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927621b From love's absolutism to love's absolution? No: I don't believe in the cosy narratives of life some find necessary, just as I choke on comforting words like redemption and closure. Death is the only closure I believe in; and the wound will stay open until that final shutting of the doors. As for redemption, it's far too neat, a movie-maker's bromide; and beyond that, it feels like something grand, which human beings are too imperfect to deserve, much less bestow upon themselves. closure death julian-barnes love platitudes realism redemption sad the-only-story Julian Barnes
e0ff427 Se plamadise cu incetul, intre ei, alaturi de limbajul ratiunii, si un limbaj al sufletului si al semnelor, la fel cum intre doua asezari omenesti se poate dura un drum larg, pe care trec carutele si calaretii, insa alaturi de el mai apar numeroase alte fagasuri laturalnice, de joaca sau de taina; drumeaguri ale copiilor, poteci pentru indragostiti, poteci abia luate in seama ale cainilor si pisicilor. hermann-hesse love Hermann Hesse
cb18497 And even when he guessed that the love stories of the misled and the forsaken had become a little less authentic with each retelling . . . even if this was the case, he was still moved. Indeed, he was more moved by the lives of the bereft and the unchosen than he was by stories of success in love. forsaken julian-barnes love love-stories the-only-story unlucky-in-love unrequited-love Julian Barnes
80abc88 But if love is not the cure, it certainly can act as a very strong medicine. As John Donne has written; it is not so pure and abstract as one might once have thought and wished, but it does endure and it does grow. love medicine Kay Redfield Jamison
d545521 The past is a novel, written by Fate, weaving the same themes: love and its glory, hate and its prisoners, the soul and its price. Our decisions become narratives: fated choices that unknowably change the course of the living river. In the present, where decisions and connections are made, Fate waits on the riverbank of Story, leaving us to our mistakes and miracles, because it's our will alone that leads us to one or the other. fate glory hope love past prison Gregory David Roberts
f565b2b No one knows how strong they are until they have to be. cheat fling love Marian Keyes
6d9152d It is generally anger dreams that occupy my nights now. This is not uncommon after loss of love-- blue and black and red blasting the crater open. I am interested in anger. breaking-up grief loss loss-of-love love Anne Carson
e26d075 The stars are always there, even in the daylight. Sometimes we just can't see them. love marriage Marian Keyes
c9b6d82 Na enxerga, Saraid dormia. Eile fazia o mesmo com os longos cabelos espalhados pela almofada como um rio de chamas escuras. Junto da fogueira, os homens de Pitnochie mantinham-se silenciosos, enrolados nos seus cobertores. Ninguem o ouvia; apenas as sombras. faolan loneliness love Juliet Marillier
c9a7603 "If not hatred," put in her brother-in-law as the path broadened so that they could walk all abreast, "what of love?" Out of the corner of her eye, Mary saw her sister and brother-in-law exchange a sickeningly speaking glance. "Hmph," was Mrs. Fustian's eloquent opinion on that subject. For the first time that evening, Mary found herself in perfect agreement with her. "Good enough for shepherdesses, but not at all the thing for civilized folks. Love is a severely destabilizing emotion. Look at Paris," she finished, as though that said it all. "The city, or the Greek?" inquired Letty in a tone of suppressed laughter, her arm twined possessively through her husband's. "Either!" declared Mrs. Fustian." letty-pinchingdale-snipe love mary-alsworthy miss-gwen newlyweds Lauren Willig
e23ccfe "Life is a series of pulls back and forth. You want to do one thing, but you are bound to do something else. Something hurts you, yet you know it shouldn't. You take certain things for granted, even when you know you should never take anything for granted. "A tension of opposites, like a pull on a rubber band. And most of us live somewhere in the middle." Sounds like a wrestling match, I say. "A wrestling match." He laughs. "Yes, you could describe life that way." So which side wins, I ask? "Which side wins?" He smiles at me, the crinkled eyes, the crooked teeth. "Love wins. Love always wins." love Mitch Albom
e155011 The next day she (Victoria) pulled down some of her old diaries, perhaps to recall Lezhen's part of her life, and came to a passage in 1839 where she had written of her 'happiness' with Melbourne. Now, with both Melbourne and Lezhen gone she noted '1st October, 1842. Wrote & looked over & corrected my old journals, which do not now awake very pleasant feelings. The life I led then was so artificial & superficial, & yet I thought I was happy. Thank God! I now know what real happiness means. itv-victoria love pbs-victoria prince-albert queen-victoria romance-quotes royalty the-young-victoria vicbert Stanley Weintraub
fcdd835 - Love, which is a kind of permission to come closer than ordinary norms of good behavior might usually sanction. - Back rubs. - Which enables us to see each other without clothes on, for example, in lust and shame. - Examining perfections, imperfections. - Which allows us to say wounding things to each other which would not be kosher under the ordinary rules of civilized discourse. love relationships romance Donald Barthelme
544d158 Things would have turned out better is she had lived. As it was, she died when I was kid;and thought everything that happened to me since then is thoroughly my own fault, still when I lost her I lost sight of any landmark that might have led me someplace happier, to some more populated or congenial life. love mother the-goldfinch Donna Tartt
b03dd10 There was a fine-tuning of Richard's and my temperaments during the years we lived with his heart disease, lymphoma, and lung cancer. Before, our differences had triggered sporadic tension; now our basic natures served us better. Our sensibilities and quirks evolved into something more shared and complex, more mingled. illness love relationships Kay Redfield Jamison
d557c8f It is a fearful thing to love what death can touch. fear love Jane Yolen
a31f838 "He is my brother," I said. "I cannot desert him." "You can go to your own death," William said. "Or you can survive this, bring up your children, and guard Anne's little girl who will be shamed and bastardized and motherless by the end of this week. You can wait out this reign and see what comes next. See what the future holds for the Princess Elizabeth, defend our son Henry against those who will want to set him up as the king's heir or even worse-flaunt him as a pretender. You owe it to your children to protect them." future love sacrifice Philippa Gregory
f2bc088 "I began to laugh uncontrollably, so hard I nearly fell off the swing, because I knew then for sure he saw the same thing I did. More than that: we were creating it. Whatever the drug was making us see, we were constructing it together. And, with that realization, the virtual-reality simulator flipped into color. It happened for both of us at the same time, pop! We looked at each other and just laughed; everything was hysterically funny, even the playground slide was smiling at us, and at some point, deep in the night, when we were swinging on the jungle gymand showers of sparks were flying out of our mouths, I had the epiphany that laughter was light, and light was laughter, and that this was the secret of the universe. For hours, we watched the clouds rearranging themselves into intelligent patterns; rolled in the dirt, believing it was seaweed; lay on our backs and sang "Dear Prudence" to the welcoming and appreciative stars. It was a fantastic night: one of the great nights of my life." ecstasy friendship love theo-decker Donna Tartt
