Top 38 Bohumil Hrabal Quotes
#1. You can't rid yourself of freedom the way you'd rid yourself of lice, brother.
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#2. It's interesting how young poets think of death while old fogies think of girls.
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#3. And I look on my brain as a mass of hydraulically compacted thoughts, a bale of ideas, and my head as a smooth, shiny Aladdin's lamp.
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#4. I totally respond to complex characters, and I'm not interested in anything too simple.
Patrick Fischler
#5. I understand when u feel overwhelmed style is the 1st thing to go, but its also the 1st thing you can pick back up to get you back on track.
Stacy London
#6. No book worth its salt is meant to put you to sleep, it's meant to make you jump out of your bed in your underwear and run and beat the author's brains out.
Bohumil Hrabal
#7. Every flying machine has its own unique characteristics, some good, some not so good. Pilots naturally fly the craft in such a manner as to take advantage of its good characteristics and avoid the areas where it is not so good.
Neil Armstrong
#8. As I helped him up, I felt him shake all over, so I asked him to forgive me, without knowing what for, but that was my lot, asking forgiveness, I even asked forgiveness of myself for being what I was, what it was my nature to be.
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#9. Like a flash of lightning Arthur Schopenhauer appeared to me and said, The highest law is love, the love that is compassion,
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#10. For we are like olives: only when we are crushed do we yield what is best in us. After
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#11. Ten times a day, every day, I wonder at having wandered so far, and then, alienated from myself, a stranger to myself, I go home
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#12. I kept working and...reading The Theory of The Heavens a sentence at a time, savoring each sentence like a cough drop and brimming with a sense of the immensity, grandeur, and infinite beauty streaming at me from all sides
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#13. Until suddenly one day I felt beautiful and holy for having had the courage to hold on to my sanity after all I'd seen and been through, body and soul, in too loud a solitude...
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#14. So I walk home like a burning house, like a burning stable, the light of life pouring out of the fire, fire pouring out of the dying wood, hostile sorrow lingering under the ashes
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#15. The extraordinary thing that is about to happen is matched only by the extraordinary moment just before it happens. Advent is the name of that moment.
Frederick Buechner
#16. ... whichever of my friends was and is sensitive, touchy even, had to choose... emigration... and I emigrated inwardly, here to the pub for example...
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#17. The heavens may be far from humane, but I'd had about all I could take. So
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#18. I pop a beautiful sentence into my mouth and suck it like a fruit drop.
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#19. To spend our days betting on three-legged horses with beautiful names
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#20. He was a gentle and sensitive soul, and therefore had a short temper, which is why he went straight after everything with an ax ...
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#22. She wanted to buckle, lie on her side and gasp like an eviscerated fish. She held her breath against it, but her mouth parted. She cared naught for living in the moment, but apparently her body was sensible. It wanted to breathe.
Julie Anne Long
#24. There is but a gentle stillness inside every cerebral. Tiny waterfalls of blood vessels rushing, becoming lethal.
Justin Bienvenue
#25. Writing is a defence against boredom, but it's also a cure for melancholy.
Bohumil Hrabal
#27. ood legal writing does not sound as though it was written by a lawyer. Good legal writing, like good writing in general, is writing that keeps the readers' interests foremost.13
Ross Guberman
#28. And so everything I see in this world, it all moves backward and forward at the same time, like a black-smith's bellows, like everything in my press, turning into its opposite at the command of the red and green buttons, and that's what makes the world go round.
Bohumil Hrabal
#29. Not until we're totally crushed do we show what we are made of.
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#30. You will hear words old and spent and useless like costumes left over from yesterday's parties.
Cesare Pavese
#31. Because when I read, I don't really read; I pop a beautiful sentence into my mouth and suck it like a fruit drop, or I sip it like a liqueur until the thought dissolves in me like alcohol, infusing brain and heart and coursing on through the veins to the root of each blood vessel.
Bohumil Hrabal
#32. Lost in my dreams, I somehow cross at the traffic signals, bumping into street lamps or people, yet moving onward, exuding fumes of beer and grime, yet smiling, because my briefcase is full of books and that very night I expect them to tell me things about myself I don't know.
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#33. The heavens are not humane, nor is any man with a head on his shoulders. Here
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#34. I think that Superman is the pinnacle of the DC Universe. Our feeling always was that you need to get Superman right. That was also our goal. We didn't want to ignore that this universe exists.
Charles Roven
#35. If a book has anything to say, it burns with a quiet laugh, because any book worth its salt points up and out of itself.
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#36. I can be by myself because I'm never lonely; I'm simply alone, living in my heavily populated solitude, a harum-scarum of infinity and eternity, and Infinity and Eternity seem to take a liking to the likes of me.
Bohumil Hrabal
#37. With the grin of one who mistakenly thinks he's a wit when he's only half a one.
Terry Pratchett
#38. Through the station went a goods train, spitting sparks from its chimney. Viktoria stood at the window and combed those sparks out of her hair.
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