Author: Anthony Doerr

Cites

• Philip Beck (1)
  • IN: All the Light we Cannot See (2014) Fiction, Historical Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: "In August 1944 the historic walled city of Saint-Malo, the brightest jewel of the Emerald Coast of Brittany, France, was almost totally destroyed by fire.... Of the 865 buildings within in the walls, only 182 remained standing and all were damaged to some degree."
    FROM: The Burning of Saint-Malo, (1994), Book, France
• Joseph Goebbels (1)
  • IN: All the Light we Cannot See (2014) Fiction, Historical Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: "It would not have been possible for us to take power or to use it in the way we have without the radio."
    FROM: Radio as the Eight Great Power, (1933), Speech, Germany
• Luis Buñuel (1)
  • IN: Memory Wall (2010) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: You have to begin to lose your memory, if only in bits and pieces, to realize that memory is what makes our lives. Life without memory is no life at all, just as an intelligence without the possibility of expression is not really an intelligence. Our memory is our coherence, our reason, our feeling, even our action. Without it, we are nothing.
    FROM: My Last Sigh, (1982), Book, Spain
• Johannes Kepler (1)
  • IN: About Grace (2010) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: There must be some definite cause why, whenever snow begins to fall, its initial formation invariably displays the shape of a six-cornered starlet. For if it happens by chance, why do they not fall just as well with five corners or with seven? . . . Who carved the nucleus, before it fell, into six horns of ice?
    FROM: On the Six-Cornered Snowflake, (1610), Essay, Germany
• Pliny the Elder (1)
  • IN: Four Seasons in Rome (2007) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Rain falls, clouds rise, rivers dry up, hailstorms sweep down; rays scorch, and impinging from every side on the earth in the middle of the world, then are broken and recoil and carry with them the moisture they have drunk up. Steam falls from on high and again returns on high. Empty winds sweep down, and then go back again with their plunder. So many living creatures draw their breath from the upper air; but the air strives in the opposite direction, and the earth pours back breath to the sky as if to a vacuum. Thus as nature swings to and fro like a kind of sling, discord is kindled by the velocity of the world’s motion.
    FROM: The Natural History, (77), Book, Italy