82ca9ac He could see in his face a love so obviously displayed that she must already know everything there was to know about it. He was so close to her then that they owned every molecule of air in the tiny room and the air grew heavy with their desire and worked to move them together. It was with the smallest step forward that his face was in her hair and then her arms were around his back and they were holding each other. It seemed so simple to get to this place, such a magnificent relief, that he couldn't imagine why he had not been holding her every minute since they first met. desire gen love Ann Patchett
d58519c Once the door to one disaster had opened, the possibilities for catastrophe seemed open-ended and I felt I'd no choice but to go along with my life as it unraveled. love marriage Marian Keyes
f1f15d6 Why, Mr. Anderson?, Why, why?. Why do you do it? Why, why get up?. Why keep fighting?. Do you believe you're fighting...for something?. For more than your survival?. Can you tell me what it is?. Do you even know?; Is it freedom?, Or truth?. Perhaps peace?. Could it be for love? Illusions, Mr. Anderson. Vagaries of perception. Temporary constructs of a feeble human intellect trying desperately to justify an existence that is without meaning or purpose. And all of them as artificial as the Matrix itself, although... only a human mind could invent something as insipid as love. You must be able to see it, Mr. Anderson. You must know it by now, You can't win. It's pointless to keep fighting. Why, Mr. Anderson?. Why?, Why do you persist?. Agent Smith ( Matrix Revolutions Movie, 2003 ). existence fight freedom human-beings illusions love matrix passion perception persistence survival survival-instinct truth why why-we-live win William Irwin
8cb35d6 Goodness by its nature is lovable and love finds it impossible not to pursue goodness. love Fulton J. Sheen
c5d4935 Bir seyleri disari atip kapiyi kilitlediginde, aslinda kendini iceri kilitlemis oluyorsun. kukla love magic pawn Mercedes Lackey
eb3b6ca At the end of that week, Navin arrived to marry me. I was repulsed by the sight of him, not because I had betrayed him but because he still breathed, because he was there for me and had countless more days to live. And yet without his even realizing it, firmly but without force, Navin pulled me away from you, as the final gust of autumn wind pulls the last leaves from the trees. We were married, we were blessed, my hand was placed on top of his, and the ends of our clothing were knotted together. ... I returned to my existence, the existence I had chosen instead of you. It was another winter in Massachusetts, thirty years after you and your parents had first gone away. In February, Giovanna got in touch to say she had heard the news from Paola. A small obituary ran in The New York Times. By then I needed no proof of you absence from the world; I felt it as plainly and implacably as the cells that were gathering and shaping themselves in my body. Those cold, dark days I spent in bed, unable to speak, burning with new life but mourning your death, went unquestioned by Navin, who had already begun to take a quiet pride in my condition. ... It might have been your child but this was not the case. We had been careful, and you had left nothing behind. love Jhumpa Lahiri
d6cbee1 At the end, in Harry's handiwork, there's nothing sentimental about love, no sunlit clouds and glory notes - it's a substantial, earthbound connection, grounded in effort, kindness and decency. Learning to love, Harry liked to say, is really about learning to live. Perhaps everyday affection seems a small facet of love. Perhaps, though, it is the modest, steady responses that see us through day after day, that stretch into a life of close and loving relationships. love Deborah Blum
5bc1728 I came to see that knowing what love isn't might be just as valuable, though infinitely less satisfying, as knowing what it is. love Susan Vreeland
f1b90e4 "At what point," he asked, "does one decide on rafters and a rope? Answer: no points to be had. There is merely what happened, what is now happening and what will one day happen. Do we choose sleep? Hell no and bullshit - we fall. We give ourselves over to possibility, to whim and fancy, to the bed, the pillow, the tiny white tablet. And these choose for us. Gravity has a hand. Bear in mind trapdoors. We fall in love, yes? Tumble, in fact. Is it choice? Enough said." love possibility sleep suicide Tim O'Brien
bca3173 Anthropomorphism, I've decided, is inescapable, and though I might try to hide it I no longer fight it. dogs grieving love suicide writing Sigrid Nunez
92c6f69 First of all, it's life. You don't win. life love olympics running Jennifer Weiner
a487826 I know the difference between the confection of live as sung in a minstrel's tale and the sustaining bread of love in reality, he defended himself. Both are to be savoured in their own way. love reality Elizabeth Chadwick
8d2683d "But if Frederica was aware of my sentiments, and begged Cousin Alverstoke to intervene--!" She shuddered, and clasped her hands tensely together. "You see, he could, Harry! He could arrange for Endymion to be sent abroad, for instance, and then I think I should die. Oh, my dear brother, there's no one to help us but you, and I count on your support!" charis die endymion love romance Georgette Heyer
d6d68cf And I dare to believe that it really is. I dare to bet on us again. dare gamble love relationships second-chances Lisa Renee Jones
1cec89a As Father, the authority he claims for himself is the authority of compassion. That authority comes from letting the sins of his children pierce his heart. There is no lust, greed, anger, resentment, jealousy, or vengeance in his lost children that has not cause immense grief to his heart. The grief is so deep because the heart is so pure. From the deep inner place where love embraces all human grief, the Father reaches out to his children. The touch of his hands, radiating inner light, seeks only to heal. Here is the God I want to believe in: a Father who, from the beginning of creation, has stretched out his arms in merciful blessing, never forcing himself on anyone, but always waiting; never letting his arms drop down in despair, but always hoping that his children will return so that he can speak words of love to them and let his tired arms rest on their shoulders. His only desire is to bless. In Latin, to bless is benedicere, which means literally: saying good things. The Father wants to say, more with his touch than with his voice, good things of his children. He has no desire to punish them. They have always been punished excessively by their own inner or outer waywardness. The Father wants simply to let them know that the love they have searched for in such distorted ways has been, is, and always will be there for them. The Father wants to say, more with his hands than with his mouth: 'You are my Beloved, on you my favor rests.' He is the shepherd, 'feeding his flock, gathering lambs in his arms, holding them against his breast.' The true center of Rembrandt's painting is the hands of the father. father god love rembrandt sin Henri J.M. Nouwen
