[T]he cherub, alas, proved to be pasted on tough gingerbread which was too hard for many to bite into. – Vladimir Nabokov, The Gift, 1963, translated from Russian by Michael Scammell
There is poetry even in prose, in all the great prose which is not merely utilitarian or didactic: there exist poets who write in prose or at least in more or less apparent prose millions of poets write verses which have no connection with poetry. – Eugenio Montale
I think if you want to eat more meat you should kill it yourself and eat it raw so that you are not blinded by the hypocrisy of having it processed for you. – Margi Clark
