A selection of things I have written down in my notebook in 2016, presented without context or citations:
"You make hummus like people play jazz."
"You have faded into the long dark."
"Oh, so that's why my soul feels itchy."
Sometimes the appropriate response to reality is to go insane.
We don't just borrow words; on occasion English has pursued other languages down alleyways to beat them unconscious and rifle through their pockets for new vocabulary.
Start with who/what/how people curse/blaspheme/profanity.
"You can't edit what's not there. "
First drafts suck, that's their job.
Most people don't want to write, they want to have written.
Orphan. Wanderer. Warrior. Martyr.
The ongoing details don't have to be in the book, but you have to know them.
'wilderness of mirrors'
"Need one word for feeling for having been found out or caught, even though haven't been trying to get away with anything."
'May the margins be wide.'
'Forgive me Librarian for I have sinned, it has been two months since my last due date.'
Like Wagner & Tolkein had a baby.
"hot mess on a train wreck careening toward a wheel-less bus parked next to a red-flag factory"
Potential reservoir of story 'Schrödinger's Cat Carrier'
A disaster looking for somewhere to happen
Nothing but white noise going on in his soul.
"The tagline of the robot apocalypse is going to be 'from you, okay? I learned it from watching you.'"
"But we all die in the middle of having other plans."
"I prefer to live to serve, thank you."
"My theory upon which I have built a castle of sand, awaiting the tide of science"
The Duke Center for Advance Hindsight
"You have the right to a firewall."
"Mortal! Explain this... Rule 34 to me."
"The tropes are hungry and the hero is in the wrong goddamn story."