Fosters Beer Sayings

#1. There were some, naturally, who would understand, and he wrote for them, or for himself. Anyhow, some idealised reader who would accept everything, and forgive.

Damon Galgut

#2. When you rest in quietness and
your image of yourself fades, and
your image of the world fades, and
your ideas of others fade, what's left?
A brightness, a radiant emptiness that is simply what you are

Adyashanti

#3. I had been walking in silence for so long,I had almost forgotten what my own voice sounded like.My knees were tired;my toes were beginning to ache.

Banana Yoshimoto

#4. You young people with your twittering and your creating of content. Or what is it - queefing? I don't know what you young people are calling it.

Janeane Garofalo

#5. Little cherub of the sea, come and play with me. Come and play with me, dearest cherub of the sea. Please come play with me, In the mad, mad sea.

K. Webster

#6. What fiction offers us is an intimacy shorn of the messy contingencies of human existence - gender, race, class or age. Those moments of transcendence when we exclaim 'You know exactly what I mean!' depend for much of their force on the anonymous character of the intimacy between writer and reader.

Will Self

#7. There are some who deploy casual wisdom for the purpose of engaging.

Santosh Kalwar

#8. In every home in America, in the world, there was cruelty, anger and hatred - things I didn't feel.

Frederick Lenz

#9. The whole journey was odd and dream-like
the roaring stream, the wet grey grass, the glimmering cliffs which they were approaching, and always the glorious, silently pacing beast ahead.

C.S. Lewis