Author: Richard Powers

Cites

• Emily Dickinson (1)
  • IN: Galatea 2.2 (1995) Speculative, Autobiographical fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: The brain is wider than the sky, / For, put them side by side, / The one the other will contain / With ease, and you beside. / The brain is deeper than the sea, / For, hold them, blue to blue, / The one the other will absorb, / As sponges, buckets do. / The brain is just the weight of God,/ For, heft them, pound for pound, / And they will differ, if they do, / As syllable from sound
    FROM: CXXVI, (1924), Poem, US
• Kay Redfield Jamison (2)
  • IN: Generosity: An Enhancement (2009) Thriller, Suspense, American
    EPIGRAPH: Exuberance carries us places we would not otherwise go — across the savannah, to the moon, into the imagination — and if we ourselves are not so exuberant we will, caught up in the contagious joy of those who are, be inclined collectively to go yonder.
    FROM: Exuberance, (2003), Book, US
  • IN: Generosity (2009) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Exuberance carries us places we would not otherwise go -- across the savannah, to the moon, into the imagination -- and if we ourselves are not so exuberant we will, caught up by the contagious joy of those who are, be inclined collectively to go younder.
    FROM: Exuberance, (2003), Book, US
• Ralph Waldo Emerson (1)
  • IN: The Overstory (2018) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: The greatest delight which the fields and woods minister, is the suggestion of an occult relation between man and the vegetable. I am not alone and unacknowledged. They nod to me, and I to them. The waving of the boughs in the storm, is new to me and old. It takes me by surprise, and yet is not unknown. Its effect is like that of a higher thought or a better emotion coming over me, when I deemed I was thinking justly or doing right.
    FROM: Nature, (1836), Essay, US
• James Lovelock (1)
  • IN: The Overstory (2018) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Earth may be alive: not as the ancients saw her -- a sentient Goddess with a purpose and foresight -- but alive like a tree. A tree that quietly exists, never moving except to sway in the wind, yet endlessly conversing with the sunlight and the soil. Using sunlight and water and nutrient minerals to grow and change. But all done so imperceptibly, that to me the old oak tree on the green is the same as it was when I was a child.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, UK
• Bill Neidjie (1)
  • IN: The Overstory (2018) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Tree... he watching you. You look at tree, he listen to you. He got no finger, he can't speak. But that leaf... he pumping, growing, growing in the night. While you sleeping you dream something. Tree and grass same thing.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, Australia