|Literary "motes" references that we've encountered:
|Perhaps after reading these Motes Quotes,
you'll be inspired to read more work by the authors who penned these lines.
These aren't from books published by MotesBooks,
but we recommend works from these and other good intellects,
as well as from the outstanding minds of our own fine authors.
Poetry abides in such phrasings.
“Look again at that dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us.
On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of,
every human being who ever was, lived out their lives.
The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions,
ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero
and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and
peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful
child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt
politician, every ‘superstar,’ every ‘supreme leader,’ every saint and sinner
in the history of our species lived there —
on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.”
-- Carl Sagan, discussing pictures of Earth from space
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hearing from you.
“She studied the dust in the air [next to the open window] while we
listened, and kept putting her finger out, like E.T., to touch the glitter.
The dust was letting her see the air, suspended as we are, held and
blown about, even though we appear to be sitting, planted.
The dust made the invisible visible, for a few moments, immersing
both of us in another dimension, beyond what we could usually see.”
-- Anne Lamott
“… [N]otice flickers of the divine, like dust motes on sunbeams in your
dusty kitchen. Without all the shade and shadows, you’d miss the
beauty of the veil. The shadow is always there, and if you don’t
remember it, when it falls on you and your life again, you’re plunged into
darkness. Shadows make the light show. Without shadows, we’d see
only what a friend of mine refers to as 'all that goddamn light.'”
-- Anne Lamott
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the trees in narrow streams that showed dust motes and little
bugs floating about. It seemed the world was holding its
breath, as if there were no movement anywhere.”
-- Silas House
floor; it caught the auburn highlights in Phoebe's thin braids as she stood before a
big wooden bin, scooping lentils, letting them cascade into jars.”
-- Kim Edwards
-- Jeff Mann
|--EK Larken, publisher
that makes seen what is behind the air (it is just dust, motes, Lucy says, there is
nothing to see behind the air), the behind the air taking shape in loose-linked sparkles
like it seems to Lil the Holy Ghost looks.”
-- Ann Pancake