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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 47a7e99 | Sometimes I see myself reflected too closely in other men for comfort, and then I have an enormous wish to believe in the saints, in heroic virtue. | Graham Greene | ||
| dda5331 | I still haven't found the place where I can be my true self. But maybe you never get to be your true self, either. | Karen Joy Fowler | ||
| 72b991d | I feel half faded away like some figure in the background of an old picture. | unimportant | Iris Murdoch | |
| c4c8a48 | What I needed with all my starved and silent soul was just that particular way of shouting back at the world. | Iris Murdoch | ||
| db2b085 | One of the secrets of a happy life is continuous small treats, and if some of these can be inexpensive and quickly procured so much the better. | Iris Murdoch | ||
| d90e540 | Change is not always a good thing. What I need is not change from one thing to another but transformation from who I am into who I was meant to become. Only when God's transforming power touches me can I begin to live the simpler, freer, fresher, more creative, more patient, more passionate, more sacrificial, riskier, rawer, more real, more love-driven life God intended for me all along. That transformation is what awaits all who dare to en.. | free passion risk jesus god transform creativity | Steven James | |
| 66715a6 | That quotation about not having time to stand and stare has never applied to me. I seem to have spent a good part of my life - probably too much - in just standing and staring and I was at it again this morning. | beauty hills | James Herriot | |
| 5b13b8c | I think it was the beginning of Mrs. Bond's unquestioning faith in me when she saw me quickly enveloping the cat till all you could see of him was a small black and white head protruding from an immovable cocoon of cloth. He and i were now facing each other, more or less eyeball to eyeball, and George couldn't do a thing about it. As i say, I rather pride myself on this little expertise, and even today my veterinary colleagues have been kno.. | James Herriot | ||
| 2898938 | Fair Fatality, you are the most unusual female I have encountered in all my thirty-eight years!" "You can't think how deeply flattered I am!" she assured him. "I daresay my head would be quite turned if I didn't suspect that amongst so many a dozen or so may have slipped from your memory." | Georgette Heyer | ||
| b3bc813 | His attention caught, her companion raised his eyes from the book which lay open beside him on the table and directed them upon her in a look of aloof enquiry. 'What's that? Did you say something to me, Venetia?' 'Yes, love,' responded his sister cheerfully, 'but it wasn't of the least consequence, and in any event I answered for you. You would be astonished, I daresay, if you knew what interesting conversations I enjoy with myself. | intelligent-conversation | Georgette Heyer | |
| 2e14419 | Perhaps," murmured his lordship, "I yielded to a compassionate impulse." "A what?" gasped his best friend. "Oh, did you think I never did so?" said his lordship, the satirical glint in his eyes extremely pronounced. "You wrong me! I do, sometimes--not frequently, of course, but every now and then!" | Georgette Heyer | ||
| c29777b | My house seems remarkably full of people," he observed. "Is it possible we were expected." | romance | Georgette Heyer | |
| 09b2936 | I don't know what you may have seen fit to tell her, Venetia, but so far as I understand it you could think of nothing better to do than to beguile her with some farrago about wishing Damerel to strew rose-leaves for you to walk on!" Damerel, who had resumed his seat, had been staring moodily into the fire, but at these words he looked up quickly. "Rose-leaves?" His eyes went to Venetia's face, wickedly quizzing her. "But my dear girl, at .. | Georgette Heyer | ||
| 212ddfe | With five feeble senses we pretend to comprehend the boundlessly complex cosmos, yet other beings with wider, stronger, or different range of senses might not only see very differently the things we see, but might see and study whole worlds of matter, energy, and life which lie close at hand yet can never be detected with the senses we have. | H.P. Lovecraft | ||
| 24486c4 | I am a student of life, and don't want to miss any experience. There's poetry in this sort of thing, you know--or perhaps you don't know, but it's all the same. | poetry life knowledge | H.P. Lovecraft | |
| 6dececd | Ned said "Nancy Drew is the best girl detective in the whole world!" "Don't you believe him," Nancy said quickly. "I have solved some mysteries, I'll admit, and I enjoy it, but I'm sure there are many other girls who could do the same." | Carolyn Keene | ||
| 3b9b9af | I have heard the key Turn in the door once and turn once only We think of the key, each in his prison Thinking of the key, each confirms a prison | T.S. Eliot | ||
| ee02b97 | The noonday devil of the Christian life is the temptation to lose the inner self while preserving the shell of edifying behavior. Suddenly I discover that I am ministering to AIDS victims to enhance my resume. I find I renounced ice cream for Lent to lose five excess pounds... I have fallen victim to what T.S. Eliot calls the greatest sin: to do the right thing for the wrong reason. | temptation | Brennan Manning | |
| 2b86e68 | Pride and curiosity are the two scourges of our souls. The latter prompts us to poke our noses into everything, and the former forbids us to leave anything unresolved and undecided. | scourge pride | Michel de Montaigne | |
| 435a22f | Let every foot have its own shoe. | Michel de Montaigne | ||