a9356da But the most amazing thing is the sight I'm looking at right now, and I don't need the binoculars to see it either: Michael wearing nothing but board shorts as he lies in the hammock across from mine, reading a book on microprocessing (I do hope the micros and the processors end up happily ever after at the end) love Meg Cabot
a93b45c En tus labios sono diferente. Como cascabeles agitandose. O miel derramandose. Jamas hubo nadie que pronunciase mi nombre como tu lo hacias, con esa delicadeza y fuerza a la vez. love romance Alice Kellen
a96640c Barrett is a bigger guy, not fat (not yet) but ursine, crimson of eye and lip; ginger-furred, possessed (he likes to think) of an enchanted sensual slyness, the prince transformed into wolf or lion, all slumbering large-pawed docility, awaiting, with avid yellow eyes, love's first kiss. love sensual Michael Cunningham
fa9abf8 The past, with its monstrous depth and span, reached toward him, demanding an understanding that he simply could not give it. His mind was too young and too narrow to withstand the onrush of her life. love Karen Russell
a9ac7b7 Tremors hit, quaking her hard enough for him to feel them. He wrapped his arms around her and bent his face close to hers. He might not understand what was going on in her head, but a mighty squall was battering her hull, and if he couldn't figure out how to shelter her from it, he aimed to be her anchor until it passed. friendship hugs love marriage-life marriage-of-convenience protective-hero support Karen Witemeyer
1cab6ea Because you promised? But you've promised me load of things. Like to cherish me and to love till death do us part. cheat fling love Marian Keyes
1c9404a Getting back to Audrey, though, I should really feel complimented that she won't ever touch me because she likes me more than anyone else. It makes perfect sense, really, doesn't it? If she ever gets down or depressed, i can make out the figure of her through the front window of the shack. She comes in and we drink cheap beer or wine and watch a movie or all three. Something old and long like Ben-Hur that stretches into the night. She'll be next to me on the couch in her flannel shirt and jeans that have been cut into shorts,and eventually, when she's asleep, I'll bring a blanket out and cover her up. I kiss her cheek. I stroke her hair. I think of how she lives alone, just like me, and how she never had any real family, and how she only has sex with people. She never lets any love get in the way. I think she had a family once, but it was one of those beat-the-crap-out-of-each-other situations. There's no shortage of them around here. I think she loved them and all she ever did was hurt her. That's why she refuses to love. Anybody. I guess she feels better off that way, and who can blame her? When she sleeps on my couch, I think about all that. Everytime. I cover her up, then go to the bed and dream. With my eyes open. longing love Markus Zusak
5a40f45 After Twiss went out the barn, Milly went up to their bedroom with the brown paper bag. She looked out the window before she turned it upside down and the bars of lavender soap shaped like seashells and the card shaped like a rectangle came tumbling out. Asa's name graced the front of the card. A note graced the back. 'I know why you did it, Milly. Bella swings a golf club just like him.' Milly sat a long time on her old twin mattress, staring at the fleur-de-lis carved into the headboard, at the life that didn't belong to her and the life that did, before she placed the soaps beneath the velvet tray in her jewelry box and closed it. She never washed her hands with a single one of the seashell-shaped soaps, although from time to time, when Twiss had gone for a walk or to the barn, she'd open her jewelry box and examine her only secret. 'La joie de vivre.' The scent of lavender. Forgiveness. Age-old love. forgiveness lavender love milly-and-asa soap Rebecca Rasmussen
9d3724c I liked the fact that the happiest night of my life was followed by a day like any other. It seemed to say that such happiness, so long denied, was now a part of my everyday life. love marriage Alan Brennert
3abcb2c If you want to get close to somebody, you have to tell him or her something intimate about yourself. They'll tell you something intimate in return, and if you keep this going, maybe you'll end up in love. falling-in-love-quotes intimacy love love-quotes Douglas Coupland
7465353 Who knew it was in my power to make anyone so happy? Or that I could ever be so happy myself? My moods were a slingshot; after being locked-down and anesthetized for years my heart was zinging and slamming itself around like a bee under a glass, everything bright, sharp, confusing, wrong - but it was a clean pain as opposed to the dull misery that had plagued me for years under the drugs like a rotten tooth, the sick dirty ache of something spoiled. The clarity was exhilarating; it was as if I'd removed a pair of smudged-up glasses that fuzzed everything I saw. All summer long I had been practically delirious: tingling, daffy, energized, running on gin and shrimp cocktail and the invigorating whock of tennis balls. And all I could think was Kitsey, Kitsey, Kitsey! inspirational love Donna Tartt
3b780db A los idolos es mejor no tocarlos porque algo de la pintura dorada que los recubria se nos queda siempre entre las manos human idol love melancholy Flaubert Gustave
3bb2ba9 Oh, it's a fine and useless enterprise, trying to fix destiny. That trail leads straight back to the time before we ever lived, and into that deep well it's easy to cast curses like stones on our ancestors. But that's nothing more than cursing ourselves and all that made us. Had I not married a preacher named Nathan Price, my particular children would never have seen the light of this world. I walked through the valley of my fate, is all, and learned to love what I could lose loss love Barbara Kingsolver
042637a Here was an entry - a serious one - which he hadn't crossed out in years. He couldn't remember where it came from. He never recorded the writer or the source: he didn't want to be bullied by reputation; truth should stand by itself, clear and unsupported. This one went: 'In my opinion, every love, happy or unhappy, is a real disaster once you give yourself over to it entirely.' Yes, that deserved to stay. He liked the proper inclusivity of 'happy or unhappy'. But the key was: 'Once you give yourself over to it entirely.' Despite appearances, this wasn't pessimistic, nor was it bittersweet. This was a truth about love spoken by someone in the full vortex of it, and which seemed to enclose all of life's sadness. He remembered again the friend who, long ago, had told him that the secret of marriage was 'to dip in and out of it'. Yes, he could see that this might keep you safe. But safety had nothing to do with love. love marriage Julian Barnes
1b23b16 Love, not as a surge of passion, but as a choice to commit to something, someone, no matter what obstacles or temptations stand in the way. And maybe making that choice, again and again, day in and day out, year after year, says more about love than never having a choice to make at all. love Emily Giffin
