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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 03a0d3a | By reinforcing every part, he weakens every part. | Sun Tzu | ||
| f2f129f | There are parts of his life and personality that are extremely messy, and that's the truth | Walter Isaacson | ||
| 2d402a1 | Jobs insisted that Apple focus on just two or three priorities at a time. "There is no one better at turning off the noise that is going on around him," Cook said. "That allows him to focus on a few things and say no to many things. Few people are really good at that." | focus | Walter Isaacson | |
| 546acc2 | I think the biggest innovations of the twenty-first century will be the intersection of biology and technology. A new era is beginning, just like the digital one was when I was his age. | Walter Isaacson | ||
| 9c130b3 | Otherwise, as Dylan says, if you're not busy being born, you're busy dying. | steve-jobs | Walter Isaacson | |
| 41a8ce5 | When you are small, if you reach out, and nobody takes your hand, you stop reaching out, and reach inside, instead. | Amanda Eyre Ward | ||
| 0b116c9 | i wanted to try things, everything, especially things that are illegal and have a faint whiff of glamour. | Michelle Tea | ||
| 832e0cc | Dreams belong to each of us alone, just as pain does. | Colm Tóibín | ||
| e4a351b | Sometimes, in a summer morning, having taken my accustomed bath, I sat in my sunny doorway from sunrise till noon, rapt in a revery, amidst the pines and hickories and sumachs, in undisturbed solitude and stillness, while the birds sing around or flitted noiseless through the house, until by the sun falling in at my west window, or the noise of some traveller's wagon on the distant highway, I was reminded of the lapse of time. I grew in tho.. | philosophy | Henry David Thoreau | |
| 3ccab20 | One must make one's own mistakes | Agatha Christie | ||
| edf9ae5 | There speaks the passion and the rebellion that go with red hair. My second wife had red hair. She was a beautiful woman, and she loved me. Strange, is it not? I have always admired red-haired women. Your hair is very beautiful. There are other things I like about you. Your spirit, your courage; the fact that you have a mind of your own. ~Mr. Aristides | Agatha Christie | ||
| c6254c7 | Nobody believes in magicians any more, nobody believes that anyone can come along and wave a wand and turn you into a frog. But if you read in the paper that by injecting certain glands scientists can alter your vital tissues and you'll develop froglike characteristics, well, everybody would believe that. | Agatha Christie | ||
| dbd5f05 | Do you know my friend that each one of us is a dark mystery, a maze of conflicting passions and desire and aptitudes? | Agatha Christie | ||
| 6280007 | Silence is hereby outlawed. Silence breeds independent thought, which in turn breeds dissent. | Frank Beddor | ||
| d0fc219 | I do not look on self-indulgent, sensual people as worthy of my hatred; I simply look upon them with contempt for their poorness of character. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| d4d1b98 | Some communities don't permit open, honest inquiry about the things that matter most. Lots of people have voiced a concern, expressed a doubt, or raised a question, only to be told by their family, church, friends, or tribe: "We don't discuss those things here." I believe the discussion itself is divine. Abraham does his best to bargain with God, most of the book of Job consists of arguments by Job and his friends about the deepest question.. | questions spirituality | Rob Bell | |
| 2316cf6 | Times change. God doesn't, but times do. We learn and grow, and the world around us shifts, and the Christian faith is alive only when it is listening, morphing, innovating, letting go of whatever has gotten in the way of Jesus and embracing whatever will help us be more and more the people God wants us to be. | Rob Bell | ||
| f0719dd | And as the years flowed by, some villagers told travelers of a beast and a beauty who lived in the castle and could be seen walking on the battlements, and others told of two beauties, and others, of two beasts. | fairy-tales-for-adults love perceptions | Emma Donoghue | |
| 4ccda2c | One realized all sorts of things. The value of an illusion, for instance, and that the shadow can be more important than the substance. All sorts of things. | importance shadow substance value | Jean Rhys | |
| 52db312 | If we might be able to save this world, how can we walk away? Too many people around here have given up! Galloran said heroes sacrifice for causes; they do things that others hide from. I may not be some great hero, but I won't hide from this. I would never live with myself. | Brandon Mull | ||
| b98cd78 | The baby dove into the room, transforming grotesquely as it landed on the floorin a deft sumersault | Brandon Mull | ||
| abb4d68 | Hold still," Sinead ordered. "And don't be such a baby." She dabbed at the angry red mark behind Ian's ear. "Cat scratches are prone to infection, you know." "And that's fault?" Ian raged. "Why don't you lock that animal in the cellar? Or, better still, send him to a violen string factory! What this stuff-acid?" "My own concoction," she replied cheerfully. "Amy and I use it on our blisters when we do marathon training. Soothing, right.. | Gordon Korman | ||
| 1272804 | Preserve me from such cordiality! It is like handling briar-roses and may-blossoms - bright enough to the eye, and outwardly soft to the touch, but you know there are thorns beneath, and every now and then you feel them too; and perhaps resent the injury by crushing them in till you have destroyed their power, though somewhat to the detriment of your own fingers. | manners politeness rudeness socialising | Anne Brontë | |
