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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 81e2e60 | I am alive, I live, I breathe, I put my hand out, unfolded, into the sunlight. | life nature sun | Margaret Atwood | |
| 8b89c80 | I am certain that a Sewing Machine would relieve as much human suffering as a hundred Lunatic Asylums, and possibly a good deal more. | sewing technology | Margaret Atwood | |
| 293b680 | She turned toward Roarke's office, then stopped in the doorway. He was at his console; captain of his ship. He'd drawn his hair back so it lay on his neck in a short, gleaming black tail. His eyes were cool, cool blue. The colour they were when his mind was fully occupied. He'd taken off his dinner jacket, his shirt was loose at the collar, the sleeves rolled up. There was something... just something about that look that always and forever .. | J.D. Robb | ||
| be1aba0 | I pondered what else I should take for him. Flowers seemed wrong; they're a love token, after all. I looked in the fridge, and popped a packet of cheese slices into the bag. All men like cheese. | eleanor-oliphant funny gail-honeyman gift humor | Gail Honeyman | |
| 0507176 | Touch magic. Pass it on. | magic | Jane Yolen | |
| 65b8570 | The trickle-down theory of economics has it that it's good for rich people to get even richer because some of their wealth will trickle own, through their no doubt lavish spending, upon those who stand below them on the economic ladder. Notice that the metaphor is not that of a gushing waterfall but of a leaking tap: even the most optimistic endorsers of this concept do not picture very much real flow, as their language reveals" pg. 102." | Margaret Atwood | ||
| ced6caf | Remember,' she'd tell her staff, 'every customer wants to feel like a princess, and princesses are selfish and overbearing. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 2f90426 | Don't misunderstand me. I am not scoffing at goodness, which is far more difficult to explain than evil, and far more complicated. But sometimes it's hard to put up with. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| a85ef7c | The fault lies not with the mob, who demands nonsense, but with those who do not know how to produce anything else. | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| 3471eee | I think it [religion] is an art, the greatest one; an extension of the communion all the other arts attempt. | religion | Dodie Smith | |
| 4804265 | Let him be, Beth. Sometimes you can't help who you fall for." - Isiah" | Katie McGarry | ||
| a32ec42 | Baby, no one would ever make the mistake of using the word ugly with you. Especially with me around." He pushed the curls off my face, his fingers leaving a burning trail. "Everything about you is beautiful and sexy as hell." | Katie McGarry | ||
| 066d7aa | Storms rumble beyond the horizon, and the fires of heaven purge the earth. There is no salvation without destruction, no hope this side of death. | Robert Jordan | ||
| 4cfdeee | Thank you," the young mother said again. "Thank you." "The Black Tower protects," Logain heard himself say. "Always." "I will send him to you to be tested when he is of age," the woman promised, holding her son. "I would have him join you, if he has the talent." The talent. Not the curse. The talent." | Robert Jordan | ||
| ffcf248 | If wishes had wings, sheep would fly. | Robert Jordan | ||
| bf538a7 | Be patient? That's all you've got for me?" Steve complained ten minutes later. Kylie glanced up at Perry, circling them as they sat behind the office, and then frowned at Steve. "I don't know why everyone thinks I'm the love guru." | C.C. Hunter | ||
| 20164e3 | It is in our acceptance of what is given that God gives Himself. | Elisabeth Elliot | ||
| 773d9e2 | She is free not by disobeying the rules but by obeying them. | Elisabeth Elliot | ||
| f4e0ec2 | I absolutely love you, Briony, and I am on my knees. So we're getting married - right? But say it fast before we get shot." Only Jack would ask - if you could call it asking - in the middle of a battlefield, with a man lying dead at his feet." | Christine Feehan | ||
| dfe62fe | You can't be deep without a surface | Jonathan Lethem | ||
| c17da9b | Sometimes feelings are like that - not positive, not negative, just a lot. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 047a1f6 | Well, let me leave it at this: if God does exist, He would have a great deal be sad about. And if He doesn't exist, then that too would make Him quite sad, I imagine. So to answer your question, God must be sad. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| a10acf7 | What do babies dream of? She must be dreaming of the before-life, just as I dream of the afterlife. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| f3f2324 | Whether we're talking about fish species, pigs, or some other eaten animal, is such suffering the most important thing in the world? Obviously not. But that's not the question. Is it more important that sushi, bacon, or chicken nuggets? That's the question. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| f80886c | Blind luck, to arrive in the world with your properly formed parts in the right place, to be born to parents who were loving, not cruel, or to escape, by geographical or social accident, war or poverty. And therefore to find it so much easier to be virtuous. | Ian McEwan | ||
