I own a lot of books I've never read. Lately, I've been checking books out of the library and jotting down passages and selections in some of my notebooks. I am a true quotes-fiend. For example, I found these recently:

The hand of Vengeance found the Bed
To which the Purple Tyrant fled;
The iron hand-crush'd the Tyrant's head
And became a Tyrant in his stead.
(WIlliam Blake, "The Grey Monk")

or

"Here I swear that I will never forgive Christianity! Oh how I wish I were the Antichrist, that it were mine to crush the Demon, to hurl him to his native Hell never to rise again---." (Percy Shelley)

or

"What a difference there is between our beginning and our end! We begin in the madness of carnal desire and the transport of voluptuousness, we end in the disolution of allour parts and the musty stench of corpses. And the road from the one to the other goes steadily downhill." (Arthur Schopenhauer)

or

"I love fields and woods and mountains with almost a visionary fondness." (Samuel Taylor Coleridge)

I own a lot of books I've never read. Lately, I've been checking books out of the library and jotting down passages and selections in some of my notebooks. I am a true quotes-fiend. For example, I found these recently:

The hand of Vengeance found the Bed
To which the Purple Tyrant fled;
The iron hand-crush'd the Tyrant's head
And became a Tyrant in his stead.
(WIlliam Blake, "The Grey Monk")

or

"Here I swear that I will never forgive Christianity! Oh how I wish I were the Antichrist, that it were mine to crush the Demon, to hurl him to his native Hell never to rise again---." (Percy Shelley)

or

"What a difference there is between our beginning and our end! We begin in the madness of carnal desire and the transport of voluptuousness, we end in the disolution of allour parts and the musty stench of corpses. And the road from the one to the other goes steadily downhill." (Arthur Schopenhauer)

or

"I love fields and woods and mountains with almost a visionary fondness." (Samuel Taylor Coleridge)