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Tom Robbins Quotes - Page 10

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The price of self-destiny is never cheap, and in certain situations it is unthinkable. But to achieve the marvelous, it is precisely the unthinkable that must be thought.

The price of self-destiny is never cheap, and in certain situations it is unthinkable. But to achieve the marvelous, it is precisely the unthinkable that must be thought.

Destiny, Self, Achieve

"Jitterbug Perfume". Book by Tom Robbins, 1984.

A mockingbird... was heard to blend the songs of 32 different kinds of birds into a 10 minute performance, a virtuoso display that served no practical purpose, falling, therefore, into the realm of pure art.

Song, Art, Fall

'Neotenty' is 'remaining young,' and it may be ironic that it is so little known, because human evolution has been dominated by it.

Philosophy, Educational, Ironic

Tom Robbins (2003). “Still Life with Woodpecker”, p.18, Bantam

When we accept small wonders, we qualify ourselves to imagine great wonders.

Wonder, Imagine, Accepting

Tom Robbins (2003). “Jitterbug Perfume”, p.142, Bantam

Political activism is seductive because it seems to offer the possibility that one can improve society, make things better, without going through the personal ordeal of rearranging one's perceptions and transforming one's self.

Self, Seductive, Political

Ellen Cherry was from the south and had good manners. She didn´t have any panties on, but she had good manners.

Manners, Cherries, Panties

Tom Robbins (2003). “Skinny Legs and All”, p.102, Bantam

Just because you're naked doesn't mean you're sexy. Just because you're cynical doesn't mean you're cool.

Sexy, Mean, Cynical

Tom Robbins (2005). “Villa Incognito”, p.235, Bantam

I believe in political solutions to political problems. But man's primary problems aren't political; they're philosophical. Until humans can solve their philosophical problems, they're condemned to solve their political problems over and over and over again. It's a cruel, repetitious bore.

Believe, Philosophical, Men

People of ze wurl, relax!

People, Relax

Alone, the world offers itself freely to us. To be unmasked, it has no choice.

Choices, World, Still Life With Woodpecker

Tom Robbins (2003). “Still Life with Woodpecker”, p.257, Bantam

Never be afraid to make a fool of yourself. The furthest out you can go is the best place to be.

Writing, Fool, Best Place

To be or not to be isn't the question. The question is how to prolong being.

Health, Exercise, Diets

Tom Robbins (2003). “Jitterbug Perfume”, p.373, Bantam

At birth, we emerge from dream soup. At death, we sink back into dream soup. In between soups, there is a crossing of dry land. Life is a portage.

Dream, Land, Dry

Tom Robbins (2003). “Jitterbug Perfume”, p.376, Bantam

In referring to her earlier statement that he had was not her type because he was "a dollar short when it came to maturity and a day late when it came to peace." I may have been wrong about that," she conceded. "You are a complicated man, but happily complicated. You have found a way to be at home with the world's confusion, a way to embrace the chaos rather than struggle to reduce it or become its victim. It's all part of the game to you, and you are delighted to play. In that regard, you may have reached a more elevated plateau of harmony than...ummph.

Struggle, Home, Maturity

Well, Daddy, I used to believe that artists went crazy in the process of creating the beautiful works of art that kept society sane. Nowadays, though, artists make intentionally ugly art that’s only supposed to reflect society rather than inspire it. So I guess we’re all loony together now, loony rats in the shithouse of commercialism.

Beautiful, Art, Crazy

Tom Robbins (2003). “Skinny Legs and All”, p.298, Bantam

I'll bet I'm as old as you are." "I'm older than Sanskrit." "Well, I was waitress at the Last Supper." "I'm so old I remember when McDonald's had only sold a hundred burgers." "You win.

Winning, Mcdonalds, Burgers

Tom Robbins (2003). “Still Life with Woodpecker”, p.65, Bantam

I could say I believe in every drop of rain that . . . Well, I believe life is a Zen koan, that is, an unsolvable riddle. But the contemplation of that riddle--even though it cannot be solved--is, in itself, transformative. And if the contemplation is of high enough quality, you can merge with the divine.

Rain, Believe, Quality

Always compare yourself to the best. Even if you never measure up, it can't help but make you better.

Writing, Helping, Compare

I have always been a romantic, one of those people who believes that a woman in pink circus tights contains all the secrets of the universe.

Believe, People, Secret

The difference between love and logic is that in the eyes of a lover, a toad can be a prince, whereas in the analysis of a logistician, the lover would have to prove that the toad was a prince, an enterprise destined to dull the shine of many a passion.

Breakup, Passion, Eye

Tom Robbins (2003). “Jitterbug Perfume”, p.161, Bantam

Get yourself in that extreme state of being next to madness. You should always write with an erection. Even if you're a woman.

Writing, Next, Madness

Love is the ultimate outlaw.

Love Is, Outlaw, Ultimate

Tom Robbins (2003). “Still Life with Woodpecker”, p.122, Bantam

Death is impatient and thoughtless. It barges into your room when you are right in the middle of something, and it doesn't bother to wipe its boots.

Boots, Wipe, Rooms

Tom Robbins (2003). “Jitterbug Perfume”, p.62, Bantam

At the typewriter you find out who you are.

Typewriters, Who You Are

What bothers most critics of my work is the goofiness. One reviewer said I need to make up my mind if want to be funny or serious. My response is that I will make up my mind when God does, because life is a commingling of the sacred and the profane, good and evil. To try and separate them is fallacy.

Evil, Mind, Trying

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