ab3dc2b This man has the same kind of charm, the kind that suggests weakness, the kind that indicates how sad he will always make her feel. There is something dependable, unfailing in this sort of sadness. love sadness Joe Meno
ab44506 I thought about how often this was needed in everyday life. How we feel lonely, sometimes to the point of tears, but we don't let those tears come because we are not supposed to cry. Or how we feel a surge of love for a partner but we don't say anything because we're frozen with the fear of what those words might do to the relationship. let-go love tears Mitch Albom
371b9c7 The heart doesn't know it's expanding with compassion anymore than a hawk spreading its swings knows it's being a hawk. Nor does someone acting out of love often realize they are being kind. love thoughtful-reflection Mark Nepo
1a98bef Love means never having to say you're sorry (on the contrary, it frequently means doing just precisely that). Then there were all those love lines from all those love songs, with the swooning delusions of lyricist, singer, band. love love-songs platitudes the-only-story Julian Barnes
5c68d34 Love your children while they are young. Because they grow up soon enough, and then... then the have no need of you. love need Robert Ferrigno
3c673ab Loving him was all interpretation, creative in its way. We barely used language at all to communicate: he sulked and thought I was putting him down if I made complicated remarks, and sometimes I felt numb at the compromise and self-suppression I submitted to. Yet beyond that it was all guesswork; we were thinking for two. The darkened air of the flat was full of the hints we made. The stupidity and the resentment were dreadful at times. But then in sex he lost his awkwardness. He shows his capacity to change as I rambled over him now with my fingertips and watched him glow and gulp with desire; his clothes seemed to shrivel off him and he lay there making his naked claim for the only certainty in his life. It wasn't something learnt, I suspected, from the guys before me who'd picked him up and fucked him and fucked him around. It was a kind of gift for giving, and while he did whatever I wanted it emerged as the most important thing there was for him. It was all the harder, then, when the resentment returned and I longed for him to go. language love resentment sex Alan Hollinghurst
ff93ee4 The Genie declared that in his time and place there were scientists of the passions who maintained that language itself, on the one hand, originated in 'infantile pregenital erotic exuberance, polymorphously perverse,' and that conscious attention, on the other, was a 'libidinal hypercathexis' -- by which magic phrases they seemed to mean that writing and reading, or telling and listening, were literally ways of making love. love read sex speak write John Barth
721bc36 "She said, "Daddy thinks that all the world's magic is almost evolved out." I thought of Roebuck Lake, its swamps and sloughs and loblollies and breaks of cypress and cane, its sunken treetops and stobs and bream beds and sleepy gar rolling over and over and over, its baptizing pools and bridges and mussels and mosquitoes and turkey vultures and, now in the drought, the gray flaking mud-flats and logs crowded with turtles and sometimes a fat snake yawning its tame old cottony mouth like a well-fed dog in a pen. I said, "Is that what the freak show is?" She said, "Dirty miracles." faith home isolation love magic Lewis Nordan
ac2e58b Her little hands, Crumb. Her little paws, like a child's. She has no guile in her. And she never speaks. And if she does I hate to bend my head to hear what she says. And in the pause I can hear my heart. Her little bits of embroidery, her scraps of silk, her halcyon sleeves, she cut out of the cloth some admirer gave her once, some poor boy struck with love for her...and yet she has never succumbed. Her little sleeves, her seed pearl necklace...she has nothing...she expects nothing...' A tear at last sneaks from Henry's eye, meanders down his cheek and vanishes into the mottled grey and ginger of his beard. jane-seymour love Hilary Mantel
ac6ba78 Together, they were greater than either them could possibly be apart. Together, she prayed, they were invincible. invincible kleopatra-and-anthony love togetherness Karen Essex
04047e7 Because what is love if not an exercise in faith. Because what is love if not perseverance. Because what is love if not forgiveness. inspirational love Lisa Gardner
03ba352 So I guess what I'm trying to say is that life is fast. And it keeps speeding up. Sometimes I lose track of the season--or even the year. And we just have to make the best of it all. life love mothers-and-daughters Emily Giffin
6a93157 El muchacho le explico, como pronunciando un sermon, que el mundo de los hombres era vil y estaba lleno de mentiras. En el, solo el arte conducia a la vida verdadera y eterna, y el mismo era grande porque sabia lo que se encontraba mas alla de las puertas del arte. La muchacha no podia dudar de la nobleza de sus palabras. life love philosophy Jun'ichirō Tanizaki
18e39e0 Shchastieto ne e bliaskavo i shumno kato udovolstvieto ili radostta. To e tikho, krotko i nezhno, v'treshno s'stoianie na zadovolstvo, koeto zapochva, kogato obiknesh sebe si. joy love Isabel Allende
18e388c Her little hands, Crumb. Her little paws, like a child's. She has no guile in her. And she never speaks. And if she does I have to bend my head to hear what she says. And in the pause I can hear my heart. Her little bits of embroidery, her scraps of silk, her halcyon sleeves, she cut out of the cloth some admirer gave her once, some poor boy struck with love for her...and yet she has never succumbed. Her little sleeves, her seed pearl necklace...she has nothing...she expects nothing...' A tear at last sneaks from Henry's eye, meanders down his cheek and vanishes into the mottled grey and ginger of his beard. jane-seymour love Hilary Mantel
ef729d0 It is not simply that suppression of self is required before accurate vision can be obtained. The great artist sees his objects (and this is true whether they are sad, absurd, repulsive or even evil) in a light of justice and mercy. The direction of attention is, contrary to nature, outward, away from self which reduces all to a false unity, towards the great surprising variety of the world, and the ability so to direct attention is love. attention evil good learning-to-see love self Iris Murdoch
3ca45d8 Pray that your marriage is one in which you both agree & that God will be in the center of it husband love marriage power praying relationships Stormie Omartian
ad486ad Doshla si vk'shchi malko sled polunoshch. Khv'rlila se na legloto s drekhite i zapushila, paleiki tsigara ot tsigara, za da go izchaka da sv'rshi pismoto, koeto tia znaela, che shche b'de d'lgo i trudno, i malko predi tri chasa, kogato zavili kuchetata, slozhila na og'nia voda za kafe, obliakla se v p'len traur i otriazala v dvora p'rvata roza, razts'fnala v utrinta. Ot izvestno vreme doktor Urbino be razbral kolko mnogo shcheshe da nenavizhda spomena za taia nepovtorima zhena i mu se struvashe, che znae zashcho: samo chovek bez printsipi mozheshe da se otdade s takava naslada na m'kata. grief love Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez
1870520 Despite it all, there were heroes who rose above their circumstances. Those who reached out to people of another race with compassion and even love. ethnicity heroes history inspiration love race southwest understanding Noel Marie Fletcher
