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quote[0]="'That's how it is, Alice,' said Frances. 'Your birthday is always the one that is not now.'<br />from <b><i>A Birthday for Frances</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Dave Awl</b>"; 
quote[1]="The grown-up is only a thin coat of chocolate over the hard nut of the child. Whatever you were as a kid, you still are when the chocolate gets licked off or scraped off.<br />from <b><i>Linger Awhile</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Yvonne Studer</b>"; 
quote[2]="'There's a sorrow in you,' I said, 'just as there is in all of us. This sorrow clothes itself in various memories. I find it's best to let the thing get on to the paper. You can always tear it up later if you want to.'<br />from <b><i>My Tango with Barbara Strozzi</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Caroline Cook</b>"; 
quote[3]="'Always and always out into the dark and the dark coming in, Fremder, that's what it is to be human. The dark needs your humanness.'<br />from <b><i>Fremder</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Chloe Quinn</b>"; 
quote[4]="A frightening thought had been growing in me. I'd always assumed that I was the central character in my own story but now it occurred to me that I might in fact be only a minor character in someone else's. Miss Neap's perhaps. And I didn't even know the story.<br />from <b><i>Turtle Diary</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Graeme Wend-Walker</b>"; 
quote[5]="'A hi-tech plastic mountain,' said Dad.<br>'It takes a man named Flatbrain to think of something like that,' said Jim.<br />from <b><i>Trouble on Thunder Mountain</i></b><br />chosen by <b>David Veda and Josh Johnson</b>"; 
quote[6]="A sky like brown velvet, the red wink of an aeroplane. So high, so going-away!<br />from <b><i>Kleinzeit</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Olaf Schneider</b>"; 
quote[7]="A story is what remains when you leave out most of the action.<br />from <b><i>Pilgermann</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Dave Awl</b>"; 
quote[8]="A turtle doesn't have to decide every morning whether to keep on bothering, it just carries on. Maybe that's why man kills everything: envy.<br />from <b><i>Turtle Diary</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Dave Awl</b>"; 
quote[9]="actually he's not properly a he and he's nothing you could picture in your mind. what we're talking about here is a space-time singularity which is in fact a neuron of the cosmic mind to which the universe has occurred. similarly the great snyukh is a simplification of a cusp of negative probability. once inverted it reverses its polarity and becomes an accelerator of event.<br />from <b><i>The Medusa Frequency</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Daniel Potter</b>"; 
quote[10]="After all, when you come right down to it, how many people speak the same language even when they speak the same language?<br />from <b><i>The Lion of Boaz-Jachin and Jachin-Boaz</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Matthew Stephan</b>"; 
quote[11]="An appalling sunny afternoon sky.  When Napoleon spoke of two o'clock courage he could only have meant two in the afternoon, thought Kleinzeit.  Two in the morning's nothing compared to it.<br />from <b><i>Kleinzeit</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Matthew Stephan</b>"; 
quote[12]="As we watched me tumbling over and over in frozen stillness she advanced the audio beam to its next track and The Art of Fugue, performed by Marie-Claire Alain, came stalking into the room on its centuries-high legs. It was as if Bach had with spells and numbers called forth some cosmic monster that would eat me up, eat up the world with its implacable and insatiable logic.<br />from <b><i>Fremder</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Hugh Bowden</b>"; 
quote[13]="Being is not a steady state but an occulting one: we are all of us a succession of stillness blurring into motion on the wheel of action, and it is in those spaces of black between the pictures that we find the heart of mystery in which we are never allowed to rest.<br />from <b><i>Fremder</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Kerry Power</b>"; 
quote[14]="Biting the wheel is not enough.<br />from <b><i>The Lion of Boaz-Jachin and Jachin-Boaz</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Sandra Smith</b>"; 
quote[15]="Camden Station is the windiest tube station I know. Coming up on the escalator with my hair flying I felt as if I was coming out of a dark place into the light, and I laughed because that's what I was actually doing.<br />from <b><i>Turtle Diary</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Dave Awl</b>"; 
