Words to Remember


A collection of various quotes and phrases that have made an impression on me.

I will bring you happy flowers from the mountains, bluebells,
dark hazels, and rustic baskets of kisses.
I want to do with you what spring does to the cherry trees.

Pablo Neruda, Every Day You Play


I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,
Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,
With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine:
There sleeps Titania sometime of the night,
Lulled in these flowers with dances and delight.

William Shakespeare, A Midnight Summer’s Dream


The ego is a veil between humans and God. – Rumi


There’s scarcely any passion without struggle.  – Albert Camus


I watched you with all the light and darkness I have. – Giorgos Seferis


An invisible net restrains the sound that put many truths to sleep. Doubt slips amid
the oranges of its late afternoon. A mouth blows carefree. Its festival makes desired
surfaces shine. A man can even believe in himself. He can feel the presence of pleasure
even in the pupils of his eyes.
Of his eyes that flow down the back of love. And they find their virginal lewdness
within the diaphanous coolness of my most nocturnal verdancy. – Odysseas Elytis


What matters is precisely this; the unspoken at the edge of the spoken. – Virginia Wolf


Her heart was made of liquid sunsets. – Virginia Woolf


To witness two lovers is a spectacle for the gods. – Johann Wolfgang von Goethe


Writing every book is like a purge; at the end of it one is empty … like a dry shell on the beach, waiting for the tide to come in again. – Daphne de Maurier


Life’s but  walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more; it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.  – William Shakespeare, Macbeth


Plot is people. Human emotions and desires founded on the realities of life, working at cross purposes, getting hotter and fiercer as they strike against each other until finally there’s an explosion—that’s Plot.  – Leigh Brackett


“My nails are broken, my fingers are bleeding, my arms are covered with the welts left by the paws of your guards—but I am a queen!”
― Sophocles, Antigone


In the end everyone is aware of this:

nobody keeps any of what he has,

and life is only a borrowing of bones.

Pablo Neruda


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