four of us. We do it to keep people on their toes. Make 'em wonder. Or maybe we do it because we figure that there's one more kid out there who's going to need a gang to be part of. A misfit,like us.
”
”
James Howe (The Misfits (The Misfits, #1))
“
Edwards’s stark presentation of the immanent consciousness of Separation enters the structure of her poems. Each word is a cipher, through its sensible sign another sign hidden. The recipient of a letter, or combination of letter and poem from Emily Dickinson, was forced much like Edwards’ listening congregation, through shock and through subtraction of the ordinary, to a new way of perceiving. Subject and object were fused at that moment, into the immediate feeling of understanding. This re-ordering of the forward process of reading is what makes her poetry and the prose of her letters among the most original writing of her century.
”
”
Susan Howe (My Emily Dickinson)
“
Currently our society tends to churn out individuals that tend to ask the system, “What are you going to give or do for me?” We see this attitude all around us. Self-serving individuals concerned with their personal comfort and welfare beyond the norm. These individuals expect the system to take care of them at all costs. When I run across one of these individuals, it makes me want to puke. This attitude is damn near a form of communism.
”
”
Paul R. Howe (Leadership and Training for the Fight: Using Special Operations Principles to Succeed in Law Enforcement, Business, and War)
“
Irrelevant’ Chris Fogle turns a page. Howard Cardwell turns a page. Ken Wax turns a page. Matt Redgate turns a page. ‘Groovy’ Bruce Channing attaches a form to a file. Ann Williams turns a page. Anand Singh turns two pages at once by mistake and turns one back which makes a slightly different sound. David Cusk turns a page. Sandra Pounder turns a page. Robert Atkins turns two separate pages of two separate files at the same time. Ken Wax turns a page. Lane Dean Jr. turns a page. Olive Borden turns a page. Chris Acquistipace turns a page. David Cusk turns a page. Rosellen Brown turns a page. Matt Redgate turns a page. R. Jarvis Brown turns a page. Ann Williams sniffs slightly and turns a page. Meredith Rand does something to a cuticle. ‘Irrelevant’ Chris Fogle turns a page. Ken Wax turns a page. Howard Cardwell turns a page. Kenneth ‘Type of Thing’ Hindle detaches a Memo 402-C(1) from a file. ‘Second-Knuckle’ Bob McKenzie looks up briefly while turning a page. David Cusk turns a page. A yawn proceeds across one Chalk’s row by unconscious influence. Ryne Hobratschk turns a page. Latrice Theakston turns a page. Rotes Group Room 2 hushed and brightly lit, half a football field in length. Howard Cardwell shifts slightly in his chair and turns a page. Lane Dean Jr. traces his jaw’s outline with his ring finger. Ed Shackleford turns a page. Elpidia Carter turns a page. Ken Wax attaches a Memo 20 to a file. Anand Singh turns a page. Jay Landauer and Ann Williams turn a page almost precisely in sync although they are in different rows and cannot see each other. Boris Kratz bobs with a slight Hassidic motion as he crosschecks a page with a column of figures. Ken Wax turns a page. Harriet Candelaria turns a page. Matt Redgate turns a page. Ambient room temperature 80° F. Sandra Pounder makes a minute adjustment to a file so that the page she is looking at is at a slightly different angle to her. ‘Irrelevant’ Chris Fogle turns a page. David Cusk turns a page. Each Tingle’s two-tiered hemisphere of boxes. ‘Groovy’ Bruce Channing turns a page. Ken Wax turns a page. Six wigglers per Chalk, four Chalks per Team, six Teams per group. Latrice Theakston turns a page. Olive Borden turns a page. Plus administration and support. Bob McKenzie turns a page. Anand Singh turns a page and then almost instantly turns another page. Ken Wax turns a page. Chris ‘The Maestro’ Acquistipace turns a page. David Cusk turns a page. Harriet Candelaria turns a page. Boris Kratz turns a page. Robert Atkins turns two separate pages. Anand Singh turns a page. R. Jarvis Brown uncrosses his legs and turns a page. Latrice Theakston turns a page. The slow squeak of the cart boy’s cart at the back of the room. Ken Wax places a file on top of the stack in the Cart-Out box to his upper right. Jay Landauer turns a page. Ryne Hobratschk turns a page and then folds over the page of a computer printout that’s lined up next to the original file he just turned a page of. Ken Wax turns a page. Bob Mc-Kenzie turns a page. Ellis Ross turns a page. Joe ‘The Bastard’ Biron-Maint turns a page. Ed Shackleford opens a drawer and takes a moment to select just the right paperclip. Olive Borden turns a page. Sandra Pounder turns a page. Matt Redgate turns a page and then almost instantly turns another page. Latrice Theakston turns a page. Paul Howe turns a page and then sniffs circumspectly at the green rubber sock on his pinkie’s tip. Olive Borden turns a page. Rosellen Brown turns a page. Ken Wax turns a page. Devils are actually angels. Elpidia Carter and Harriet Candelaria reach up to their Cart-In boxes at exactly the same time. R. Jarvis Brown turns a page. Ryne Hobratschk turns a page. ‘Type of Thing’ Ken Hindle looks up a routing code. Some with their chin in their hand. Robert Atkins turns a page even as he’s crosschecking something on that page. Ann Williams turns a page. Ed Shackleford searches a file for a supporting document. Joe Biron-Maint turns a page. Ken Wax turns a page.