quote[16]="Can electrical impulses from the brain precipitate possibility? Leibniz says the world is as it is because God is as He is. But what if God is as He is because we are as we are? Then the world is as it is because we are as we are.<br />from <b><i>Fremder</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Yvonne Studer</b>"; 
quote[17]="Come, I said to the self inside me, come out and take your chance.<br />from <b><i>Turtle Diary</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Lindsay Edmunds</b>"; 
quote[18]="Could I be a turtle? Could I through an act of ecstasy swim unafraid and never lost, finding, finding?<br />from <b><i>Turtle Diary</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Yvonne Studer</b>"; 
quote[19]="Darkness roared with the lion, the night stalked with the silence of him. The lion was. Ignorant of non-existence he existed.<br />from <b><i>The Lion of Boaz-Jachin and Jachin-Boaz</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Yvonne Studer</b>"; 
quote[20]="Day beartht crookit out of crookit nite and sickness in them boath.<br />from <b><i>Riddley Walker</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Matthew Stephan</b>"; 
quote[21]="Don't come the deconstructionist with me, you ponce!<br />from <b><i>The Medusa Frequency</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Andrew Middleton</b>"; 
quote[22]="Don't expect me to be human, said God.<br />from <b><i>Kleinzeit</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Emmae Gibson</b>"; 
quote[23]="Dream: a rushing in the air behind the visible world.<br />from <b><i>Fremder</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Lindsay Edmunds</b>"; 
quote[24]="Each new generation of children has to be told: 'This is a world, this is what one does, one lives like this.' Maybe our constant fear is that a generation of children will come along and say: 'This is not a world, this is nothing, there's no way to live at all.'<br />from <b><i>Turtle Diary</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Roland Clare</b>"; 
quote[25]="Each of us is only the voice through which the moment speaks the action of the here-and-gone.<br />from <b><i>Fremder</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Roland Clare</b>"; 
quote[26]="Even a small mountain is always a surprise, it is always so much itself.<br />from <b><i>Pilgermann</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Sandra Smith</b>"; 
quote[27]="Everyone lives a life that is seen and a life that is unseen. Our dreams are part of our unseen life. We often forget our own dreams and we have no idea whatever of the dreams of others: last night the person next to you in the underground may have ridden naked on a lion or travelled under the sea to the lost city of Atlantis.<br />from <b><i>The Moment under The Moment</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Yvonne Studer</b>"; 
quote[28]="Fidelity is a matter of perception; nobody is unfaithful to the sea or to mountains or to death: once recognized they fill the heart.<br />from <b><i>The Medusa Frequency</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Eli Bishop</b>"; 
quote[29]="Gislebertus was addicted to stone - he could  not leave it alone. Every time he found an empty space  of stone he had to let in Heaven and Hell. He  was like  Thelonious Monk with a chisel and mallet.<br />from <b><i>The Bat Tattoo</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Sophia Fabre</b>"; 
quote[30]="Goodparley and Orfing had a red and black stripet fit up it bens tanning there ready to go and little kids creaping in and out of it wylst we ben doing the scar take. Orfing cleart the kids out he tol them ther heads wud tern to wood if they dint come out of it quick.<br />from <b><i>Riddley Walker</i></b><br />chosen by <b>James Fowler</b>"; 
quote[31]="Goya wrote -- I think it was on the title-page of Los Caprichos -- 'The dream of Reason produces monsters'. I don't think that's how it is. I think it's when reason is not allowed to dream that it acts out its dreams while awake, and then it is that monsters are produced, in Goya's time and in ours.<br />from <b><i>The Moment under The Moment</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Yvonne Studer</b>"; 
quote[32]="Happiness can be unsettling, like catching a baby that someone has thrown out of a window.<br />from <b><i>Amaryllis Night and Day</i></b><br />chosen by <b>David Veda and Josh Johnson</b>"; 
quote[33]="'HAVEN'T YOU HEARD OF THE SUPERNATURAL?' said the Blob.<br />'You're too fat to be supernatural,' said Jim.<br />'I'M SUPERNATURALLY FAT,' said the Blob. 'WHAT ABOUT YOU?'<br />from <b><i>Jim Hedgehog's Supernatural Christmas</i></b><br />chosen by <b>David Veda and Josh Johnson</b>"; 
