Author: John Hornor Jacobs

Cites

• Bill Hicks (1)
  • IN: The Shibboleth (2014) Fiction, Young Adult Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: We are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively...
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, US
• Walt Whitman (1)
  • IN: The Shibboleth (2014) Fiction, Young Adult Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: I am large, I contain multitudes.
    FROM: Song of Myself, (1855), Poem, US
• George Sterling (1)
  • IN: The Conformity (2015) Fiction, Young Adult Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: A prison becomes a home when you have the key.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, US
• Salman Rushdie (1)
  • IN: The Conformity (2015) Fiction, Young Adult Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: If one wishes to remain an individual in the midst of the teeming multitudes, one must make oneself grotesque.
    FROM: Midnight's Children, (1981), Novel, India/England
• Victor Hugo (1)
  • IN: The Conformity (2015) Fiction, Young Adult Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Strange to say, the luminous world is the invisible world; the luminous world is that which we do not see. Our eyes of flesh see only night.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, France
• E. M. Cioran (1)
  • IN: The Conformity (2015) Fiction, Young Adult Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Consciousness is much more than the thorn, it is the dagger in the flesh.
    FROM: The Trouble with Being Born, (1973), Book, Romania
• William Shakespeare (1)
  • IN: The Twelve-Fingered Boy (2013) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: O God, I could be bounded in a nutshell and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams.
    FROM: Hamlet, (1603), Play, UK
• Albert Einstein (1)
  • IN: The Twelve-Fingered Boy (2013) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: A human being is part of a whole, called by us "Universe," a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest, a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circles of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.
    FROM: a letter to a distraught father who had lost his young son, (1950), Letter, Germany
• John Donne (1)
  • IN: The Twelve-Fingered Boy (2013) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Our two souls therefore, which are one, Though I must go, endure not yet A breach, but an expansion, Like gold to airy thinness beat.
    FROM: A Valediction: Forbidding Mourning, (1633), Poem, UK
• Robert Bolt (1)
  • IN: The Twelve-Fingered Boy (2013) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Well, as a spaniel is to water, so is a man to his own self. I will not give in because I oppose it- I do!- not my pride, not my spleen, nor any other of my appetites, but I do- I! Is there no single sinew in the midst of this that serves no appetite of Norfolk's but is, just, Norfolk? There is! Give that some exercise, my lord!
    FROM: A Man for All Seasons, (1960), Play, UK
• Robert MacArthur Crawford (1)
  • IN: The Twelve-Fingered Boy (2013) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Off we go into the wild blue yonder, Climbing high into the sun; Here they come zooming to meet our thunder, At 'em boys, Give 'er the gun! (Give 'er the gun!)
    FROM: The Air Force Song, (1947), Song, US