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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| f129c8d | The Marquis believed himself to be hardened against flattery. He thought that he had experienced every variety, but he discovered that he was mistaken: the blatantly worshipful look in the eyes of a twelve-year-old, anxiously raised to his, was new to him, and it pierced his defences. | flattery schoolboy | Georgette Heyer | |
| 7f57df9 | I don't think science is hard to teach because humans aren't ready for it, or because it arose only through a fluke, or because, by and large, we don't have the brainpower to grapple with it. Instead, the enormous zest for science that I see in first-graders and the lesson from the remnant hunter-gatherers both speak eloquently: A proclivity for science is embedded deeply within us, in all times, places, and cultures. It has been the means .. | human intelligence science | Carl Sagan | |
| 8c4b323 | 1. We fear people because they can expose and humiliate us. 2. We fear people because they can reject, ridicule, or despise us. 3. We fear people because they can attack, oppress, or threaten us. These three reasons have one thing in common: they see people as "bigger" (that is, more powerful and significant) than God, and, out of the fear that creates in us, we give other people the power and right to tell us what to feel, think, and do... | fear god people self-esteem | Edward T. Welch | |
| ed8873c | The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents. We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of infinity, and it was not meant that we should voyage far. The sciences, each straining in its own direction, have hitherto harmed us little; but some day the piecing together of dissociated knowledge will open up such terrifying vistas of reality, and of our fr.. | H.P. Lovecraft | ||
| d5655d5 | When we define ourselves, when I define myself, the place in which I am like you and the place in which I am not like you, I'm not excluding you from the joining - I'm broadening the joining. | Audre Lorde | ||
| 308c4fd | Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach? | part peach | T.S. Eliot | |
| cd81411 | Valor is strength, not of legs and arms, but of heart and soul; it consists not in the worth of our horse or our weapons, but in our own. | strength valor | Michel de Montaigne | |
| 112a2a2 | A library doesn't need windows. A library is a window. | Stewart Brand | ||
| 21f1a18 | By 2100, our destiny is to become like the gods we once worshipped and feared. But our tools will not be magic wands and potions but the science of computers, nanotechnology, artificial intelligence, biotechnology, and most of all, the quantum theory. | science | Michio Kaku | |
| f04824d | Oh, why must a man like that be made unhappy when there are lots of girls about who would worship the very ground he trod on? | love | Bram Stoker | |
| 681ded4 | Life isn't fair, so you have to play the best game you can with the cards you're dealt. | dark-companion fairness games life trying | Marta Acosta | |
| 14087b0 | I could shove this swizzle stick through his heart, Min thought. She would'nt do it, of course. The stick was plastic and not nearly pointed enough on the end. | Jennifer Crusie | ||
| 56499a4 | I wonder how you're supposed to know the exact moment when there's no more hope. | Sara Zarr | ||
| bbe9a6f | Human beings have hope. Not matter how desperate things are, they convince themselves that they can change things for the better." - John Gregory (Clash of the Demons)" | Joseph Delaney | ||
| 8ade60d | There is something infantile in the presumption that somebody else (parents in the case of children, God in the case of adults) has a responsibility to give your life meaning and point. [...] Somebody else must be responsible for my well-being, and somebody else must be to blame if I am hurt. Is it a similar infantilism that really lies behind the 'need' for a God? | life religion responsibility | Richard Dawkins | |
| ddb659c | We be of one blood, ye and I | Rudyard Kipling | ||
| 60159ce | We can forgive a man for making a useful thing as long as he does not admire it. The only excuse for making a useless thing is that one admires it intensely. All art is quite useless. | art uselessness utility | Oscar Wilde | |
| 070fa4f | Reading the very best writers--let us say Homer, Dante, Shakespeare, Tolstoy--is not going to make us better citizens. Art is perfectly useless, according to the sublime Oscar Wilde, who was right about everything. He also told us that all bad poetry is sincere. Had I the power to do so, I would command that these words be engraved above every gate at every university, so that each student might ponder the splendor of the insight. | oscar-wilde poetry reading | Harold Bloom | |
| 4dfe0c1 | You have always told me it was Ernest. I have introduced you to every one as Ernest. You answer to the name of Ernest. You look as if your name was Ernest. You are the most earnest-looking person I ever saw in my life. It is perfectly absurd your saying that your name isn't Ernest. | Oscar Wilde | ||