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David Foster Wallace (The Pale King)
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Before I continue with the scholarly account of tribalography, I want to tell you a Choctaw story. My tribe’s language has a mysterious prefix that, when combined with other words, represents a form of creation. It is nuk or nok, and it has to do with the power of speech, breath, and mind. Things with nok or nuk attached to them are so powerful they create. For instance, nukfokechi brings forth knowledge and inspiration. A teacher is a nukfoki, the beginning of action.
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LeAnne Howe (Choctalking on Other Realities)
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The Three-Decker
"The three-volume novel is extinct."
Full thirty foot she towered from waterline to rail.
It cost a watch to steer her, and a week to shorten sail;
But, spite all modern notions, I found her first and best—
The only certain packet for the Islands of the Blest.
Fair held the breeze behind us—’twas warm with lovers’ prayers.
We’d stolen wills for ballast and a crew of missing heirs.
They shipped as Able Bastards till the Wicked Nurse confessed,
And they worked the old three-decker to the Islands of the Blest.
By ways no gaze could follow, a course unspoiled of Cook,
Per Fancy, fleetest in man, our titled berths we took
With maids of matchless beauty and parentage unguessed,
And a Church of England parson for the Islands of the Blest.
We asked no social questions—we pumped no hidden shame—
We never talked obstetrics when the Little Stranger came:
We left the Lord in Heaven, we left the fiends in Hell.
We weren’t exactly Yussufs, but—Zuleika didn’t tell.
No moral doubt assailed us, so when the port we neared,
The villain had his flogging at the gangway, and we cheered.
’Twas fiddle in the forc’s’le—’twas garlands on the mast,
For every one got married, and I went ashore at last.
I left ’em all in couples a-kissing on the decks.
I left the lovers loving and the parents signing cheques.
In endless English comfort by county-folk caressed,
I left the old three-decker at the Islands of the Blest!
That route is barred to steamers: you’ll never lift again
Our purple-painted headlands or the lordly keeps of Spain.
They’re just beyond your skyline, howe’er so far you cruise
In a ram-you-damn-you liner with a brace of bucking screws.
Swing round your aching search-light—’twill show no haven’s peace.
Ay, blow your shrieking sirens to the deaf, gray-bearded seas!
Boom out the dripping oil-bags to skin the deep’s unrest—
And you aren’t one knot the nearer to the Islands of the Blest!
But when you’re threshing, crippled, with broken bridge and rail,
At a drogue of dead convictions to hold you head to gale,
Calm as the Flying Dutchman, from truck to taffrail dressed,
You’ll see the old three-decker for the Islands of the Blest.
You’ll see her tiering canvas in sheeted silver spread;
You’ll hear the long-drawn thunder ’neath her leaping figure-head;
While far, so far above you, her tall poop-lanterns shine
Unvexed by wind or weather like the candles round a shrine!
Hull down—hull down and under—she dwindles to a speck,
With noise of pleasant music and dancing on her deck.
All’s well—all’s well aboard her—she’s left you far behind,
With a scent of old-world roses through the fog that ties you blind.
Her crew are babes or madmen? Her port is all to make?
You’re manned by Truth and Science, and you steam for steaming’s sake?
Well, tinker up your engines—you know your business best—
She’s taking tired people to the Islands of the Blest!
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Rudyard Kipling
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Before she could question him further, she was swung over his shoulder and tossed onto her bed. Will kicked the door shut and removed his boots and shirt, revealing his toned body.