ada1a90 "Krishna means love," she said. "But Radha means longing. Longing is older than love. I am older than he. Did you know that, Sita?" love radha sita the-last-vampire thirst Christopher Pike
adc10d9 And then this -- the moment he calls my name -- is the real moment everything changes. He is no longer St. Clair, everyone's pal, everyone's friend. He is Etienne. Etienne, like the night we met. He is Etienne; he is friend. He is so much more. Etienne. My feet trip in three syllables. E-ti-enne, E-ti-enne, E-ti-enne. His name coats my tongue like melting chocolate. He is so beautiful, so perfect. love Stephanie Perkins
254411a "They would regret that they had not killed him; he would get out of that hole and find Juliana sooner or later, even if he had to pursue her to hell itself. "Oh, you won't have to go that far, we are on our way to California," Diego said in farewell" humor love Isabel Allende
17e5eaa Sarojini admits he has a point; girls have to be toughened so they can survive a world that presses harder on women, and surely Bimal does a good job of that. But deep in a hidden place inside her that is stubborn as a mudfish, Sarojini knows she is right, too. Being loved a little more than necessary arms a girl in a different way. love Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni
3d01865 To kheirotero otan kaneis to kathekon sou einai oti ginesai prophanos akatallelos gia otidepote allo. Toulakhiston aute etan e apopse pou eikhan uiothetesei oi anthropoi tes genias tou. O saphes diakhorismos anamesa sto kalo kai to kako, to entimo kai to anentimo, to axioprepes kai to anaxioprepes eikhe aphesei polu ligo khoro gia to aproblepto. Uparkhoun stigmes pou e phantasia enos anthropou, eno upotassetai toso eukola se o,ti zei, orthonetai xaphnou pano apo to kathemerino tes epipedo kai exetazei ton makru strobilisto dromo tou pepromenou. O Artser apemeine ekei na anarotietai... life love society Edith Wharton
69f6c22 Lonzi said the only thing worth loving was what was to come, and since what was to come was unforeseeable---only a cretin or a liar would try to predict the future---the future had to be lived now, in the now, as intensity. hindsight insight living love time Rachel Kushner
5336506 Sometimes I wish it has been you. life love olympics running Jennifer Weiner
7a68661 You only get one life, Luna. One stab at this thing called happiness. Why deprive yourself of things you want just because they weren't given to you the way you hoped for them to come? knight-cole life love luna-rexroth L.J. Shen
5c2340a Den ton eikha philesei alla exera oti tha ginotan ki auto, kai to exere oti to exera, kai uperkhe kati san amoibaia khara se toute ten olisthese pros to anapodrasto, ki as men exera to onoma tou e an o,tidepote apo osa elege etan aletheia. inevitable kiss love Rachel Kushner
3d40a5b "As she passed the recreation room, she saw Mr. Preston, still sitting quietly in his chair, a blanket over his knees. "Are you okay?" she asked. "Fine thanks. Just gonna sit here a little longer, then I'll head up." She sat beside him, sharing the silence. "That friend of yours is a good sort," he finally said. "Nice of him to stop in and say goodbye before going home to his folks." "He did?" "Ayuh." "What did he say?" The old man never turned his head to look at her, but the faintest of smiles touched his lips and he sat up a bit straighter in his chair. "He shook my hand and said, 'Thank you for your service.' Then he saluted me and left." Jess felt tears prick her eyes, seeing how very much the gesture had touched this proud, quiet old man. Tanner hadn't been happy when he'd left here, she knew that, yet he'd taken the time to reach out a hand in friendship and brotherhood to this complete stranger. What a good man. What an amazingly wonderful man. She'd found him twice in her life. Once she'd lost him due to fate and war and bad timing. This time, she'd let him slip right through her fingers. That was a mistake she could rectify. It wasn't too late. She wouldn't let it be." love Leslie Kelly
699ef23 He's a waiter, not a Mafia stooge, so what's he going to do? Blac pepper them to death? Compliment them into a coma? Run them over with the dessert trolley? cheat fling love Marian Keyes
b45b7b9 "Saukerl", rise lei, e, mentre alzava una mano, fu assolutamente certa che anche lui, nel medesimo istante, la chiamasse Saumensch. Credo che sia la cosa piu prossima all'amore cui sappiano giungere degli undicenni." love Markus Zusak
167c0ba As [Norrell] watched she was seized by a fit of coughing that continued for some moments, and during that time Sir Walter appeared most uncomfortable. He did not look at the young woman (though he looked everywhere else in the room). He picked up a gilt ornament from a little table by his side, turned it over, looked at its underneath, put it down again. Finally he coughed -a brief clearing of the throat as though to suggest that everyone coughed -coughing was the most natural thing in the world -coughing could never, under any circumstances, be cause for alarm. love Susanna Clarke
9639cd7 "In the end, it was the little details of the wedding that Daphne remembered. There were tears in her mother's eyes (and then eventually on her face), and Anthony's voice had been oddly hoarse when he stepped forward to give her away. Hyacinth had strewn her rose petals too quickly, and there were none left by the time she reached the altar. Gregory sneezed three times before they even got to their vows. And she remembered the look of concentration on Simon's face as he repeated his vows. Each syllable was uttered slowly and carefully. His eyes burned with intent, and his voice was low but true. To Daphne, it sounded as if nothing in the world could possibly be as important as the words he spoke as they stood before the archbishop. Her heart found comfort in this; no man who spoke his vows with such intensity could possibly view marriage as a mere convenience. A shiver raced down Daphne's spine, causing her to sway. In just a moment, she would belong to this man forever. Simon's head turned slightly, his eyes darting to her face. his eyes asked. She nodded, a tiny little jog of her chin that only he could see. Something blazed in his eyes--could it be relief? Gregory sneezed for a fourth time, then a fifth and sixth, completely obliterating the archbishop's "man and wife." Daphne felt a horrifying bubble of mirth pushing up her throat. She pressed her lips together, determined to maintain an appropriately serious facade. Marriage, after all, was a solemn institution, and not one to be treating as a joke. She shot a glance at Simon, only to find that he was looking at her with a queer expression. His pale eyes were focused on her mouth, and the corners of his lips began to twitch. Daphne felt that bubble of mirth rising ever higher. Simon grabbed her with almost desperate arms, his mouth crashing down on hers with a force that drew a collective gasp from the small assemblage of guests. And then both sets of lips--bride and groom--burst into laughter, even as they remained entwined. Violet Bridgerton later said it was the oddest kiss she'd ever been privileged to view. Gregory Bridgerton--when he finished sneezing--said it was disgusting. The archbishop, who was getting on in years, looked perplexed. But Hyacinth Bridgerton, who at ten should have known the least about kisses of anyone, just blinked thoughtfully, and said, "I think it's nice. If they're laughing now, they'll probably be laughing forever." She turned to her mother. "Isn't that a good thing?" Violet took her youngest daughter's hand and squeezed it. "Laughter is always a good thing, Hyacinth. And thank you for reminding us of that." And so it was that the rumor was started that the new Duke and Duchess of Hastings were the most blissfully happy and devoted couple to be married in decades. After all, who could remember another wedding with so much laughter?" love Julia Quinn
