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| a1bfede | The Marquis sighed. "I thought it was just a legend," he said. "Like the alligators in the sewers of New York City." Old Bailey nodded, sagely: "What, the big white buggers? They're down there. I had a friend lost a head to one of them." A moment of silence. Old Naeiley handed the statue back to the Marquis. Then he raised his hand, and snapped it, like a crocodile hand, at the Carabas. "It was OK," gurned Old Bailey with a grin that was mo.. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 78e90ca | This little piggy went to Hades This little piggy stayed home This little piggy ate raw and steaming human flesh | hades humor nursery-rhymes piggy pigs | Neil Gaiman | |
| 1b8b9d9 | He told me not to seek revenge, but to seek the Buddha,' said the fox spirit, sadly. 'Wise counsel,' said the fox of dreams. 'Vegeance can be a road that has no ending. You would be wise to avoid it. And...?' 'I shall seek the Buddha,' said the fox, with a toss of her head. 'But first I shall seek revenge. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| d8f7449 | Nobody died. how can you kill an idea? How can you kill the personification of an action?" "Then what died? who are you mourning?" "A point of view." | grief | Neil Gaiman | |
| 2b62541 | You play your cards so close to your chest," said Shadow, "that I'm not even sure they're really cards at all." | Neil Gaiman | ||
| ecd322f | She really was pretty, for a grown-up person, but when you are seven, beauty is an abstraction, not an imperative. I wonder what I would have done if she had smiled at me like that now: whether I would have handed my mind or my heart or my identify to her for the asking, as my father did. | grownups pretty | Neil Gaiman | |
| 2e41386 | I loved to sleep with the window open. Rainy nights were the best of all: I would open the window and put my head on the pillow and close my eyes and feel the wind on my face and listen to the trees sway and creak. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 3356031 | Bod shrugged. "So?" he said. "It's only death. I mean, all of my best friends are dead." | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 29fe39a | Words can wound, and wounds can heal. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 4fca998 | Cease your weeping!" he said. "It is I, Loki, here to rescue you!" Idunn glared at him with red-rimmed eyes. "It is you who are the source of my troubles." she said. "Well, perhaps. But that was so long ago. That was yesterday's Loki. Today's Loki is here to save you and take you home." | troubles | Neil Gaiman | |
| 0555594 | Sometimes you do things you regret, but there's nothing you can do about them. Times change. Doors close behind you. You move on. | regret | Neil Gaiman | |
| b6e2c05 | Rain in the graveyard, and the world puddled into blurred reflections. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 42ed2ba | You seem all normal and quiet on the surface. But you are so much weirder than I am, and I am, extremely, fucking, weird. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 1bacc3c | It was not that he was feckless, more that he had simply not been around the day they handed out feck. | humorous wordplay | Neil Gaiman | |
| b46dc56 | I often think that at the center of me is a voice that at last did split, a house in my heart so invaded with other people and their speech, friends I believed I was devoted to, people whose lives I can simply guess at now, that it gives me the impression I am simply a collection of them, that they all existed for themselves, but had inadvertently formed me, then vanished. But, what: Should I have been expected to create my own self, out of.. | who-will-run-the-frog-hospital | Lorrie Moore | |
| 449b4c8 | The argument has long been made that we humans are by nature compassionate and empathic despite the occasional streak of meanness, but torrents of bad news throughout history have contradicted that claim, and little sound science has backed it. But try this thought experiment. Imagine the number of opportunities people around the world today might have to commit an antisocial act, from rape or murder to simple rudeness and dishonesty. Make .. | human-nature social-intelligence | Daniel Goleman | |
| a8399a3 | Fear of the unknown. They are afraid of new ideas. | life-philosophy | Wayne W. Dyer | |
| 2327d43 | The Tiny Wound. It is small but painful and irritating. You try all sorts of medicaments, you com- plain, you scratch and pick at the scab. Doctors only make it worse, transforming the tiny wound into a grave matter. If only you had left the wound alone, letting time heal it and freeing yourself of worry. | Robert Greene | ||
| 77f081b | LAW 9 WIN THROUGH YOUR ACTIONS, NEVER THROUGH ARGUMENT JUDGMENT Any momentary triumph you think you have gained through argument is really a Pyrrhic victory: The resentment and ill will you stir up is stronger and lasts longer than any momentary change of opinion. It is much more powerful to get others to agree with you through your actions, without saying a word. Demonstrate, do not explicate. | Robert Greene | ||
| 3ce7c53 | Too often we make a separation in our lives--there is work and there is life outside work, where we find real pleasure and fulfillment. Work is often seen as a means for making money so we can enjoy that second life that we lead. Even if we derive some satisfaction from our careers we still tend to compartmentalize our lives in this way. This is a depressing attitude, because in the end we spend a substantial part of our waking life at work.. | Robert Greene | ||
| 8755c68 | Never argue. In society nothing must be discussed; give only results. (Benjamin Disraeli, 1804-1881) | Robert Greene | ||
| 47aaa3c | Those qualities that separate us are often ridiculed by others or criticized by teachers. Because of these judgments, we might see our strengths as disabilities and try to work around them in order to fit in. But anything that is peculiar to our makeup is precisely what we must pay the deepest attention to and lean on in our rise to mastery. | judgments | Robert Greene | |