quote[34]="He put his face in front of the bathroom mirror.<br />I exist, said the mirror.<br />What about me? said Kleinzeit.<br/>Not my problem, said the mirror.<br />from <b><i>Kleinzeit</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Carolyn Mayne</b>"; 
quote[35]="Her brown loaves were like bread from a fairy tale; her potato pancakes sizzled with lust and tasted of fidelity.<br />from <b><i>Mr Rinyo-Clacton's Offer</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Lindsay Edmunds</b>"; 
quote[36]="Her no-question-asking stalked through the flat like a tall silent creature that stared at Jachin-Boaz all day.<br />from <b><i>The Lion of Boaz-Jachin and Jachin-Boaz</i></b><br />chosen by <b>David Veda and Josh Johnson</b>"; 
quote[37]="High, high over us there thundered aeroplanes into Heathrow, safe arrivals for the moment; rumbling through the rain the District Line trains took their golden windows homeward in the night, unseen faces mortal and alone.<br />from <b><i>The Medusa Frequency</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Olaf Schneider</b>"; 
quote[38]="How can it be that pictures can be seen with the eyes closed? Dreams! Maybe there were dreams before there was anything else; maybe there were dreams before there were people to dream them. Maybe dream life is the real living and our waking life is just the necessary exercising of our bodily functions in between dream time.<br />from <b><i>Pilgermann</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Steve Long</b>"; 
quote[39]="HOW-CAN-I-MAKE-WORDS-STAY-ON-THE-PAPER? said Kleinzeit very slowly, as if talking to a foreigner.<br />They'll stay if you don't put them there, said the yellow paper.<br />How do I do that?<br />You don't do it, it happens.<br />How does it happen?<br />You simply have to find what's there and let it be, said the yellow paper.<br />Find what's where? said Kleinzeit.<br />Here, said the yellow paper. Now.<br />from <b><i>Kleinzeit</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Matthew Stephan</b>"; 
quote[40]="I am the first of your line. I am the first singer, the one who invented the lyre, the one to whom Hermes brought Eurydice and perpetual guilt. I am your progenitor, I am the endlessly voyaging sorrow that is always in you, I am that astonishment from which you write in those brief moments when you can write.<br />from <b><i>The Medusa Frequency</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Andrew Middleton</b>"; 
quote[41]="'I bet the stories you could tell would make a hell of a book,' I said, 'If only you knew how to get them down on paper.'<br />He shrugged. 'Not everything needs to be written down.'<br />from <b><i>The Moment under The Moment</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Roland Clare</b>"; 
quote[42]="'I can see the bubbles but I can't hear any music,' said Big John.<br />'Neither can I,' said Jim, 'but I know what I'm playing'.<br />'Is it happy or sad?' said Big John.<br />'Sad,' said Jim.<br />'That's funny,' said Big John, 'the bubbles look happy.'<br />from <b><i>Jim Frog</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Antti Savela</b>"; 
quote[43]="I could feel that something had happened, I could feel the Hermes of it, could feel myself on a night road to somewhere else. 'I have no name but the one you give me,' I said, 'no face but the one you see.'<br />from <b><i>The Medusa Frequency</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Yvonne Studer</b>"; 
quote[44]="I dont have nothing only words to put down on paper. Its so hard. Some times theres mor in the emty paper nor there is when you get the writing down on it. You try to word the big things and they tern ther backs on you. Yet youwl see stanning stoans and ther backs wil talk to you.<br />from <b><i>Riddley Walker</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Nicole Paluszek</b>"; 
quote[45]="I don't think I've ever seen anyone pick up a box of matches without shaking it. Curious. It takes more time to shake the box than it would to open it straight away but it's less effort. It's pleasant to hear a lot of matches rattling in the box, one has a feeling of plenty. No one wants to open a matchbox and find it empty.<br />from <b><i>Turtle Diary</i></b><br />chosen by <b>David Veda and Josh Johnson</b>"; 
quote[46]="I exist, said the mirror.<br />What about me? said Kleinzeit.<br />Not my problem, said the mirror.<br />from <b><i>Kleinzeit</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Dave Awl</b>"; 
quote[47]="I had a salad. If I were to say that today's tomatoes are an index of the decline of Western man I should be thought a crank but nations do not, I think, ascend on such tomatoes.<br />from <b><i>Turtle Diary</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Diana Slickman</b>"; 