| a02a6c1 | It wasn't torpor that kept her - she was often restless to the point of irritability. She simply liked to feel that she was prevented from leaving, that she was needed. | mutation natural-selection | Ian McEwan | |
| 83886d7 | Love doesn't grow at a steady rate, but advances in surges, bolts, wild leaps, and this was one of those. | Ian McEwan | ||
| a1fb99e | Darling, my darling, don't think that I don't love you or that I didn't love you, but it's precisely because I love you that I couldn't have become what I am today if you were still here. It's impossible to have a child and despise the world as it is, because that's the world we've put the child into. The child makes us care about the world, think about it's future, willingly join in its racket and its turmoils, take its incurable stupidity.. | identity kundera | Milan Kundera | |
| 49613af | All novels . . . are concerned with the enigma of the self. As soon as you create an imaginary being, a character, you are automatically confronted by the question: what is the self? How can it be grasped? | fiction on-fiction | Milan Kundera | |
| 96b58dd | A year or two after emigrating, she happened to be in Paris on the anniversary of the Russian invasion of her country. A protest march had been scheduled, and she felt driven to take part. Fists raised high, the young Frenchmen shouted out slogans condemning Soviet imperialism. She liked the slogans, but to her surprise she found herself unable to shout along with them. She lasted only a few minutes in the parade. When she told her French f.. | Milan Kundera | ||
| 0abc93c | l ymkn llnsn 'bdan 'n ydrk mdh `lyh 'n yf`l, l'nh l ymlk l Hy@ wHd@, l ys`h mqrnth biHaywt sbq@ wl SlHh fy Hywt lHq@. | علم-نفس فلسفة فلسفة-حياة friedrich-nietzche friedrich-nietzsche حب جنس اجتماع كائن-لا-تحتمل-خفته love milan-kundera ميلان-كونديرا neitzsche novel نيتشه philosophy philosophy-of-life political psychological psychology religion religion-and-philoshophy sex sociology | ميلان كونديرا | |
| 11d0201 | Having a child is to show an absolute accord with mankind. If I have a child, it's as though I'm saying: I was born and have tasted life and declare it so good that is merits being duplicated. | Milan Kundera | ||
| 3d56c1d | Trevor realized that the odd thing about English is that no matter how much you screw sequences word up up, you understood, still, like Yoda, will be. Other languages don't work that way. French? Misplace a single or and an idea vaporizes into a sonic puff. English is flexible: you can jam it into a Cuisinart for an hour, remove it, and meaning will still emerge. | grammar language syntax words | Douglas Coupland | |
| 5ab5088 | Books are, let's face it, better than everything else. | Nick Hornby | ||
| 3737c9a | I really believe there are some people who hate to contemplate the happiness of others. | Jean Plaidy | ||
| 91291eb | I was enveloped in numbness, and absence of feeling so deep the bottom was lost from view. | haruki-murakami numb numbness the-wind-up-bird-chronicle | haruki murakami | |
| bdfd7c7 | In the afternoon dark clouds suddenly color the sky a mysterious shade and it starts raining hard, pounding the roof and windows of the cabin. I strip naked and run outside, washing my face with soap and scrubbing myself all over. It feels wonderful. In my joy I shut my eyes and shout out meaningless words as the large raindrops strike me on the cheeks, the eyelids, chest, side, penis, legs, and butt - the stinging pain like a religious ini.. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| db5206d | And as the years have passed, the time has grown longer. The sad truth is that what I could recall in five seconds all too needed ten, then thirty, then a full minute - like shadows lengthening at dusk. Someday, I suppose, the shadows will be swallowed up in darkness. | time-passing | Haruki Murakami | |
| efbf7c7 | I took to the Bodleian library as to a lover and ... would sit long hours in Bodley's arms to emerge, blinking and dazed with the smell and feel of all those books. | books library | Laurie R. King | |
| c1998f5 | I found her lying on her stomach, her hind legs stretched out straight, and her front feet folded back under her chest. She had laid her head on his grave. I saw the trail where she had dragged herself through the leaves. The way she lay there, I thought she was alive. I called her name. She made no movement. With the last ounce of strength in her body, she had dragged herself to the grave of Old Dan. | loyalty | Wilson Rawls | |
| 4de1e23 | so young, so lonely and naive, that she imagined herself as some sort of vessel to be filled up with love. But it wasn't like that. The love was within her all the time and its only renewal came from giving it away. | Kim Edwards | ||
| b0abe9b | She didn't love him and he didn't love her; she was like an addiction, and what they were doing had a darkness to it, a weight. | Kim Edwards | ||
| 2a4c65e | Well, father, in the shipwreck of life, for life is an eternal shipwreck of our hopes, I cast into the sea my useless encumbrance, that is all, and I remain with my own will, disposed to live perfectly alone, and, consequently, perfectly free. (Eugenie to her father) | shipwreck | Alexandre Dumas | |
| 0889f99 | God is merciful to all, as he has been to you; he is first a father, then a judge. | father god judge justice religion the-count-of-monte-cristo | Alexandre Dumas |