Tuesday

One does not abandon, even briefly, one’s bed of nails.
--William Styron, Darkness Visible

I want my name to mean me.
--Mark Haddon, The Curious Incident Of The Dog In The Night-time

Harsh words live in the dungeon of the heart.
--Norman Mailer, The Gospel According To The Son

She kept up her compliments, and I kept up my determination to deserve them or die.
--Mark Twain, The Innocents Abroad

This was not judgment day - only morning. Morning: excellent and fair.
--William Styron, Sophie's Choice

I felt, that night, on that stage, under that skull, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone. I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What's so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What's so great about feeling and dreaming?
--Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud And Incredibly Close