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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| e807e26 | I love you as much as the ocean kisses the shore | falling-in-love happiness love true-love unconditional | Sarah Kay | |
| 99fa787 | It is also the pardonable vanity of lonely people everywhere to assume that they have no counterparts. | John le Carré | ||
| 52550ee | He odiado las palabras y las he amado, y espero haber estado a su altura. | liesel-meminger | Markus Zusak | |
| f766b2a | Imagine smiling after a slap in the face. Then think of doing it twenty-four hours a day. That was the business of hiding a Jew. | Markus Zusak | ||
| cd7d3d0 | As always, she was carrying the washing. Rudy was carrying two buckets of cold water, or as he put it, two buckets of future ice. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 1179f66 | A NICE THOUGHT One was a book thief. The other stole the sky. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 02dd7c4 | I'll never forget the first day in Auschwitz, the first time in Mauthausen. At that second place, as time wore on, I also picked them up from the bottom of the great cliff, when their escapes fell awfully awry. There were broken bodies and dead m sweet hearts. Still, it was better than the gas. Some of them I caught when they were only halfway down, Saved you, I'd think, holding their souls in midair as the rest of their being-their physica.. | Markus Zusak | ||
| dbec7c5 | You can pet him, Mr. Arthur. He's asleep... | Harper Lee | ||
| 38d8914 | For him the universe did not extend beyond the circumference of her petticoat. | love marriage | Gustave Flaubert | |
| 4220f40 | Sentences must stir in a book like leaves in a forest, each distinct from each despite their resemblance. | Gustave Flaubert | ||
| 1672d1f | It was one of those dangerous moments when speech is at once sincere and deceptive - when feeling, rising high above its average depth, leaves flood-marks which are never reached again. | George Eliot | ||
| b43eb2e | A woman dictates before marriage in order that she may have an appetite for submission afterwards. | submission | George Eliot | |
| df255b6 | The presence of a noble nature, generous in its wishes, ardent in its charity, changes the lights for us: we begin to see things again in their larger, quieter masses, and to believe that we too can be seen and judged in the wholeness of our character. | faith friendship | George Eliot | |
| 681873e | In old days there were angels who came and took men by the hand and led them away from the city of destruction. We see no white-winged angels now. But yet men are led away from threatening destruction: a hand is put into theirs, which leads them forth gently towards a calm and bright land, so that they look no more backward; and the hand may be a little child's. | George Eliot | ||
| cb689a9 | You're the only person I've ever met who seems to have the faintest conception of what I mean when I say a thing. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| 5b3fd7b | But I pine in Solitude. Solitude is my undoing. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| 8f7c4b3 | Consider how common illness is, how tremendous the spiritual change that it brings, how astonishing, when the lights of health go down, the undiscovered countries that are then disclosed, what wastes and deserts of the soul a slight attack of influenza brings to view, what precipices and lawns sprinkled with bright flowers a little rise of temperature reveals, what ancient and obdurate oaks are uprooted in us by the act of sickness, how we .. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| ee42ee9 | I like books whose virtue is all drawn together in a page or two. I like sentences that don't budge though armies cross them. | sentences | Virginia Woolf | |
| d9ba4a0 | Here was a woman about the year 1800 writing without hate, without bitterness, without fear, without protest, without preaching. That was how Shakespeare wrote, I thought, looking at Antony and Cleopatra; and when people compare Shakespeare and Jane Austen, they may mean that the minds of both had consumed all impediments; and for that reason we do not know Jane Austen and we do not know Shakespeare, and for that reason Jane Austen pervades.. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| 81d8b85 | I am overwhelmed with things I ought to have written about and never found the proper words. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| 26de730 | in his mind, nothing could be more delightful than to live in solitude, and enjoy the spectacle of nature, and sometimes read some book or other. | Nikolai Gogol | ||
| 661824b | Perceive ye not that we are worms, designed To form the angelic butterfly, that goes To judgment, leaving all defence behind? Why doth your mind take such exalted pose, Since ye, disabled, are as insects, mean As worm which never transformation knows? | Dante Alighieri | ||
| 7e57164 | We were men once, though we've become trees | Dante Alighieri | ||