| a8278c6 | I lived my grief; I slept mourning and ate sorrow and drank tears. I ignored all else. | death depression empty forget grief hollow ignore life loss mourn mourning numb pass-by sorrow tears | Robin Hobb | |
| e5751b5 | I have heard it called a dance, I have heard it called a battle. Some men speak of it with a knowing laugh, some with a sneer. I have heard the study market women chuckling over it like hens clucking over bread crumbs; I have been approached by bawds who spoke their wares as boldly as peddlers hawking fresh fish. For myself, I think some things are beyond words. The color blue can only be experienced, as can the scent of jasmine or the soun.. | Robin Hobb | ||
| 6a58dbd | My silences he mistook for a lack of wit rather than a lack of any need to speak. | Robin Hobb | ||
| 3240fd0 | People have crushes on priests all the time, you know. It's exciting to have to deal with God as a rival. | Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie | ||
| c7cdb83 | Teach her to reject likeability. Her job is not to make herself likeable, her job is to be her full self, a self that is honest and aware of the equal humanity of other people. | Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie | ||
| 0f49295 | At sixteen, Sabina took moon baths, first of all, because everyone else took sun baths, and second, she admitted, because she had been told it was dangerous. | Anaïs Nin | ||
| 1b342b0 | We sit on the kitchen exchanging these diabolical outgrowths of overfertile minds. | Anaïs Nin | ||
| ec0244f | I must know, he thinks. It must be clear to me. There is a world which is closed to him, a world of shadings, gradations, nuances, and subtleties. He is a genius and yet he is too explicit. June slips between his fingers. You cannot posses without loving. | genius genius-separateness love | Anaïs Nin | |
| f6049d6 | Wherever there is light, look for the shadow. The shadow is me. | inspirational shadow shadow-series shadows | Anaïs Nin | |
| d058245 | But for me, if we're talking about romance, cassettes wipe the floor with MP3s. This has nothing to do with superstition, or nostalgia. MP3s buzz straight to your brain. That's part of what I love about them. But the rhythm of the mix tape is the rhythm of romance, the analog hum of a physical connection between two sloppy human bodies. The cassette is full of tape hiss and room tone; it's full of wasted space, unnecessary noise. Compared t.. | Rob Sheffield | ||
| b759c85 | Sometimes great tunes happen to bad times, and when the bad time is over, not all the tunes get to move on with you. | Rob Sheffield | ||
| 02f04cb | Lying to yourself is easy, too. I know. It's much harder to stay and deal with consequences. | Maria V. Snyder | ||
| dfa991e | I am Trella the victorious leader of the Force of Sheep rebellion. Yes the name sounds ridiculous, and I still can't believe we named a major life changing event after livestock--or actually a stuffed animal--but it made sense at the time. | outside-in rebellion | Maria V. Snyder | |
| 311ffa0 | I did what any good rat would do. I bit down on the guard's hand until I tasted blood. | Maria V. Snyder | ||
| ca18017 | Spend your free time the way you like, not the way you think you're supposed to. Stay home on New Year's Eve if that's what makes you happy. Skip the committee meeting. Cross the street to avoid making aimless chitchat with random acquaintances. Read. Cook. Run. Write a story. | quiet | Susan Cain | |
| 67b7825 | Extroverts are more likely to take a quick-and-dirty approach to problem-solving, trading accuracy for speed, making increasing numbers of mistakes as they go, and abandoning ship altogether when the problem seems too difficult or frustrating. Introverts think before they act, digest information thoroughly, stay on task longer, give up less easily, and work more accurately. Introverts and extroverts also direct their attention differently: .. | extroverts focus introverts problem-solving processing-information tendencies thinking thought-patterns | Susan Cain | |
| 652942c | We live through myriads of seconds, yet it is always one, just one, that casts our entire inner world into turmoil, the second when (as Stendhal has described it) the internal inflorescence, already steeped in every kind of fluid, condenses and crystallizes--a magical second, like the moment of generation, and like that moment concealed in the warm interior of the individual life, invisible, untouchable, beyond the reach of feeling, a secre.. | Stefan Zweig | ||
| 0c1b6c4 | This creature serves you?" Sanya asked. "This one and about a hundred smaller ones. And five times that many part-timers I can call in once in awhile." I thought about it. "It isn't so much that they serve me as that we have a business arrangement that we all like. They help me out from time to time. I furnish them with regular pizza." "Which they...love," Sanya said. Toot spun in a dizzy, delighted circle on one heel, and fell onto his bac.. | jim butcher | ||
| 35c1a9c | Her flawless pale skin was also spangled with gemstones. I don't know how they'd been attached, but they clung to her and sent little flashes of color glittering around the cavern when she moved. They were concentrated most densely around her ... well ... She'd been, ah, vajazzled. | harry-dresden maeve | Jim Butcher | |
| 2415850 | Kid. You just made the last mistake of your life.' 'God,' I said. 'I . | Jim Butcher | ||
| 4111a4d | I slammed the doors open a little harder than I needed to, stalked out to the Blue Beetle, and drove away with all the raging power the ancient four-cylinder engine should muster. Behold the angry wizard puttputt-putting away. | wizards | Jim Butcher |