| 5319077 | Because sometimes you have to do something bad to do something good. | good | Oscar Wilde | |
| 23d6d1f | this woman is a genius in the day time and a beauty at night | Oscar Wilde | ||
| ae55491 | When I am in trouble, eating is the only thing that consoles me. Indeed, as any one who knows me intimately will tell you, I refuse everything except food and drink. At the present moment I am eating muffins because I am unhappy. Besides, I am particularly fond of muffins. | Oscar Wilde | ||
| 1acebe0 | You know what Oscar Wilde said, ma'am? He said, "nothing that is worth knowing can be taught". Nothing personal, ma'am... Carry on." | Charles M. Schulz | ||
| 6382ca4 | We are frightfully concerned with our own deaths, sometimes so much so that we forget the real purpose of our lives | journey life living purpose-of-life purpose-of-living | Brian L. Weiss | |
| ef35bca | There is no way that writers can be tamed and rendered civilized. Or even cured. | Robert A. Heinlein | ||
| 7645521 | Darling, a true lady takes off her dignity with her clothes and does her whorish best. At other times you can be as modest and dignified as your persona requires. | lady sex | Robert A. Heinlein | |
| 04800ab | When I have you, sweet boy, it will be because you want me to. Not against your better judgment, not in spite of my surname, and definitely not to annoy your aunt." Stephen went red, but his voice was defiant. "Well, what was that, then?" Crane shrugged. "You seemed tense." | rake seductiveness | K.J. Charles | |
| fd421db | I was young and not gloomy and there were always strange and comic things that happened in the worst time... | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| 1c941ca | We have very primative emotions. It's impossible not to be competitive. Spoils everything, though. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| 1034221 | I did not say anything. I was always embarrassed by the words sacred, glorious, and sacrifice and the expression in vain. We had heard them, sometimes standing in the rain almost out of earshot, so that only the shouted words came through, and had read them on proclamations that were slapped up by billposters over other proclamations, now for a long time, and I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the .. | honor propaganda sacrifice war | Ernest Hemingway | |
| 7d7a5e8 | When I saw my wife again standing by the tracks as the train came in by the piled logs at the station, I wished I had died before I had ever loved anyone but her. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| 6abbf67 | Princess," he whispered against her ear. "My beautiful, beautiful princess. I want to spoil you. Pamper you. Indulge you." | roses sabrina teresa-medeiros whisper | Teresa Medeiros | |
| 5cf56b5 | As Freud has shown, blunders are not the merest chance. They are the result of suppressed desires and conflicts. They are ripples on the surface of life, produced by unsuspected springs. And these may be very deep - as deep as the soul itself. The blunder may amount to the opening of a destiny. | Joseph Campbell | ||
| 94aaa2b | Yeah." Rhage sighed. "All I want is one good female. But I guess I'll settle for quantity until I find her. Life just sucks, doesn't it?" | J.R. Ward | ||
| 86fecab | I don't do farm animals. Can't stand hay in your leathers? Or wool in my teeth. | vishous | J.R. Ward | |
| ff6091f | It was right then and there that she'd realized there was no quota on misery for people, no quantifiable threshold that once reached, got you miraculously taken out of the distress pool. | J.R. Ward | ||
| be675fd | Thank fuck you're not a Yankees fan." "Don't use the Y-word. We're in mixed company." | vishous | J.R. Ward | |
| 6f4702d | By the power vested in me thanks to Google, I know pronounce you husband and wife! You may kiss the bride! | wedding | J.R. Ward | |
| ccc8b94 | Destiny had a 518 area code..who knew." - Ehlena" | J.R. Ward | ||
| bf0d94e | Phury was the only other possibility, but he was a celibate with a broken frickin' heart. Not really man-whore material. | J.R. Ward | ||
| 6a9c042 | All I see are ankles and wrists--and FYI, you're pulling a Mileyfrickin'-Cyrus with that belly flash. Not attractive. | J.R. Ward | ||
| 006d19b | Blay didn't shake the hand that was offered. He reached over, took a hold of the fighter's face, and drew Qhuinn in for a kiss. It was supposed to be only a split-seconder-- like their lips were the ones doing the handshake thing. When he went to pull back, though, Qhuinn captured him, and held him in place. Their mouths met again... and again... and once more, their heads tilting to the sides, the contact lingering. "You're welcome," Blay .. | qhuinn | J.R. Ward | |
| 6e1373d | Wrath - Beth x Overnight = Psycho-hose Beast | J.R. Ward | ||
| 76d2f1b | I can't... I find that I can't concentrate. On anything. I can't really..." Rhage's eyes drifted to Zsadist. "How do you live with it? All the anger. The pain. The..." | J.R. Ward |