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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 28c58a1 | Almost always when I told someone I was writing a book about "eating animals", they assumed, even without knowing anything about my views, that it was a case for vegetarianism. It's a telling assumption, one that implies not only that a thorough inquiry into animal agriculture would lead one away from eating meat, but that most people already know that to be the case." | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 5ced0a8 | Sometimes one simply wants to disappear. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 9ebe024 | Memories are small prayers to God, if we believed in that sort of thing. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| fbb137b | This is a kiss. It is what happens when lips are puckered and pressed against something, sometimes other lips, sometimes a cheek, sometimes something else. It depends...This is my heart. You are touching it with your left hand, not because you are left-handed, although you might be, but because I am holding it against my heart. What you are feeling is the beating of my heart. It is what keeps me alive. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| de082e5 | She wanted more, more slang, more figures of speech, the bee's knees, the cats pajamas, horse of a different color, dog-tired, she wanted to talk like she was born here, like she never came from anywhere else | english slang | Jonathan Safran Foer | |
| 2b56c21 | That's all anyone wants from anyone else, not love itself but the knowledge that love is there. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 4d9ff9e | f~ qmws~ lkfr, thm@ klm@ wHd@ mqds@: lSdq@ | Milan Kundera | ||
| c9adb91 | And I ran after that voice through the streets so as not to lose sight of the splendid wreath of bodies gliding over the city, and I realized with anguish in my heart that they were flying like birds and I was falling like a stone, that they had wings and I would never have any. | Milan Kundera | ||
| ec40f81 | Look Toward the stars but keep your feet firmly on the ground. | Teddy Roosevelt | ||
| 4fbfaa9 | Listen. I may not be much, but I'm all I've got. Maybe you need a magnifying glass to find my face in my high school graduation photo. Maybe I haven't got any family or friends. Yes, yes, I know all that. But, strange as it might seem, I'm not entirely dissatisfied with life... I feel pretty much at home with what I am. I don't want to go anywhere. I don't want any unicorns behind fences. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 98b8914 | Sometimes when I'm with you, I remember things I lost when I was your age. Like I remember the sound of the rain and the smell of the wind. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 4100703 | I'm me, and at the same time not me. That's what it felt like. A very still, quiet feeling. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 904556a | The song is over. But the melody lingers on. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| d74f8d4 | Human beings are ultimately nothing but carriers-passageways- for genes. They ride us into the ground like racehorses from generation to generation. Genes don't think about what constitutes good or evil. They don't care whether we are happy or unhappy. We're just means to an end for them. The only thing they think about is what is most efficient for them. | heredity humanity science | Haruki Murakami | |
| cb71df5 | We couldn't bear to be apart. So if Kizuki had lived, I'm sure we would have been together, loving each other, and gradually growing unhappy." Unhappy? Why's that?" With her fingers, Naoko combed her hair back several times. She had taken her barrette off, which made the hair fall over her face when she dropped her head forward. Because we would have had to pay the world back what we owed it," she said, raising her eyes to mine. "The pain o.. | norwegian-wood | Haruki Murakami | |
| eb4c267 | Give yourself five minutes to consider how you can turn a miserable situation to your benefit and that light bulb is going to click on. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 25d8e80 | You live by yourself for a stretch of time and you get to staring at different objects. Sometimes you talk to yourself. You take meals in crowded joints. You develop an intimate relationship with your used Subaru. You slowly but surely become a has-been. | has-been intimate living-alone staring subaru things | Haruki Murakami | |
| a4194c7 | You know what it's like when you're trying to fall asleep and it only makes you more wide awake? | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 980acce | You throw a stone into a deep pond. Splash. The sound is big, and it reverberates throughout the surrounding area. What comes out of the pond after that? All we can do is stare at the pond, holding our breath. | life-lesson | Haruki Murakami | |
| 594e6e2 | Where I'm living is not a storybook world. It's the real world, full of gaps and inconsistencies and anticlimaxes. | reality | Haruki Murakami | |
