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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 0fd7e76 | Many people will find this book disrespectful. There is nothing amusing about being dead, they will say. Ah, but there is. | Mary Roach | ||
| 6aa9e6b | He looked haggard and careworn, like a Borgia who has suddenly remembered that he has forgotten to shove cyanide in the consomme, and the dinner-gong due any moment. | forgetfulness humor poison unhappiness | P.G. Wodehouse | |
| 20e2e90 | There was a sound in the background like a distant sheep coughing gently on a mountainside. Jeeves sailing into action. | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| 2999c08 | What you want, my lad, and what you're going to get are two very different things. | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| 8adec1d | When you lose your face..., it is like dropping your necklace down a well. The only way you can get it back is to fall in after it. | Amy Tan | ||
| 80fe422 | Then she told me why a tiger is gold and black. It has two ways. The gold side leaps with its fierce heart. The black side stands still with cunning, hiding its gold between the trees, seeing and not being seen, waiting patiently for things to come. I did not learn to use my black side until after the bad man left me. | keep-going robert-frank | Amy Tan | |
| f0c1178 | The mass media serve as a system for communicating messages and symbols to the general populace. It is their function to amuse, entertain, and inform, and to inculcate individuals with the values, beliefs, and codes of behavior that will integrate them into the institutional structures of the larger society. In a world of concentrated wealth and major conflicts of class interest, to fulfil this role requires systematic propaganda. | Noam Chomsky | ||
| 4ac269c | Below me Rontu was running along the cliffs barking at the screaming gulls. Pelicans were chattering as they finished the blue water. But suddenly I thought of Tutok, and the island seemed very quiet. | Scott O'Dell | ||
| f8d45fb | Where's my cell phone?" I ask. "And please put a shirt on." He reaches down and grabs my phone off the floor. "Why?" "The reason I need my cell," I say as I take it from him, "is to call a cab and the reason I want you to put a shirt on is, well, because, urn . . ." "You've never seen a guy with his shirt off?" "Ha, ha. Very funny. Believe me, you don't have anything I haven't seen before." "Wanna bet?" he says, then moves his hands to.. | Simone Elkeles | ||
| bf2065b | Is anyone human actually normal? I'm beginning to think being normal is actually abnormal. | Simone Elkeles | ||
| 38d76ba | K, the lady at the store said yellow means friendship and red means love. The rosary is the only thing I own that has value to me. It's yours. I'm yours C. | kiara-westford letter | Simone Elkeles | |
| ee0f6a9 | optimism is a disease | Salman Rushdie | ||
| 2962835 | Will you let me go for Christ's sake? Will you take that phony dream and burn it before something happens? | dream dreams facade fake false-hope identity loss play sad tragedy | Arthur Miller | |
| 4c898a4 | I have not slept. Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream: The Genius and the mortal instruments Are then in council; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection. | William Shakespeare | ||
| 2009c11 | Then must you speak Of one that loved not wisely but too well, Of one not easily jealous but, being wrought, Perplexed in the extreme; of one whose hand, Like the base Indian, threw a pearl away Richer than all his tribe; of one whose subdued eyes, Albeit unused to the melting mood, Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees Their medicinable gum. Set you down this, And say besides that in Aleppo once, Where a malignant and a turbaned Turk Bea.. | love malignant wise | William Shakespeare | |
| d6acf5f | You are not worth the dust which the rude wind blows in your face | William Shakespeare | ||
| 5413b8f | Hamlet: Lady, shall I lie in your lap? Ophelia: No, my lord. Hamlet: DId you think I meant country matters? Ophelia: I think nothing, my lord. Hamlet: That's a fair thought to lie between maids' legs. Ophelia: What is, my lord? Hamlet: Nothing. | William Shakespeare | ||
| 655a5be | As an unperfect actor on the stage, Who with his fear is put besides his part, Or some fierce thing replete with too much rage, Whose strength's abundance weakens his own heart; So I, for fear of trust, forget to say The perfect ceremony of love's rite, And in mine own love's strength seem to decay, O'ercharg'd with burden of mine own love's might. O, let my books be then the eloquence And dumb presagers of my speaking breast; Who plea.. | love poetry words | William Shakespeare | |
| 0feae5b | I will make thee think thy swan a crow. | William Shakespeare | ||
| ce5456f | Why, i' faith, methinks she's too low for a high praise, too brown for a fair praise and too little for a great praise: only this commendation I can afford her, that were she other than she is, she | William Shakespeare | ||