"I need a distraction. I think I'm going crazy," he confessed as he finished undressing and joined her on the bed. "Help me forget, Em."
He grabbed her ankles and pulled her down until she was flat on her back. Luckily for him, she was in a thin nightgown and silk panties. Hot hands trailed up her thighs and removed her underwear. She shivered despite the heat. She'd never seen him like this, broken and desperate.
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H.S. Howe (Wrestling William (The Goldwen Saga #4))
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Nate! Oh my God, Nate!" she screamed his name as she orgasmed wildly. Nate surrendered himself to the pleasure as he felt the pulsing of her orgasm around his penis and let himself go with her.
He held his position over her, leaning his chest on hers, while he remained inside of her. His forearms held his weight so he didn't crush her with his body, not that she would have cared.
"I love you, Morgan." He touched his forehead to hers and shuttered as her hands drew lazily on his back.
"I love you, too," she said on a wave of bliss.
She was so warm and perfect, that he didn't want to leave, but he couldn't afford to push her body past its limits. Slowly, he eased out of her and she whimpered at the loss.
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H.S. Howe (Willing to Wait (The Goldwen Saga #3))
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He unbuttoned her jeans, then pulled them down her tan, sculpted legs. Next was the lacy pink thong. He kissed her belly, teasing her by moving lower before pulling back. He stood up and took off his own clothes. Brantley scooped her up and carried her to the mattress, laying her down tenderly.
Katelyn was burning with anticipation, yet every moment was bliss. Brantley lowered himself onto the bed on top of her and began kissing her face. He moved and kissed her ear, then her neck, making a trail and moving lower, between her breasts, down her belly, then the tops of her thighs.
Katelyn moaned and thrust her hips up toward his mouth. He then kissed her swollen clitoris, making her cry out. He gently sucked on it, reveling in her sounds of pleasure.
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H.S. Howe (Willfully Wanton)
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About some books we feel that our reluctance to return to them is the true measure of our admiration. It is hard to suppose that many people go back, from a spontaneous desire, to reread 1984: there is neither reason nor need to, no one forgets it. The usual distinctions between forgotten details and a vivid general impression mean nothing here, for the book is written out of one passionate breath, each word is bent to a severe discipline of meaning, everything is stripped to the bareness of terror.
Kafka's The Trial is also a book of terror, but it is a paradigm and to some extent a puzzle, so that one may lose oneself in the rhythm of the paradigm and play with the parts of the puzzle. Kafka's novel persuades us that life is inescapably hazardous and problematic, but the very 'universality' of this idea helps soften its impact: to apprehend the terrible on the plane of metaphysics is to lend it an almost soothing aura.
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Irving Howe (Orwell's Nineteen Eighty-Four: Text, Sources, Criticism)
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The Papacy was not happy when Columbus relentlessly began petitioning the royals of Spain and England for their favor, seeking funds for Western expeditions. At first they tried to dissuade him but later, fearing he would find patronage and proceed with his venture, they conceded and financially backed his journey of discovery, making sure to put henchmen all about him to watch his every move. They knew, all too well, that America had already been colonized by Scots-Irish mariners and that the far away country contained Irish Stellar temples and Megalithic sites filled with treasure. They had their minds set on pillaging this wealth and making sure the relics of Ireland’s presence in the New World would be attributed to, and regarded as, yet another “unsolvable mystery.” Nowadays, however, when underground chambers of places such as Ohio’s “Serpent Mound” are excavated, all manner of Irish artifacts are brought out. The aboriginal tribes of South and North America were initially elated to see men such as Columbus and Pizarro. They erroneously believed them to be the godmen of old returning to their shores. They could not imagine, not even in their wildest dreams or visions, what kind of mayhem and destruction these particular “gods” were preparing to unleash upon them. According to Conor MacDari, there are thousands of Megalithic sites throughout America of Irish origin. In the state of Ohio there are over five thousand such mounds while in Michigan and Wisconsin there exists over ten thousand sites. None of these sites are of Native Indian origin and, therefore, little academic attention is paid to them. The Native Indians admit that in all cases except two, tribes understood a common language known as Algonquin. This word is Gaelic and means “noble family” or “noble ones.” Hubert Howe Bancroft, in his book Native Races mentions an Indian chief who said his tribe taught their children but one language until they reached eleven years of age, and that language was Irish Gaelic.