| fec75b9 | if people lived forever - if they never got any older - if they could just go on living in this world, never dying, always healthy - do you think they'd bother to think hard about things the way we're doing now? i mean, we thing about just about everything, more or less - philosophy, psychology, logic. religion. literature. i kinda think, if there were no such thing as death, that complicated thoughts and ideas like that would never come in.. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 5849724 | Her voice was like a line from an old black-and-white Jean-Luc Godard movie, filtering in just beyond the frame of my consciousness. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 05c8a0a | You end up exhausted and spent, but later, in retrospect, you realize what it all was for. The parts fall into place, and you can see the whole picture and finally understand the role each individual part plays. The dawn comes, the sky grows light, and the colors and shapes of the roofs of houses, which you could only glimpse vaguely before, come into focus. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 3f306b3 | There's nothing wrong with not looking like something. It just means you don't fit the stereotype yet. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 83b973f | GmD l`ynyn ln yGyr fy shy. l shy sykhtfy lmjrd 'nk l tryd 'n trh. bl, stjd 'n l'mr zdd swan fy lmr@ ltly@ lty tnZr fyh. hdh hw l`lm ldhy nHy fyh. 'bq `ynyk mftwHtyn `l~ ws`hm. ljbn fqT hw mn yGmD `ynyh. GmD `ynyk wsd 'dhnyk ln ywqf lzmn | العالم الرؤية الواقع قوانين | Haruki Murakami | |
| 1e4bf8a | The larger the island of knowledge, the longer the shoreline of wonder. | wonder | Huston Smith | |
| e68b286 | Once in a while I experience an emotion onstage that is so gut-wrenching, so heart-stopping, that I could weep with gratitude and joy. The feeling catches and magnifies so rapidly that it threatens to engulf me. | onstage | Julie Andrews Edwards | |
| 5d39de2 | We have a closed circle of consistency here: the laws of physics produce complex systems, and these complex systems lead to consciousness, which then produces mathematics, which can then encode in a succinct and inspiring way the very underlying laws of physics that gave rise to it. | mathematics physics science | Roger Penrose | |
| 8c7db60 | Mankind is facing a crossroad - one road leads to despair and utter hopelessness and the other to total extinction - I sincerely hope you graduates choose the right road | Woody Allen | ||
| 2e731c8 | A journey, I reflected, is of no merit unless it has tested you. | journey text | Tahir Shah | |
| b89e875 | Sometimes wrong numbers are the right numbers | Cecelia Ahern | ||
| 44d1f2b | Wildflower: Don't let people walk all over you, Buttercup. It's your life. If you want something, you need to get out there and grab it by the horns because no one is going to give you what you want on a plate. Good girls always come second. | Cecelia Ahern | ||
| bf5f54f | Hope makes you stronger, because it brings with it a sense of reason. Not a reason of how or why they were taken away from you, but a reason to live. Because it's a maybe. A 'maybe someday things won't always be this shit. And that 'maybe' immediately makes the shittiness better. | hope | Cecelia Ahern | |
| c393d34 | I know what it's like when the things you believe make you feel like you're on the outside looking in. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 7545d0d | I realize then that we never have children, we receive them. And sometimes it's not for quite as long as we would have expected or hoped. But it is still far better than never having had those children at all. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 790c670 | No matter what Joe Hoffman and Wade Preston say, it's not gender that makes a family; it's love. You don't need a mother and a father; you don't necessarily even need two parents. You just need someone who's got your back. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 29aedc5 | A bruise is how the body remembers it's been wronged. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| fbf71ed | Risk always looks different when you're beating the system than when you've been beaten. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| c5e6a25 | By definition, love made you better than good enough; it redefined perfection to include your traits, instead of excluding them. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| c11a2d8 | In the wild, an elephant mother and daughter stay in close proximity their whole lives; I hope I am that lucky. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| a149755 | Betrayal was a stone beneath a mattress of thr bed you shared, something you felt digging into you no matter how you shifted position. What was the point of being able to forgive, when deep down, you both had to admit you'd never forget? | Jodi Picoult | ||
| e3361ab | You know how I get angry sometimes? That's because it's the only way I can still feel. And I need to test myself, to make sure I'm really here. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| e5097ea | When I was little, I used to pour salt on slugs. I liked watching them dissolve before my eyes. Cruelty is always sort of fun until you realize that something's getting hurt. It would be one thing to be a loser if it meant that no one paid attention to you, but in school, it means you're actively sought out. You're the slug, and they're holding all the salt. And they haven't developed a conscience. There's a word we learned in social studie.. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 052e019 | Why d'ye talk to yourself?' 'It assures me of a good listener. | Diana Gabaldon |