| 12d72ce | But why must everything have a practical application? I'd been such a diligent soldier for years - working, producing, never missing a deadline, taking care of my loved ones, my gums and my credit record, voting, etc. Is this lifetime supposed to be only about duty? In this dark period of loss, did I need any justification for learning Italian other than that it was the only thing I could imagine bringing me any pleasure right now? | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| 50c98a3 | Still it is true that many same-sex couples want nothing more than to join society as fully integrated socially responsible family-centered taxpaying Little League-coaching nation-serving respectably married citizens. So why not welcome them in Why not recruit them by the vanload to sweep in on heroic wings and save the flagging and battered old institution of matrimony from a bunch of apathetic ne'er-do-well heterosexual deadbeats like me | gay-marriage gay-rights homosexual humor marriage matrimony same-sex-marriage | Elizabeth Gilbert | |
| 5ddb1ed | True wisdom gives the only possible answer at any given moment, and that night, going back to bed was the only possible answer. | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| f7b8efa | The sweetness of doing nothing. | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| 66b4774 | No one writes anything worth writing, unless he writes entirely for the sake of his subject. | authorship truth writing | Arthur Schopenhauer | |
| 1b549ce | love obsession often serves as a distraction, keeping the individual's gaze from more painful thoughts. | Irvin D. Yalom | ||
| 4eba7f5 | 'kthr m kn yjdhbny lyh DHkth: fk'nm sqT, mn Gyr ntZr, `l~ kwkb lys hw kwkbh, f'khdh yktshf Trfth l`jyb@. w Hyn knt DHkth tnfjr, kn kl shy ybdw ly jdydan, 'khdhan, ry'`an. | Simone de Beauvoir | ||
| fc2e68b | I should like to be the landscape which I am contemplating, I should like this sky, this quiet water to think themselves within me, that it might be I whom they express in flesh and bone, and I remain at a distance. But it is also by this distance that the sky and the water exist before me. My contemplation is an excruciation only because it is also a joy. I can not appropriate the snow field where i slide. It remains foreign, forbidden, bu.. | Simone de Beauvoir | ||
| 9c1ceaf | I think that where you go wrong is that you imagine that your reasons for living ought to fall on you, ready-made from heaven, whereas we have to find them for ourselves. | Simone de Beauvoir | ||
| ceeda2f | Go back? I don't know. I think hell's something you carry around with you. Not somewhere you go. They're doing the same things they always did. They're doing it to themselves. That's hell. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 4170841 | I only met Mad Sweeney twice, alive," he said. "The first time I thought he was a world-class jerk with the devil in him. The second time I thought he was a major fuckup and I gave him the money to kill himself. He showed me a coin trick I don't remember how to do, gave me some bruises, and claimed he was a leprechaun. Rest in peace, Mad Sweeney." | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 55c31a3 | Do you know why I stopped being Delight, my brother? I do. There are things not in your book. There are paths outside this garden. | delirium neil-gaiman sandman | Neil Gaiman | |
| a1547e3 | Three years in London had not changed Richard, although it had changed the way he perceived the city. Richard had originally imagined London as a gray city, even a black city, from pictures he had seen, and he was surprised to find it filled with color. It was a city of red brick and white stone, red buses and large black taxis, bright red mailboxes and green grassy parks and cemeteries. It was a city in which the very old and the awkwardly.. | london | Neil Gaiman | |
| dcb2cac | And the game begins anew. | game game-of-life rebirth | Neil Gaiman | |
| 5ab2213 | No," said the cat. "Now, you people have names. That's because you don't know who you are. We know who we are, so we don't need names." -- | confidence funny-but-true names | Neil Gaiman | |
| a131d8e | Don't confuse the teacher with the lesson, the ritual with the ecstasy, the transmitter of the symbol with the symbol itself. | lesson ritual symbol symbolic teacher | Neil Gaiman | |
| 861d929 | I am anti-life, the Beast of Judgment. I am the dark at the end of everything. The end of universes, gods, worlds...of everything. And what will you be then, Dreamlord?" "I am hope." | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 37cea97 | His beard was all colors, a grove of trees in autumn, deep brown and fire-orange and wine-red, an untrimmed tangle across the lower half of his face. His cheeks were apple-red. He looked like a friend; like someone you had known all your life. | beards colors familiarity | Neil Gaiman | |
| 8b1d5dd | I loved her like a rabbit loves a rattlesnake | love noir | James M. Cain | |
| c536d12 | It exasperated her to think that the dungeon in which she had languished for so many unhappy years had been unlocked all the time, and that the impulses she had so carefully struggled with and stifled for the sake of keeping well with society, were precisely those by which alone she could have come into any sort of sincere human contact. | social-anxiety | George Bernard Shaw | |
| f39a358 | The stigmatized individual is asked to act so as to imply neither that his burden is heavy nor that bearing it has made him different from us; at the same time he must keep himself at that remove from us which assures our painlessly being able to confirm this belief about him. Put differently, he is advised to reciprocate naturally with an acceptance of himself and us, an acceptance of him that we have not quite extended to him in the first.. | mental-health-stigma stigma stigmatization | Erving Goffman |