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Michael Tsarion (The Irish Origins of Civilization, Volume One)
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The usual short story cannot have a complex plot, but it often has a simple one resembling a chain with two or three links. The short short, however, doesn't as a rule have even that much - you don't speak of a chain when there's only one link. ...
Sometimes ... the short short appears to rest on nothing more than a fragile anecdote which the writer has managed to drape with a quantity of suggestion. A single incident, a mere anecdote - these form the spine of the short short.
Everything depends on intensity, one sweeping blow of perception. In the short short the writer gets no second chance. Either he strikes through at once or he's lost. And because it depends so heavily on this one sweeping blow, the short short often approaches the condition of a fable. When you read the two pieces by Tolstoy in this book, or I.L. Peretz's 'If Not Higher,' or Franz Kafka's 'The Hunter Gracchus,' you feel these writers are intent upon 'making a point' - but obliquely, not through mere statement. What they project is not the sort of impression of life we expect in most fiction, but something else: an impression of an idea of life. Or: a flicker in darkness, a slight cut of being. The shorter the piece of writing, the more abstract it may seem to us. In reading Paz's brilliant short short we feel we have brushed dangerously against the sheer arbitrariness of existence; in reading Peretz's, that we have been brought up against a moral reflection on the nature of goodness, though a reflection hard merely to state.
Could we say that the short short is to other kinds of fiction somewhat as the lyric is to other kinds of poetry? The lyric does not seek meaning through extension, it accepts the enigmas of confinement. It strives for a rapid unity of impression, an experience rendered in its wink of immediacy. And so too with the short short. ...
Writers who do short shorts need to be especially bold. They stake everything on a stroke of inventiveness. Sometimes they have to be prepared to speak out directly, not so much in order to state a theme as to provide a jarring or complicating commentary. The voice of the writer brushes, so to say, against his flash of invention. And then, almost before it begins, the fiction is brought to a stark conclusion - abrupt, bleeding, exhausting. This conclusion need not complete the action; it has only to break it off decisively.
Here are a few examples of the writer speaking out directly. Paz: 'The universe is a vast system of signs.' Kafka in 'First Sorrow': The trapeze artist's 'social life was somewhat limited.' Paula Fox: 'We are starving here in our village. At last, we are at the center.' Babel's cossack cries out, 'You guys in specs have about as much pity for chaps like us as a cat for a mouse.' Such sentences serve as devices of economy, oblique cues. Cryptic and enigmatic, they sometimes replace action, dialogue and commentary, for none of which, as it happens, the short short has much room.
There's often a brilliant overfocussing.
("Introduction")
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Irving Howe (Short Shorts)
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Pastor Max Lucado of San Antonio, Texas, said in an editorial for the Washington Post in February 2016 that he was “chagrined” by Trump’s antics. He ridiculed a war hero. He made a mockery of a reporter’s menstrual cycle. He made fun of a disabled reporter. He referred to a former first lady, Barbara Bush, as “mommy” and belittled Jeb Bush for bringing her on the campaign trail. He routinely calls people “stupid” and “dummy.” One writer catalogued 64 occasions that he called someone “loser.” These were not off-line, backstage, overheard, not-to-be-repeated comments. They were publicly and intentionally tweeted, recorded and presented.18 Lucado went on to question how Christians could support a man doing these things as a candidate for president, much less as someone who repeatedly attempted to capture evangelical audiences by portraying himself as similarly committed to Christian values. He continued, “If a public personality calls on Christ one day and calls someone a ‘bimbo’ the next, is something not awry? And to do so, not once, but repeatedly, unrepentantly and unapologetically? We stand against bullying in schools. Shouldn’t we do the same in presidential politics?” Rolling Stone reported on several evangelical leaders pushing against a Trump nomination, including North Carolina radio host and evangelical Dr. Michael Brown, who wrote an open letter to Jerry Falwell Jr., blasting his endorsement of Donald Trump. Brown wrote, “As an evangelical follower of Jesus, the contrast is between putting nationalism first or the kingdom of God first. From my vantage point, you and other evangelicals seem to have put nationalism first, and that is what deeply concerns me.”19 John Stemberger, president and general counsel for Florida Family Action, lamented to CNN, “The really puzzling thing is that Donald Trump defies every stereotype of a candidate you would typically expect Christians to vote for.” He wondered, “Should evangelical Christians choose to elect a man I believe would be the most immoral and ungodly person ever to be president of the United States?”20 A
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Ben Howe (The Immoral Majority: Why Evangelicals Chose Political Power Over Christian Values)