15c9943 "Albert wrote to his 'dearest cousin' on 26 June to offer his 'sincerest felicitations on that great change which had taken place in your life'. It was a difficult letter to compose. Now that she was 'Queen of the mightiest land of Europe', he went on, 'the happiness of millions' lay in her hands, and he trusted that Heaven would assist her in 'that high but difficult task." He hoped for a long and happy - and glorious - reign, in which she would achieve the 'thankfulness and love' of her subjects. He wished neither to be indiscreet nor to 'abuse' her time, but, he closed, 'May I pray you to think likewise sometimes of your cousins in Bonn, and to continue to them that kindness you favoured them with till now.' And he signed it as 'your Majesty's most obedient and faithful servant, Albert'." itv-victoria love pbs-victoria prince-albert queen-victoria romance-quotes royalty the-young-victoria vicbert Stanley Weintraub
3d7f3b6 He said, where there is love, there is my grace. love sita the-last-vampire thirst yaksha Christopher Pike
3d8180a One of the gifts we receive from Jesus is an entirely new foundation upon which to build our lives. Once you receive Him, He becomes your new foundation and every day you walk with Him, you build on it. gifts god inspirational jesus life love prayer Stormie Omartian
b593120 "You're the only person who means anything to me in the whole world, you're all I've got..." "Well then you've got nothin." love meaning nothing relationships Garth Ennis
f04f3e8 Perhaps he felt a touch of gratitude too for the fact that they had each other, for better or worse. They might be facing the worse right now, but the fact that they could lean on each other in the midst of it moved it into the better category. faithfulness inspirational love marriage relationship togetherness Karen Witemeyer
b61ef8f It was high school. Evil is kind of the name of the game. life love olympics running Jennifer Weiner
b63582a But death, too, had the power to awe, she knew this now-that a human being could be alive for years and years, thinking and breathing and eating, full of a million worries and feelings and thoughts, taking up space in the world, and then, in an instant, become absent, invisible. death feelings human human-beings life love meditation power silence thoughts worries years Jhumpa Lahiri
14e5851 - Lady Jersey to Mrs.Cowper,as the two watched dancers waltz at Almack's. love so-true woman Karen Hawkins
14578ec "All right," I said, waving the cup away and dabbing moisture very carefully from my lips. "I'm fine." I breathed shallowly, feeling my heart begin to slow down. "Well. So. At least now I know why you've been coming back from the Cherokee villages in such a state of-- off--" I felt an unhinged giggle rising, and bent over, moaning as I stifled it. "Oh, Jesus H. Roosevelt Christ. And here I thought it was thoughts of me, driving you mad with lust." He snorted then himself, though mildly. He put down the cup, rose, and turned back the coverlet. Then he looked at me, and his eyes were clear, unguarded. clairefraser jamiefraser love outlander Diana Gabaldon
1455a74 Although it was shadowy and dark, Bim could see as well as by the clear light of day that she felt only love and yearning for them all, and if there were hurts, these gashes and wounds in her side that bled, then it was only because her love was imperfect and did not encompass them thoroughly enough, and because it had flaws and inadequacies and did not extend to all equally. ... All these would have to be mended, these rents and tears, and she would have to mend and make her net whole so that it would suffice her in her passage through the ocean. love Anita Desai
563ff6d "The most important thing in life is to learn how to give out love, and to let it come in. His voice dropped to a whisper. "Let it come in. We think we don't deserve love, we think if we let it in we'll become too soft. But a wise man named Levine said it right. He said, 'Love is the only rational act." enter give important life love rational receive soft wise Mitch Albom
51e4c0d ...and Miss Dietrich smiled and nodded at this and said that a girl in search of a husband should squeeze apple seeds between her fingers: if any struck the ceiling, she was sure to be happy in her quest, for apples were the fruit of love. love David Guterson
b6a3d91 I was familiar with the little mating rituals of getting to know each other, of dragging out the stories from childhood, summer camp, and high school, the famous humiliations, and the adorable things you said as a child, the familial dramas--of having a portrait of yourself, all the while making yourself out to be a little brighter, a little more deep than deep down you knew you actually were. And though I hadn't had more than three or four relationships, I already knew that each time the thrill of telling another the story of yourself wore off a little more, each time you threw yourself into it a little less, and grew more distrustful of an intimacy that always, in the end, failed to pass into true understanding. identity love nicole-krauss relationships Nicole Krauss
8901a97 Mercifully one forgets one's love affairs as one forgets one's dreams. dalliances dreams foibles love lovers memory regrets romances Iris Murdoch
b70f533 Walk with me, memory to memory, the shared path, the mutual view. Walk with me. The past lies in wait. It is not behind. It seems to be in front. How else could it trip me as I start to run? loss love memories nostalgia past reminisce trip Jeanette Winterson
b75dd6d It was stupid and difficult, it was complicated and exhausting to love in such a way, but it was wonderful. Wonderful was the dark sadness of this love, its folly and hopelessness. love Hermann Hesse
3f0da0c Laughter is like crying. laughter love tears Lisa Renee Jones
3f6a9f9 Du bi dau don quan quai, toi van tha thiet yeu thuong tran gian dien dai nay hesse love Hermann Hesse
35c6539 Be gentle and forbearing with one another and, if one has a difference(a grievance or complaint) against another, readily pardoning each other; even as the Lord has [freely] forgiven you, so must you also [forgive]. ( Colossians 3:13 ) god love religion self-help spirituality Joyce Meyer
bd3c4ea I think he is losing heart in his attempts to woo her. In that bright-yellow waistcoat, the bottom button always punctiliously undone and the pointed flaps open over his neat little paunch, he is as intent and circumspect as one of those outlandishly plumed male birds, peacock or cock peasant, who gorgeously stalk up and down at a distance, desperate of eye but pretending indifference, while the drab hen unconcernedly pecks in the gravel for grubs. love John Banville
