Author of quotes: David Mitchell. Page 1

- You said that you decided to become a writer in childhood. From this conviction?
- I was eight years old when it came the realization that I must become a writer. I read an adventure book, which I admired. It was a bestseller at the time. I was impressed with the storyline, and I decided to write a similar. If the original main characters were rabbits, then in my story - otter. I very much copied the story that impressed me. In fact, just changed the animals. I honestly wrote at least four pages, and then went on to play football.

To show someone what you have written is to give that person up sharp stake, lie down in the coffin and say, "Well, come on."

I've never listened to music lying down. If you close your eyes then listen - all the same what to read.
Music is the forest that you want to pass through.

Where is the girl who carries the second half of my unborn child somewhere in the depth of complex loops and curls? What is she doing now? What's her name?

Among the trees is always good, unlike people.

Sorry, I can't seep into any crack that all problems are behind us.

And desperately sang thrushes sang as if silence is tantamount to death. Actually, I think that the singing of birds is thought the forest.

Music is a forest of sounds, through which you go.

The world - he as the Director of the school, he repeatedly makes us do work on the bugs. I don't mean in a mystical sense, not like Jesus or something. Rather, as a rake! You continue to step on them, again and again, until you will not come. Hey, beware of the rake! All that we have, all bad, our selfishness and our willingness to accept what we don't want to do - this is our rake. And then there are two ways: either we all will suffer from the unwillingness to see and admit their mistakes, or we will learn to see and recognize and correct them. But not everything is so simple: once you admit one mistake, and you think, "Hey, the world is not such a bad place" and then you BAM! - come to new rake!
Because the rake will never end.

- Everything will be fine - from what Julia said mildly, things are getting worse. - Jace, in the end all will be well.
- I'm not very good.
- This is because it is not the end.

Don't tell anyone that I'm a composer because I can't stand more feeble-minded of the Inquisition: "What kind of music would you compose?"; "Oh, I must have heard about you?"; "Where do you get your ideas?"

A crescendo was followed by a few cycles.

Every metropolis has a chemical toilet where human waste can decompose unwanted softly, though not quite invisible. It motivates the lower layers of consumers.

It is not savages stronger CIV risovannyh is a large amount stronger small.