And while I was not an admirer of people in the specific, I liked them in the abstract. … - Elizabeth McCracken

Same topic Authors

Quote of the day

On one side, the mass of a mountain. A life I know. On the other, the universe of the clouds, so full of unknown that it seems empty to us. Too much space.

Elizabeth McCracken

And while I was not an admirer of people in the specific, I liked them in the abstract. It is only the execution of the idea that disappoints.

Admirer, Execution, Ideas, People, Specific

Same Author Quotes

In reference works, as in sin, omission is as bad as willful misbehavior.

Bad, Nonfiction, Omission, Sin

Enough fine weather and money and a few memorable meals make any place desirable.

Desirable, Make, Meals, Memorable, Weather

There are writers who can show you the excellence of their brains and writers who show you the depths of their souls: I don't know any writer who does both at the same time as brilliantly as Roxane Gay.

Brain, Depths, Gay, Roxane, Soul

My father was right: you could make anybody amazing just by insisting they were.

Amazing, Father, Insisting, Right

Grief lasts longer than sympathy, which is one of the tragedies of the grieving.

Grief, Grieving, Longer, Sympathy, Tragedy

Similar Quotes

Nicole Kidman

Ultimately, you're left with the people you love and who love you- everything else fades into oblivion.

Everything, Love, Love You, Oblivion, People, Ultimately

Philippe Petit

On one side, the mass of a mountain. A life I know. On the other, the universe of the clouds, so full of unknown that it seems empty to us. Too much space.

Clouds, Mountain, Side, Space

Drake Doremus

Sometimes the scene just comes together, and other times, we have to build the scene from scratch, just using different takes.

Different, Scratches, Times, Together, Using

Cornelia Funke

The night breathed through the apartment like a dark animal. The ticking of a clock. The groan of a floorboard as he slipped out of his room. All was drowned by its silence. But Jacob loved the night. He felt it on his skin like a promise. Like a cloak woven from freedom and danger.

Animal, Dark, Groan, Like, Night, Woven

Rosanne Cash

We are creating a culture where content creators are a new servant class, and paid as such.

Class, Creating, Creators, Culture, Paid, Servant