“Secrets have a way of making themselves felt, even before you know there's a secret.”
― Jean Ferris, quote from Once Upon a Marigold
“That cup of tea is definately not down your alley”
― Jean Ferris, quote from Once Upon a Marigold
“Nobody ever gets enough appreciation when they're behaving themselves, but there's no end to hearing about it when they're not. ”
― Jean Ferris, quote from Once Upon a Marigold
“As wonderful as dogs can be, they are famous for missing the point.”
― Jean Ferris, quote from Once Upon a Marigold
“She said, "As long as we're with each other--"
"We know we're in exactly the right place," he finished.”
― Jean Ferris, quote from Once Upon a Marigold
“As it so often does, an impulsive, daring suddenly - and too late - seemed seriously flawed in its conception and its inability to be retracted.”
― Jean Ferris, quote from Once Upon a Marigold
“His recent dungeon experience had persuaded him that opportunites for good things should be grabbed and not postponed. You never knew when you wouldn't be around anymore.”
― Jean Ferris, quote from Once Upon a Marigold
“Sometimes things that seem like good ideas in theory, in practice turn out to be the worst kinds of boneheaded blunders.”
― Jean Ferris, quote from Once Upon a Marigold
“Edric knew he should head for home. It would be dark soon, and even though he was as familiar with his part of the forest as he was with the back and the front of his hand, there were dangers when the lights went out—wild animals, evil spirits, big glowing eyes attached to who-knew-what, stuff like that.”
― Jean Ferris, quote from Once Upon a Marigold
Jean Ferris
Born date January 24, 1939
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“MR. BONES KNEW THAT WILLY WASN'T LONG FOR THIS WORLD. The cough had been inside him for over six months, and by now there wasn't a chance in hell that he would ever get rid of it. Slowly and inexorably, without once taking a turn for the better, the thing had assumed a life of its own, advancing from a faint, phlegm-filled rattle in the lungs on February third to the wheezy sputum-jigs and gobby convulsions of high summer. All that was bad enough, but in the past two weeks a new tonality had crept into the bronchial music - something tight and flinty and percussive - and the attacks came now so often as to be almost constant. Every time one of them started, Mr. Bones half expected Willy's body to explode from the rockets of pressure bursting agaisnt his rib cage. He figured that blood would be the next step and when that fatal moment finally occurred on Saturday afternoon, it was as if all the angels in heaven had opened their mouths and started to sing. Mr. Bones saw it happen with his own eyes, standing by the edge of the road between Washington and Baltimore as Willy hawked up a few miserable clots of red matter into his handkerchief, and right then and there he knew that every ounce of hope was gone. The smell of death had settled upon Willy G. Christmas, and as surely as the sun was a lamp in the clouds that went off and on everyday, the end was drawing near.
What was a poor dog to do? Mr. Bones had been with Willy since his earliest days as a pup, and by now it was next to impossible to imagine a world that did not have his master in it. Every thought, every memory, every particle of the earth and air was saturated with Willy's presence. Habits die hard, and no doubt there's some truth to the adage about old dogs and new tricks, but it was more than just love or devotion that caused Mr. Bones to dread what was coming. It was pure ontological terror. Substract Willy from the world, and the odds were that the world itself would cease to exist.”
― Paul Auster, quote from Timbuktu
“O God, make me worthy of this calling, that the name of Jesus may be glorified in me and I in him.”
― quote from The Valley of Vision: A Collection of Puritan Prayers and Devotions
“Is there an option C? Take a vacation somewhere sunny, and drink a lot of rum until the world unfucks itself?”
― Devon Monk, quote from Magic to the Bone
“Representan un espíritu masculino y otro femenino íntimamente abrazados, pero la intención de estas pinturas no es en absoluto obscena y ni un solo tibetano las consideraría como tales. Los desnudos abrazados representan el éxtasis que sigue a la unión del Conocimiento y de la Vida perfecta.”
― quote from The Third Eye
“If it’s a choice between being shat on and pissed on and used and being a bastard, I’ll choose being a bastard any time.”
― Melvin Burgess, quote from Doing It
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