quote[48]="I know now how fragile are the walls that keep out chaos – there are many weak spots and there will always be something or someone waiting to break in. Maybe I can reinforce those weak spots with the rock I'm leaving behind as I carve myself out and shape my destiny.<br />from <b><i>Mr Rinyo-Clacton's Offer</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Yvonne Studer</b>"; 
quote[49]="There is a mystery that even God cannot fathom, nor can he give the law of it on two stone tablets. He cannot speak what there are no words for; he needs divers to dive into it; he needs wrestlers to wrestle with it, singers to sing it, lovers to love it. He cannot deal with it alone, he must find helpers, and for this does he blind some and maim others.<br />from <b><i>Pilgermann</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Deena Omar</b>"; 
quote[50]="I tell you what I have paid years to learn: everything that is found is always lost again, and nothing that is found is ever lost again. Can you understand that?<br />from <b><i>The Lion of Boaz-Jachin and Jachin-Boaz</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Graeme Wend-Walker</b>"; 
quote[51]="If sky were earth and ocean sky,<br />Green turtles would be kites to fly<br />from <b><i>Turtle Diary</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Steve Long</b>"; 
quote[52]="If you cud even jus see 1 thing clear the woal of whats in it you cud see every thing clear. But you never wil get to see the woal of any thing youre all ways in the middl of it living it or moving thru it.<br />from <b><i>Riddley Walker</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Dave Awl</b>"; 
quote[53]="In the deep chill and the darkness of the Fourth Galaxy, in the black sparkle of deep space, oh so lonely, see a figure in a blue coverall tumbling over and over as it comes towards you: no space suit, no helmet, no oxygen. Is he dead? He can't be alive, can he? What's in his mind now? Are there pictures frozen in his mind?<br />from <b><i>Fremder</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Paul Saich</b>"; 
quote[54]="In the morning I came awake as I always do, like a man trapped in a car going over a cliff.<br />from <b><i>The Medusa Frequency</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Dave Awl</b>"; 
quote[55]="Is there a story of me? I asked myself. Am I in it?<br />from <b><i>The Medusa Frequency</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Dave Awl</b>"; 
quote[56]="It ceased to matter to him who was looking out through the eyeholes in his face and it ceased to matter who was looking in.<br />from <b><i>The Lion of Boaz-Jachin and Jachin-Boaz</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Matthew Stephan</b>"; 
quote[57]="It is not love that moves the world from night to morning, it is not love that makes the new day dawn. It is the longing for what cannot be. The world needs the power of your yearning, the world needs the power of your love that cannot be fulfilled.<br />from <b><i>The Second Mrs Kong</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Richard Cooper</b>"; 
quote[58]="It is the longing for what cannot be that moves the world from night to morning.<br />from <b><i>The Second Mrs Kong</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Dave Awl</b>"; 
quote[59]="It puts us on like we put on our cloes. Some times we don't fit. Sometimes it cant find the arm hoals and it tears us a part.<br />from <b><i>Riddley Walker</i></b><br />chosen by <b>pa morbid</b>"; 
quote[60]="It seems to me that the realest reality lives somewhere beyond the edge of human vision. I don't know that it can ever be seen, but I'll keep looking.<br />from <b><i>The Russell Hoban Omnibus</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Chris Bell</b>"; 
quote[61]="It was a damp and foggy November morning with a chill in the air. The fog made everything more personal, as if it were taking me aside to tell me a secret.<br />from <b><i>The Bat Tattoo</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Antti Savela</b>"; 
quote[62]="It's astonishing, really, how quickly the strange becomes the usual.<br />from <b><i>The Bat Tattoo</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Steve Long</b>"; 
quote[63]="I've gone my distance now and now you'll have to go yours. Learn the speech of ravens and they will feed you.<br />from <b><i>Fremder</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Yusra Khan</b>"; 
quote[64]="Jachin-Boaz, what are you looking for with your master map that you stole from your son, with your savings that you stole from your wife and child?<br />from <b><i>The Lion of Boaz-Jachin and Jachin-Boaz</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Mike Warren</b>"; 
quote[65]="Kong with his teddy-bear fur is a fifty-foot tall idea even if the reality was only eighteen inches high. Kong lives.<br />from <b><i>Turtle Diary</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Tim Haillay</b>"; 
