I believe in ending sentences with a preposition in order to give the ideas a way out.
- Heather Christle, The Crying Book
Not to act in this tragedy, but to live
Alicja Rybałko, Curriculum Vitae tr. Regina Grol
It is all an illusion (which is nothing against it, for illusions are the most valuable and nessecary of all things, and she who can create one is among the world’s greatest benefactors),
- Virginia Woolf, Orlando
The true and serious beauty of trees, how it seemed insane that they should offer this to us, how unworthy we were, bewildered how soon we were nearly weeping at their trunks as they tossed down petal after petal, and we tried to remember how it felt to receive and notice the receiving
Ada Limón, Hooky
Thought and life are as the poles asunder.
- Virginia Woolf, Orlando
He just cried on, this hopeless hard retching as if the tears were shards and each one cut as it came out.
Niall Williams, History of the Rain
How do you capture someone who was always slipping away?
Niall Williams, History of the Rain
And your lips rise from the dead in each of my smiles.
Wisława Szymborska, A Sentence tr. Regina Grol
One realizes that human relationships are the tragic necessity of human life; that they can never be wholly satisfactory, that every ego is half the time greedily seeking them, and half the time pulling away from them.
Willa Cather, Not Under Forty
As far as words go, crying is louder and weeping is wetter.
- Heather Christle, The Crying Book