bdbf494 When I look at it carefully, by examining the interviews and the various social scientists' studies, it becomes easy for me to see that we all were just rebelling. Regardless of the area we grew up in or the gang we were affiliated with, or which part of the Western world we found ourselves in, we all were rebelling. We were rebelling and crying out for our fathers. We were rebelling against the home conditions that existed in our communities. We needed our fathers, but above all we wanted to be loved and accepted by them. Since we couldn't find it at home and in our respective communities, we created it for ourselves. at-risk-communities black-community broken-homes fatherless-homes gang-intervention gangs interviews love rebelling rebellion-raiders root-causes single-mothers social-ills strong-communities Drexel Deal
51141a8 You are saying, I would like to but I could never forgive you or myself. I am saying, if you let me kneel before you once, I can live without forgiveness for a very long time. love relationship Joe Meno
1362d2a "The diamond cannot love the flower, for the flower lives only a day, then fades and dies. You are a diamond now." " The flower dies," Jenny said softly, "having lived. The diamond will never do either." diamond life love Barbara Hambly
be369e1 At the critical juncture in all human relationships, there is only one question: What would love do now? No other question is relevant, no other question is meaningful, no other question has any importance to your soul. decisions decisions-in-life fork-in-the-road how-to-decide juncture love making-decisions relationships which-way-to-go Neale Donald Walsch
9bec75c If I am honest I will admit that I have always wanted to avoid love. Yes give me romance, give me sex, give me fights, give me all the parts of love but not the simple single word which is so complex and demands the best of me this hour this minute this forever. language love words Jeanette Winterson
bebf755 In truth, I think he was afraid. Rudy Steiner was scared of the book thief's kiss. He must have longed for it so much. He must have loved her so incredibly hard. So that he would never ask for her lips again and would go to his grave without them. love Markus Zusak
406db7f And though it's a bleak thing to admit all these years later, still I've never met anyone who made me feel loved the way she did. Everything came alive in her company; she cast a charmed theatrical light about her so that to see anything through her eyes was to see it in brighter colors than ordinary. love mother Donna Tartt
6650d66 Your friends will still be your friends, if they're good friends. life love olympics running Jennifer Weiner
9b88e63 She could only hold on to her husband with both hands and promise herself that the best way to keep someone was to let him go. lost-love love unrequited-love Lauren Willig
128906b Whereas it seemed to me, back then, in the absolutism of my condition, that love had nothing to do with practicality; indeed, was its polar opposite. And the fact that it showed contempt for such banal considerations was part of its glory. Love was by its very nature disruptive, cataclysmic; and if it was not, then it was not love. julian-barnes love practicality the-only-story Julian Barnes
318f64f I couldn't make myself be cautious around her. A little voice in my head kept trying to tell me that every word she said could be disinformation and that she might be playing me for a fool. But I didn't believe it. I trusted her, even though I had every reason not to. love love-quotes Ernest Cline
656ae7a "I am like you, Bloodheart," he said, his voice hoarse; but his voice always was hoarse now, for he had survived worse injuries than these. The iron collar, and his chains, weighed heavily on his neck. "My heart rests not within me but with another, and she is far away from here. That is why you will never defeat me." love strength-of-will undefeated Kate Elliott
420bd69 We're drawn to live in the world until the fire within meets the fire without. We're drawn to move through all the invisible barriers to find what we love, to love what we love, and to save what we love. The inevitable journey of being spirit on Earth is to love things dearly enough that in time we become a nameless part of what we love. Until we're left with the noble effort to voice and affirm what we touch and know when closest to life, for as long as we can. love Mark Nepo
02f0a7c Grace would be a poor host indeed to exclude anyone. divine-grace grace grace-of-god inclusion love oneness unconditional-love Alan Cohen
c2b2814 Adios muneca, ha sido muy hermoso, pero eras un automata sin alma. love umberto-eco Umberto Eco
51a9684 True love is precisely the opposite move of forsaking the promise of Eternity itself for an imperfect individual. eternity love Slavoj Žižek
c32f25e How astounding that the largest thing he'd ever seen was still no match for the diminishing effect of distance. It made him aware of his own smallness in the world, his insignificance in the face of what might come, and for a moment his chest felt light with panic. love relatable-quotes wwii Julie Orringer
51b386c You don't have to sleep with someone, you can be unfaithful with your emotions. love marriage Marian Keyes
fede91b And on a cold Sunday afternoon, he was joined in his home by a small group of friends and family for a 'living funeral'. Each of them spoke and paid tribute.. Some cried. Some laughed. One woman read a poem: 'My dear and loving cousin.. Your ageless heart as you move through time, layer on layer, tender sequoia..' .. And all the heartfelt things we never get to say to those we love, Morrie said that day. celebrate death life living-funeral love share Mitch Albom
3526b3c All the weapons of hate and cruelty cannot stand against God's love. The spiritually blind and intentionally evil try to oppose it, but they cannot ultimately win. That's because all creation was formed and is sustained by God love quotes spiritual strength Stormie Omartian
425ecfb I had a long talk with my husband last night,' Abigail explained, 'and he made me realize that I have to choose which voices to believe. I can believe the ones that tell me I'm not good enough or brave enough or pretty enough and let them skew my perception of events, or I can push aside that clamor and seek out the voice that tells me I am fearfully and wonderfully made. encouragement husband-and-wife-relationship insecurity love marriage-life marriage-life-problem-solution marriage-of-convenience supportive-relationship Karen Witemeyer
c38fe72 Tata coboara masuta, scoate fotografia mamei din buzunar, o aseaza pe masa, cu fata la fereastra. Isi lasa scaunul pe spate si privesc amandoi marea nesfarsita de norisori albi care dispar sub noi, fara sa mai scoata un cuvant tot restul zborului. life love Cecelia Ahern
42605f8 Each person if he was lucky found the place where he could shine, and the person he could shine on. At Cranley Gardens Johnny had been audience, to Evert, to Ivan, to the whole clever, memoir-swapping gang. But with Pat he was a closely attended performer - he was funny, almost articulate, and rich in things worth saying. loss love marriage relationships Alan Hollinghurst
64acbc8 I'd learned more about her in that exhausted, murmuring hour than in all the many months before it. Lovers find their way by such insights and confidences: they're the stars we use to navigate the ocean of desire. And the brightest of those stars are the heartbreaks and sorrows. The most precious gift you can bring to your lover is your suffering. So I took each sadness she confessed to me, and pinned it to the sky. happiness inspirational love spiritual Gregory David Roberts