quote[66]="Learn the speech of ravens and they will feed you.<br />from <b><i>Fremder</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Dylan Spicer</b>"; 
quote[67]="Life cannot tolerate itself, life wants to become death.<br />from <b><i>Pilgermann</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Matthew Stephan</b>"; 
quote[68]="Life is the original sickness of inanimate matter.<br />from <b><i>Kleinzeit</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Matthew Stephan</b>"; 
quote[69]="More and more I find that life is a series of disappearances followed usually but not always by reappearances; you disappear from your morning self and reappear as your afternoon self; you disappear from feeling good and reappear feeling bad. And people, even face to face and clasped in each other's arms, disappear from each other.<br />from <b><i>Fremder</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Dave Awl</b>"; 
quote[70]="Morrows Cruel Mock<br />from <b><i>Kleinzeit</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Matthew Stephan</b>"; 
quote[71]="Oh yes, I thought, feeling something good just around the corner of my mind: just be all the way in it and you're all right.<br />from <b><i>Turtle Diary</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Yvonne Studer</b>"; 
quote[72]="OK, it was all in my mind but so is everything else. Perhaps I fainted, I don't know. I didn't fall down but it was a Road-to-Damascus kind of thing. A girl of twelve or thirteen and her mother approached as I stood there.<br />'That man has an erection,' said the girl.<br />'Nonsense,' said the mother as they moved on. 'It's probably his iPod.'<br />from <b><i>My Tango with Barbara Strozzi</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Jessica Bishop Bunn</b>"; 
quote[73]="On my naming day when I come 12 I gone front spear and kilt a wyld boar he parbly ben the las wyld pig on the Bundel Downs any how there hadnt ben none for a long time befor him nor I aint looking to see none agen.<br />from <b><i>Riddley Walker</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Kerry Power</b>"; 
quote[74]="One assumes that the world simply is and is and is but it isn't, it is like music that we hear a moment at a time and put together in our heads. But this music, unlike other music, cannot be performed again.<br />from <b><i>Pilgermann</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Dave Awl</b>"; 
quote[75]="Our woal life is a idear we dint think of nor we dont know what it is.  What a way to live.<br />Thats why I finely came to writing all this down.  Thinking on what the idear of us myt be.  Thinking on that thing whats in us lorn and loan and oansome.<br />from <b><i>Riddley Walker</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Jane Hyde</b>"; 
quote[76]="People do it to each other all the time. The frog said he'd turn into a handsome prince if the princess kissed him but the princess said she'd rather have a talking frog.<br />from <b><i>Amaryllis Night and Day</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Yvonne Studer</b>"; 
quote[77]="Perhaps this world that's in us, this world that we're in, was never meant to be fixed and permanent; perhaps it's only one of a continuous succession of world-ideas passing through the world-mind.  And we are, all of us, the passing and impermanent perceivers of it.<br />from <b><i>Fremder</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Dave Awl</b>"; 
quote[78]="Reason is not sufficient; I know what I cannot explain.<br />from <b><i>The Moment under The Moment</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Yvonne Studer</b>"; 
quote[79]="Sometime now I dream of music. Not opera music, what it is I do not know. Over me, under me, all around me. I can hear it, I can feel it. When I wake up, it is gone. Lost, nothing remembered.<br />from <b><i>Come Dance With Me</i></b><br />chosen by <b>James Poolos</b>"; 
quote[80]="Sometimes between two people it's as if one is a lock and one is a key and they take turns at being lock and key; but at other times it's as if both are keys or both are locks and nothing can be done.<br />from <b><i>Amaryllis Night and Day</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Emmae Gibson</b>"; 
quote[81]="Sometimes I am astonished that there should be buildings built and institutions maintained to string out the brevity of human life over successive generations; trees don't do that, they just hold on to the darkness and accept the light night after night and day after day without pretensions to permanence.<br />from <b><i>The Bat Tattoo</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Alida Allison</b>"; 
quote[82]="Sometimes in the underground I close my eyes and the sound of the wheels on the rails and the surging and swaying of the carriage become the rolling passage in the darkness of my mind.<br />from <b><i>The Bat Tattoo</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Deena Omar</b>"; 