| d6d62ac | Why should you think that I should woo in scorn? Scorn and derision never come in tears: Look, when I vow, I weep; and vows so born, In their nativity all truth appears. How can these things in me seem scorn to you, Bearing the badge of faith, to prove them true? | romance unrequited-love | William Shakespeare | |
| fa4159a | The study of mathematics is apt to commence in disappointment... We are told that by its aid the stars are weighed and the billions of molecules in a drop of water are counted. Yet, like the ghost of Hamlet's father, this great science eludes the efforts of our mental weapons to grasp it. | ghost grasp hamlet math mathematics mental molecules science shakespeare stars study william-shakespeare | Alfred North Whitehead | |
| 2c964dc | I have no way and therefore want no eyes I stumbled when I saw. Full oft 'tis seen our means secure us, and our mere defects prove our commodities. | William Shakespeare | ||
| 725cd52 | She had a certain way of looking at life which he took as a personal offense. | Henry James | ||
| 3d7dd0f | There are two important days in a woman's life: the day she is born and the day she finds out why. | inspirational women | Terry Tempest Williams | |
| 421480e | Women piece together their lives from the scraps left over for them. | womanhood | Terry Tempest Williams | |
| 069f22f | So she was considering in her own mind...whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up & picking the daisies... | Lewis Carroll | ||
| 51f03b9 | does this...does this mean you want to be my boyfriend?" My question sounds both immature and momentous. But Josh doesn't flinch. "Yes," he says. "I want." | Stephanie Perkins | ||
| 37a2397 | Why did you want me to dress warmly?" she asks. "Are you taking me to a Siberian prison?" "Nope." "Abandoned research station in Antarctica?" "Nope." "You're taking me to practice for our two-person skeleton race at the Olympics." "Yes." | Stephanie Perkins | ||
| acebe3a | So neither is "the woman". They're both gay men. Duh." | Stephanie Perkins | ||
| 905a927 | Margo, they're afraid of us. They're afraid of everything.' And then I kept on talking without really thinking, until it turned into a chant: They're afraid of change, and we must change. They're afraid of the young, and we are the young. They're afraid of music, and music is our life. They're afraid of books, and knowledge, and ideas. They're most afraid of our magic. | James Patterson | ||
| 1b86574 | Witihin seconds the headhunter had lost control of his car and it squealed, sliding sideways right into several other cars. Cool!' said the Gasman. | James Patterson | ||
| 4c68797 | Jeezum--humans were like eggshells. | James Patterson | ||
| b1b7827 | Part 5 The Voice- Make that my voice | James Patterson | ||
| ff48372 | Max. God, but she was stubborn. And tough. And closed in. Closed off. Except when she was holding Angel, or ruffling the Gasman's hair, or pushing something closer to Iggy's hand so he could find it easily without knowing anyone had helped him. Or when she was trying to untangle Nudge's mane of hair. Or-sometimes-when she was looking at Fang. He shifted on the hard ground, a half-dozen flashes of memory cycling through his brain. Max lookin.. | fang friendship-and-love jealousy love max missing need needing otp otpotptoptop-i-just-can-t remembering wings-and-flying | James Patterson | |
| fc60759 | When I wanted information, it was silent; when I didn't want to hear from it, it got chatty. It was alost as irritating as Fang. | James Patterson | ||
| 96f44de | Thomas Wolfe warned in the title of America's great novel that 'You Can't Go Home Again.' I enjoyed the book but I never agreed with the title. I believe that one can never leave home. I believe that one carries the shadows, the dreams, the fears and dragons of home under one's skin, at the extreme corners of one's eyes and possibly in the gristle of the earlobe. Home is that youthful region where a child is the only real living inhabitant... | inspirational | Maya Angelou | |
| c53c9bd | He's more myself than I am | Emily Brontë | ||
| 5586682 | People feel with their hearts, Ellen: and since he has destroyed mine, I have not power to feel for him. | Emily Brontë | ||
| a8d450c | And there you see the distinction between our feelings: had he been in my place, and I in his, though I hated him with a hatred that turned my life to gall, I never would have raised a hand against him. You may look incredulous, if you please! I never would have banished him from her society as long as she desired his. The moment her regard ceased, I would have torn his heart out and drank his blood! But, till then - if you don't believe me.. | Emily Brontë | ||
| e6c2d1c | When the life is monotonous , even grief is a welcome event... | Maxim Gorky | ||
| 3c3998a | I have never known what to tell anybody. Except that it is better to do something than nothing, even if the cost is great. | Garth Nix | ||
| 26aa5f0 | Today,' said Lymond, 'if you must know, I don't like living at all. But that's just immaturity boggling at the sad face of failure. Tomorrow I'll be bright as a bedbug again. | Dorothy Dunnett | ||
| 43609d6 | Tres vite dans ma vie il a ete trop tard. | Marguerite Duras |