| f4a7c39 | As life goes on, you will join other bands, some through friendship, some through romance, some through neighborhoods, school, an army. Maybe you will all dress the same, or laugh at your own private vocabulary. Maybe you will flop on couches backstage, or share a boardroom table, or crowd around a galley inside a ship. But in each band you join, you will play a distinct part, and it will affect you as much as you affect it. | Mitch Albom | ||
| bad72cd | There are five people you meet in heaven," the Blue Man suddenly said. "Each of us was in your life for a reason. You may not have known the reason at the time, and that is what heaven is for. For understanding your life on earth." | Mitch Albom | ||
| 24e04f3 | You cannot write if you do not read," the blind man said. "You cannot eat if you do not chew. And you cannot play if you do not"--he grabbed for the boy's hand--"listen." | Mitch Albom | ||
| bb76689 | It's like going back to being a child again. Someone to bathe you. Someone to lift you. Someone to wipe you. We all know how to be a child. It's inside all of us. For me, It's just remembering how to enjoy it. | Mitch Albom | ||
| 2c0b125 | What you have done to this point cannot be undone. What you do next... It is still unwritten. | Mitch Albom | ||
| 0060010 | We don't forget.... Our heads may be small, but they are as full of memories as the sky may sometimes be full of swarming bees, thousands and thousands of memories, of smells, of places, of little things that happened to us and which came back, unexpectedly, to remind us who we are. | Alexander McCall Smith | ||
| d48f02e | She had so much love to give - she had always felt that - and now there was somebody to whom she could give this love, and that, she knew, was good; for that is what redeems us, that is what makes our pain and sorrow bearable - this giving of love to others, this sharing of the heart. | Alexander McCall Smith | ||
| f98808e | Poor Congo, barefoot bride of men who took her jewels and promised the Kingdom. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 6718861 | But Anatole said suddenly, 'Don't expect God's protection in places beyond God's dominion. It will only make you feel punished. I'm warning you. When things go bad, you will blame yourself.' 'What are you telling me?' 'I am telling you what I'm telling you. Don't try to make life a mathematics problem with yourself in the center and everything coming out equal. When you are good, bad things can still happen. And if you are bad, you can sti.. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 0f9980e | Many folk like to know beforehand what is to be set on the table; but those who have laboured to prepare the feast like to keep their secret; for wonder makes the words of praise louder." - Gandalf" | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 6fff17b | A divine 'punishment' is also a divine 'gift', if accepted, since its object is ultimate blessing, and the supreme inventiveness of the Creator will make 'punishments' (that is changes of design) produce a good not otherwise to be attained | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 033df67 | Well as, one judge said to the other, 'Be just and if you can't be just be arbitrary.' Regret cannot observe customary obscenities. | William S. Burroughs | ||
| b120bb7 | Just what the hell did you mean, you bastard, when you said we couldn't punish you?" said the corporal who could take shorthand reading from his steno pad. "All right," said the colonel. "Just what the hell did you mean?" "I didn't say you couldn't punish me, sir." "When," asked the colonel. "When what, sir?" "Now you're asking me questions again." "I'm sorry, sir. I'm afraid I don't understand your question." "When didn't you say we couldn.. | Joseph Heller | ||
| 0c1d32b | Grant knew that people could not imagine geological time. Human life was lived on another scale of time entirely. An apple turned brown in a few minutes. Silverware turned black in a few days. A compost heap decayed in a season. A child grew up in a decade. None of these everyday human experiences prepared people to be able to imagine the meaning of eighty million years - the length of time that had passed since this little animal had died. | Michael Crichton | ||
| bb6db4a | Rome tolerated every abominable practice, embraced every foul idea in the name of freedom and the rights of the common man. Citizens no longer carried on deviant behavior in private, but pridefully displayed it in public. It was those with moral values who could no longer freely walk in a public park without having to witness a revolting display. What happened to the public censors who protected the majority of citizenry from moral decadenc.. | history | Francine Rivers | |
| cd04187 | This last year... I learned something about family. Like it's not about blood alone. It's being connected... it's growing up together and loving each other. It's believing in the same God and knowing you'd do anything for the person across from you at dinner. | family inspirational love | Karen Kingsbury | |
| d300dc1 | Ralph also took some classes in philosophy and literature and felt himself on the brink of some kind of huge discovery about himself. But it never came. | Raymond Carver | ||
| c76a330 | The Nature of This Flower Is to Bloom Rebellious. Living. Against the Elemental Crush. A Song of Color Blooming For Deserving Eyes. | Alice Walker | ||
| bfbe774 | His little whistle sound like it lost way down a jar, and the jar in the bottom of the creek. P. 64 | Alice Walker | ||
| 0e72481 | In every community there is a class of people profoundly dangerous to the rest. I don't mean the criminals. For them we have punitive sanctions. I mean the leaders. Invariably the most dangerous people seek the power. While in the parlors of indignation the right-thinking citizen brings his heart to a boil. (p. 51) | leaders power | Saul Bellow | |
| 9d0cf8a | She's very pretty but she's honey from the icebox, if you know what I mean. Cold sweets won't spread. | Saul Bellow | ||
| a2678f8 | Sus rostros eran absolutamente similares en un detalle: parecian extremadamente incompletos, como cuadros con agujeros por ojos o como un rompecabezas al que le faltase una pieza nimia. Y eso que echaba en falta, penso Richards, era el aire de desesperacion. En sus estomagos no aullaban los lobos. Sus mentes no estaban llenas de suenos viciados, de esperanzas insensatas. | stephen-king | Richard Bachman |