quote[83]="The action systems of the universe are the elements from which life and stories arise. The patterns of blue-green algae and the numinous wings of the Great Nebula in Orion and the runic scrawl of human chromosomes are stories. Begotten by no one knows what, stories beget people to live them. We are the offspring of immeasurable ideas.<br />from <b><i>Pilgermann</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Tim Haillay</b>"; 
quote[84]="The centre of anything is the centre of everything.<br />from <b><i>Pilgermann</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Tim Haillay</b>"; 
quote[85]="The colours of my craziness roared and bellowed in my ears.<br />from <b><i>Fremder</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Dylan Spicer</b>"; 
quote[86]="The dark came early and the streetlamps didn't so much illuminate as just give everything a yellowish cast.<br />from <b><i>Linger Awhile</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Olaf Schneider</b>"; 
quote[87]="The fact that you're alive means that someone cares about you.<br />from <b><i>Amaryllis Night and Day</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Charlotte Amor</b>"; 
quote[88]="The people who run the world now were children once. What went wrong? What is it that with such dismal regularity goes wrong? Why do perfectly good children become rotten grown-ups?<br />from <b><i>The Moment under The Moment</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Jane Clare</b>"; 
quote[89]="The real reality, the flickering of seen and unseen actualities, the moment under the moment, can't be put into words; the most a writer can do - and this is only rarely achieved - is to write in such a way that the reader finds himself in a place where the unwordable happens off the page.<br />from <b><i>The Moment under The Moment</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Kerry Power</b>"; 
quote[90]="The stranger it took me the mor I fealt at hoam with it. The mor I fealt like Iwd be long where ever it wer widening me to.<br />from <b><i>Riddley Walker</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Yvonne Studer</b>"; 
quote[91]="The waves were silver under the moon, the spray flew up from the rocks on either side of the harbour entrance, there was a beacon on the headland. The champagne tasted like clear and bubbling bright new mornings without end.<br />from <b><i>Turtle Diary</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Lindsay Edmunds</b>"; 
quote[92]="The world is full of ghosts: not the kind who groan and clank their chains, not even people ghosts, but the ghosts of the touches of hands on what has been used, worn, handled. Might it be a kind of metaphysical DNA, so that from the touch of a woman's hand on a necklace, a man's hand on a knife, the whole person might be called into being?<br />from <b><i>The Bat Tattoo</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Yvonne Studer</b>"; 
quote[93]="The world vibrates like a crystal in the mind; there is a frequency at which terror and ecstasy are the same and any road might be taken.<br />from <b><i>The Medusa Frequency</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Graeme Wend-Walker</b>"; 
quote[94]="The world-child has been told that this is a world, ... and it believes it; it is the energy of this belief that binds the world together. The world-child holds in its mind the idea of every single thing: root and stone, tree and mountain, river and ocean and every living thing. The world-child holds in its mind the idea of woman and man, the idea of love.<br />from <b><i>The Medusa Frequency</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Yvonne Studer</b>"; 
quote[95]="There aint that many sir prizes in life if you take noatis of every thing. Every time wil have its happenings out and every place the same. What ever eats mus shit.<br />from <b><i>Riddley Walker</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Deena Omar</b>"; 
quote[96]="There are flavours that one tastes not with the mouth but with the mind.<br />from <b><i>Linger Awhile</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Yvonne Studer</b>"; 
quote[97]="There is only one place, and that place is time.<br />from <b><i>The Lion of Boaz-Jachin and Jachin-Boaz</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Dave Awl</b>"; 
quote[98]="There was a long stretch of yellow lights, utterly placeless. The road seemed to come from nowhere and lead to nowhere.<br />from <b><i>Turtle Diary</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Olaf Schneider</b>"; 
