sketchbook of balderdash

“What’s your name,” Coraline asked the cat. “Look, I’m Coraline. Okay?”

   "Cats don’t have names,“ it said.

   "No?” said Coraline.

   "No,“ said the cat. "Now you people have names. That’s because you don’t know who you are. We know who we are, so we don’t need names.”

—  “Coraline” (2002) by Neil Gaiman. Today is Gaiman’s birthday.
Why do you paint?
For exactly the same reason I breathe.
That’s not an answer.
There isn’t any answer.
How long hasn’t there been any answer?
As long as I can remember.
And how long have you written?
As long as I can remember.
I mean poetry.
So do I.
—  “Forward to an Exhibit: II” (1945) by E. E. Cummings. E. E. Cummings was born on October 14th, 1894.
…have you ever found God in church? I never did. I just found a bunch of folks hoping for him to show. Any God I ever felt in church I brought in with me. And I think all the other folks did too. They come to church to share God, not find God.
—  The Color Purple (1982) by Alice Walker, born February 9th, 1944.
The moon is no door. It is a face in its own right,
White as a knuckle and terribly upset.
It drags the sea after it like a dark crime; it is quiet
With the O-gape of complete despair. I live here.
—  “The Moon and the Yew Tree”, “Ariel” (1965) by Sylvia Plath, born October 27th, 1932.

“Leo Tolstoy” (1918) by Mikhail Nesterov. Leo Tolstoy was born September 9th, 1828.

“History is the life of nations and of humanity. To seize 
and put into words, to describe directly the life of humanity
or even of a single nation, appears impossible.” -Epilogue
II, Ch. 1, “War and Peace” by Leo Tolstoy.