| d269b5f | If I'm still conscious to face the consequences of my actions, then at the very least I will know that my actions were real, thay they indeed had consequences, though my lone life will amount to less than a single click of static in the symphony of the big bang. If my actions were real, then so were my memories, and if those were real, the things I've done have allowed me to see God and I0m not afraid of following my life down that eight-se.. | Craig Clevenger | ||
| 5244714 | Everyone is the Umbrella Man and he is everyone. Every cough, sneeze, smile and wave means both everything and nothing. The signals are everywhere. | follow-the-signals paths signals the-umbrella-man we-are-one | Craig Clevenger | |
| 3131f06 | When you could discern a real threat from everything else, it was called caution. When you couldn't, it was called paranoia. ... You cannot separate paranoia from knowledge. The more you know, the more possibilities you see. The more possibilities you see, the more possibilities someone else sees. The more "someones" there are, the more "they" there are. It's a matter of simple math before you realize that They might not like you." | Craig Clevenger | ||
| e0ccf43 | You said I was in love. You were right. But that never happened, either. | lost-love | Craig Clevenger | |
| 3f153e9 | When you're in love, your brain secretes endorphins into your blood. Organic morphine leaks out of a gland in your skull, feels like a low-grade opium rush. Some people confuse the two, the head rush and the love. You think you're in love with a person, but you're in love with a syringe. | Craig Clevenger | ||
| edf681f | mndh wl ywm r'yth `rft nh hy .. dh nZrt l`yny wbtsmt l'n shftyh knt blwn lwrd ldhy ynmw `br lnhr .. 'Hmr .. mtwHsh .. nyk kyf | Craig Clevenger | ||
| 1258e99 | l'mr yshbh 'n tq` fy lHb kl lyl@ wytHTm qlbk kl SbH . ll'bd mthl brwmthyws .. fqT nns~ km 'n dhkrtn Gyr dqyq@ . lHtfZ bdhkr@ Tyb@ m`nh tdmyr qdr `Zym mn lmDy . | Craig Clevenger | ||
| b334e81 | wbd't nr 'khr~ tlthb khlf 'dhny bthlth bwSt , wtHfr Hfr@ fy q` dhkrty . `mr kml ytkwn mn 'ym .. '`wm .. dqy'q .. 'shhr .. qd wl~ m `d qSS@ SGyr@ .. tfHmt wsqTt fwq Trf `Sby mnswl , thm tTyr m` lnsym . | Craig Clevenger | ||
| fb88aea | lshyTn lys sw~ mlk rd lmzyd | Craig Clevenger | ||
| 2f22ff6 | If no God, there must at least be a pattern-making demiurge. | Craig Clevenger | ||
| 7988433 | kl `ml ytmyz bnwyh wkl ny@ ttmyz b`mlh. kl shy' fy lkwn hw kl shy' akhr, wlshyTn lys swy mlk ard lmzyd. | Craig Clevenger | ||
| 9432d03 | Imagine the one god himself has reversed his clock and reversed your regrets. Imagine knowing the bone-deep truth that whatever impossibility would make you truly happy has been granted. Imagine knowing you can once again hold your lost lover or your newborn child. Imagine what you feel during those first seconds of knowing. Now, imagine those first seconds last for days on end. .... Like I said, I'm a chemist. It's all coming back to me.p.. | Craig Clevenger | ||
| 305c5b6 | Never did tombs look so ghastly white. Never did cypress, or yew, or juniper so seem the embodiment of funeral gloom. Never did tree or grass wave or rustle so ominously. Never did bough creak so mysteriously, and never did the far-away howling of dogs send such a woeful presage through the night. | tomb | Bram Stoker | |
| 855c157 | If you haven't failed, you're not trying hard enough. | Jennifer Crusie | ||
| e5c6811 | Okay, Shane," Agnes said as Brenda's clock gonged midnight. "I got Joey in the kitchen, a cop in the front hall, a dead body in the basement, and you in my bedroom. Where do you want to start?" | Jennifer Crusie | ||
| 788a302 | The horror of profound depression, and the hopelessness that usually accompanies it, are hard to imagine for those who have not experienced them. Because the despair is private, it is resistant to clear and compelling description. Novelist William Styron, however, in recounting his struggle with suicidal depression, captures vividly the heavy, inescapable pain that can lead to suicide: What I had begun to discover is that, mysteriously and.. | Kay Redfield Jamison | ||
| e5b5e3f | Depression, somehow, is much more in line with society's notions of what women are all about: passive, sensitive, hopeless, helpless, stricken, dependent, confused, rather tiresome, and with limited aspirations. Manic states, on the other hand, seem to be more the provenance of men: restless, fiery, aggressive, volatile, energetic, risk taking, grandiose and visionary, and impatient with the status quo. Anger or irritability in men, under s.. | depression manic-depressive-illness gender-roles mania misdiagnosis | Kay Redfield Jamison | |
| 7360d94 | The moon shows the truth of things. | Joseph Delaney | ||
| bb5029a | For people who like that kind of thing, this is the kind of thing they like. | misattributed-abraham-lincoln misattributed-max-beerbohm | Artemus Ward | |
| 7e773c7 | Come, dear, [Gwendolen rises] we have already missed five, if not six, trains. To miss any more might expose us to comment on the platform. | Oscar Wilde | ||
| 6d63605 | LORD ILLINGWORTH What do you think she'd do if I kissed her? MRS ALLONBY Either marry you, or strike you across the face with her glove. What would you do if she struck you across the face with her glove? LORD ILLINGWORTH Fall in love with her, probably. | Oscar Wilde | ||
| 0fcb5fd | If they know nothing of victory, they are at least spared the knowledge of defeat. | Oscar Wilde | ||
| e3e8fa6 | It is sweet to dance to violins When love and life are fair: To dance to flutes, to dance to lutes Is delicate and rare: | Oscar Wilde | ||
| da6f16f | The burden of this world is too great for one man to bear, and the world's sorrow too heavy for one heart to suffer. | Oscar Wilde |