quote[99]="There were no lions any more. There had been lions once. Sometimes in the shimmer of the heat on the plains the motion of their running still flickered on the dry wind--tawny, great, and quickly gone. Sometimes the honey-coloured moon shivered to the silence of a ghost roar on the rising air.<br />from <b><i>The Lion of Boaz-Jachin and Jachin-Boaz</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Bill Rodgers</b>"; 
quote[100]="There's nothing like a little physical violence to make a man feel young again.<br />from <b><i>Turtle Diary</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Rosie Harrold</b>"; 
quote[101]="There's a photograph of an olive tree among the stones on my desk; when Luise left she wrote on the back of it:<br /><br />I trusted you with the idea of me<br />and you lost it.<br />from <b><i>The Medusa Frequency</i></b><br />chosen by <b>David Veda and Josh Johnson</b>"; 
quote[102]="There's nothing beyond the last visible dog but us.<br />from <b><i>The Mouse and His Child</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Kerry Power</b>"; 
quote[103]="Things don't end; they just accumulate.<br />from <b><i>Mr Rinyo-Clacton's Offer</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Chris Bell</b>"; 
quote[104]="This is where I get my jollies: I am a creature of the deeps.<br />from <b><i>The Medusa Frequency</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Dylan Spicer</b>"; 
quote[105]="Those of us who think about the empty spaces tend to paint pictures, write books, or compose music. There are many talented people who never will become painters, writers or composers; the talent is in them but not the empty spaces where art happens.<br />from <b><i>Amaryllis Night and Day</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Billy Frugal</b>"; 
quote[106]="Thursday. Grey and rainy. That was a help, sunny blue-sky days always look like bad luck to me.<br />from <b><i>Turtle Diary</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Rosie Harrold</b>"; 
quote[107]="Trubba Not<br />from <b><i>Riddley Walker</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Kerry Power</b>"; 
quote[108]="Twilight it was, the dying day shivering a little and huddling itself up in its cloak. Suddenly there came flying towards me with a mouse dangling from its beak, an owl, what is called a veiled owl, with a limp mouse dangling from its cryptic heart-shaped face.<br />from <b><i>Pilgermann</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Chris Bell</b>"; 
quote[109]="We are all of us a succession of stillnesses blurring into motion on the wheel of action.<br />from <b><i>Fremder</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Deena Omar</b>"; 
quote[110]="We make stories because we are story. The fabric of our myths and folk-tales is in us from before birth. The action systems of the universe are the origin of life and stories. The pattern of blue-green algae and the numinous wings of the Great Nebula in Orion and the runic scrawl of human chromosomes are stories.<br />from <b><i>The Moment under The Moment</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Lindsay Edmunds</b>"; 
quote[111]="What does it all mean? said Kleinzeit.<br />How can there be meaning? said Hospital.  Meaning is a limit.  There are no limits.<br />from <b><i>Kleinzeit</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Matthew Stephan</b>"; 
quote[112]="What is the world but little pieces of pictures and who can see a whole one?<br />from <b><i>Come Dance With Me</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Graeme Wend-Walker</b>"; 
quote[113]="'Who can know anybody?' said the bookshop owner. 'Every person is like thousands of books. New, reprinting, in stock, out of stock, fiction, non-fiction, poetry, rubbish. The lot. Different every day. One's lucky to be able to put his hand on the one that's wanted, let alone know it.'<br />from <b><i>The Lion of Boaz-Jachin and Jachin-Boaz</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Yvonne Studer</b>"; 
quote[114]="'Why are you weeping?' said Bembel Rudzuk.<br />'I am suffering from an attack of history,' I said.<br />'It will pass,' said Bembel Rudzuk.<br />from <b><i>Pilgermann</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Dave Awl</b>"; 
quote[115]="Working for Classic Comics wasn't too bad...it was one of many bright and tastefully decorated places in London where people can neither speak or write English and they say concept when they mean idea.<br />from <b><i>The Medusa Frequency</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Andrew Middleton</b>"; 
quote[116]="'You said you were going to tell me about the more.'<br />'The thing about the more is that it comes after what comes before it. When it's ready it'll make itself known.'<br />from <b><i>Angelica's Grotto</i></b><br />chosen by <b>Kerry Power</b>"; 

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