2885c8e Now I appreciate that for those of you who have stayed with me this far, there's nothing too surprising about this romantic development. You probably saw it coming. But I didn't inspirational love James Patterson
351dfac My own heart, like this wild place, has never been visited, and I do not know whether it could sustain life. love Jeanette Winterson
5a8ba20 And we're finally home. finally home love Stephanie Perkins
427f2dd Aber wie dem, der in einer schnellen Kreisbewegung drehend geworden, auch da noch, wenn er schon wieder still sitzt, die aussern Gegenstande mit ihm herum zu gehen scheinen: so wird auch das Herz, das zu heftig erschuttert worden, nicht auf einmal wieder ruhig. love Gotthold Ephraim Lessing
c457992 Rights begin where love ends. Shall we argue over who is the most to blame? blame love Jeanette Winterson
0ffe884 It's all a game. And if you don't want to play, maybe you shouldn't come to Hollywood. family hollywood life love shopaholic star Sophie Kinsella
42ba86d "Friedrich, why didn't you..." "Ah, heaven, she gifs me the name that no one speaks since Minna died!" cried the Professor, pausing in a puddle to regard her with grateful delight. "I always call you so to myself--I forgot, but I won't unless you like it." "Like it? It is more sweet to me than I can tell. Say 'thou', also, and I shall say your language is almost as beautiful as mine." inloved jo little-women love mujercitas Louisa May Alcott
8888681 "Will you be all right?" she asked me. It was not an empty question; she genuinely listened for my reply. "In time," I told her, and for the first time, I admitted that was true. As disloyal as the thought felt, I knew that as time passed, I would be myself again. And in that moment, I felt for the first time the sensation that Black Rolf had tried to describe to me. The wolfish part of my soul stirred, and, I heard near as clearly as if Nighteyes had truly shared the thought with me." grief grieving-process loss love recovery Robin Hobb
f2873d4 Words for Flora Nothing would be easier withou you, because you are everything, all of it- sprinkles, quarks, giant donuts,eggs sunny side up you are the ever expanding universe to me. love squirrel Kate DiCamillo
5a83d07 "Just because I love Mister Jewls, it doesn't mean I can't also love you. Love is different from most things." She picked up a piece of chalk. "If I gave my piece of chalk to someone, then I wouldn't have it anymore. But when I give my love to someone, I end up with more love than I started with. The more love you give away, the more you have left." limits-of-love love teacher Louis Sachar
0f9109f How I would like that now, that sheer senseless falling in love with externals, the love never earned by qualities of goodness, of character, of intelligence, of wit, of charm, of life-force. In short, how I would like to be loved in a way never earned so that I would never have to keep earning it or work for it external-love fools-die love Mario Puzo
c51137b If he says he doesn't love you anymore and does love this other woman, you've got to accept it. Maybe he will come back, maybe he won't, but either way, you've got to live through this. cheat fling love Marian Keyes
02c8e21 "What do I do now?" I ask desperately. "Tell me! What do I do now?" He remains calm. He looks at me closely and says, "Keep living, Ed.... It's only the pages that stop here." He stays perhaps another ten minutes, probably due to the trauma that has strapped itself to me. I remain standing, trying to contemplate and recover from what's transpired. "I really think I'd better go," he says again, this item with more finality. With difficulty, I walk him to the door. We say goodbye on the front porch, and he walks back up the street. I wonder about his name, but I'm sure I'll earn it soon enough. He's written about this, I'm sure, the bastard. All of it. As he walks up the street he pulls a small notebook from his pocket and writes a few things down. It makes me think maybe I should write about all this myself. After all, I;m the one who did all the work. I'd start with the bank robbery. Something like, "The gunman is useless." The odds are, however, that he's beaten me to it already It'll be his name on the cover of all these words, not mine. He'll get all the credit. Or the crap, if her does a shit job. But I just remembered the I was the one- not him- who gave life to these pages. I was the one who- I tell me to stop. It's an inner voice and it's loud. All day, I think about many things, though I try not to. I look through the folder and find everything as he said. All the ideas are written in and people are sketched. Scratchy excerpts are stapled together. Beginnings and endings merge and bend. Hours wander past. Days follow them. I don't leave the shack, and I don't answer the phone. I barely even eat. The Doorman sits with me as the minutes pass by. For a long time, I wonder what I'm waiting for, but I understand it's just like he said. I guess it's for life beyond these pages." love messenger realization Markus Zusak
6392537 He wanted her for the rest of his life. And on his dying breath, he would still want another second with her, another hour, another lifetime. love Meljean Brook
0ec5ba2 People always seem to band together in accordance to a principle that has nothing to do with love, a principle that releases them from personal responsibility. (p. 81) love race James Baldwin
442c770 Sembrava, mentre pattinavo al centro del laghetto, che il numero di stelle che riuscivo a vedere si fosse moltiplicato. Erano disseminate fitte come una gettata di bucaneve. family love John Cheever
0e4f1a0 ?Como puede uno comer cuando el corazon esta ocupado? love Sena Jeter Naslund
93f7104 Holding a precious book meant to Mendel what an assignment with a woman might to another man. These moments were his platonic nights of love. Books had power over him; money never did. Great collectors, including the founder of a collection in Princeton University Library, tried in vain to recruit him as an adviser and buyer for their libraries--Jakob Mendel declined; no one could imagine him anywhere but in the Cafe Gluck. Thirty-three years ago, when his beard was still soft and black and he had ringlets over his forehead, he had come from the east to Vienna, a crook-backed lad, to study for the rabbinate, but he had soon abandoned Jehovah the harsh One God to give himself up to idolatry in the form of the brilliant, thousand-fold polytheism of books. That was when he had first found his way to the Cafe Gluck, and gradually it became his workplace, his headquarters, his post office, his world. Like an astronomer alone in his observatory, studying myriads of stars every night through the tiny round lens of the telescope, observing their mysterious courses, their wandering multitude as they are extinguished and then appear again, so Jakob Mendel looked through his glasses out from that rectangular table into the other universe of books, also eternally circling and being reborn in that world above our own. books collecting-books knowledge love obsession reading Stefan Zweig
0e384eb A little eccentricity is a help to a general. It helps with the newspapers. The women love it too. Southern women like their men religious and a little mad. That's why the fall in love with preachers. humor love religion southern-women Michael Shaara
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