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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 9c8e0d5 | People who can speak well, speak briefly. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 844b533 | If I had had the power to prevent my own birth I should certainly never have consented to accept existence under such ridiculous conditions. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 8026c37 | GUIL: It [Hamlet's madness] really boils down to symptoms. Pregnant replies, mystic allusions, mistaken identities, arguing his father is his mother, that sort of thing; intimations of suicide, forgoing of exercise, loss of mirth, hints of claustrophobia not to say delusions of imprisonment; invocations of camels, chameleons, capons, whales, weasels, hawks, handsaws -- riddles, quibbles and evasions; amnesia, paranoia, myopia; day-dreaming,.. | madness humour plays | Tom Stoppard | |
| 8d22ddf | Connor Broekhart was born to fly, or more accurately he was born flying. | Eoin Colfer | ||
| de123a1 | Orion sniffed. "Good. Then, worthy centaur, perhaps you could give me a ride to the village on your back. Then I can make a few pennies with my verses while you build us a shack and perform circus tricks for passerby." This was such a surprising statement that Foaly briefly considered jumping into the hole to get away." | Eoin Colfer | ||
| fded05e | That will be her undoing," gasped Artemis, already suffering under the weight of the flak jacket. "Artemis Fowl will never be ." "I thought you were Artemis Fowl the Second?" said Holly." | funny artemis-fowl-the-2nd | Eoin Colfer | |
| e134321 | Profound hearts, wise minds, take life as God makes it; it is a long trial, and unintelligible preparation for the unknown destiny. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 4482192 | The holy law of Jesus Christ governs our civilisation, but it does not yet permeate it. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 947b23f | Joy is the reflex of terror. | les-misérables terror victor-hugo | Victor Hugo | |
| 3d2a64d | So long as there shall exist, by virtue of law and custom, decrees of damnation pronounced by society, artificially creating hells amid the civilization of earth, and adding the element of human fate to divine destiny; so long as the three great problems of the century--the degradation of man through pauperism, the corruption of woman through hunger, the crippling of children through lack of light--are unsolved; so long as social asphyxia i.. | poverty political les-misérables society victor-hugo | Victor Hugo | |
| 6d921a5 | where there is no more hope, song remains. | hopelessness music song | Victor Hugo | |
| bb127f0 | If they had had a different neighbour, one less self-absorbed and more concerned for others, a man of normal, charitable instincts, their desperate state would not have gone unnoticed, their distress-signals would have been heard, and perhaps they would have been rescued by now. Certainly they appeared utterly depraved, corrupt, vile and odious; but it is rare for those who have sunk so low not to be degraded in the process, and there comes.. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 1f74623 | Time and Patience. | Leo Tolstoy | ||
| a6d7c26 | There is no greatness where simplicity, goodness and truth are absent | Leo Tolstoy | ||
| d397446 | Man lives consciously for himself, but serves as an unconscious instrument for the achievement of historical, universally human goals. | inspirational | Leo Tolstoy | |
| 300479e | Where did I get it from? Was it by reason that I attained to the knowledge that I must love my neighbour and not throttle him? They told me so when I was a child, and I gladly believed it, because they told me what was already in my soul. But who discovered it? Not reason! Reason has discovered the struggle for existence and the law that I must throttle all those who hinder the satisfaction of my desires. That is the deduction reason makes... | reason | Leo Tolstoy | |
| 9de6d34 | She put both her hands on his shoulders and gazed at him long, with a deep look of ecstasy and yet searchingly. She scrutinized his face to make up for the time she had not seen him. She compared, as she did at every interview with him, the image her fancy painted of him (incomparably finer than, and impossible in actual existence) with his real self | love leo-tolstoy | Leo Tolstoy | |
| 72c9ca3 | The Lord had given them the day and the Lord had given them the strength. And the day and the strength had been dedicated to labor, and the labor was its reward. Who was the labor for? What would be its fruits? These were irrelevant and idle questions. | day tolstoy labor lord rewards | Leo Tolstoy | |
| 1a2c7c1 | A good player who loses at chess is genuinely convinced hat he has lost because of a mistake, and he looks for this mistake in the beginning of his game, but forgets that there were also mistakes at ever step in the course of the game, that none of his moves was perfect. The mistake he pays attention to is conspicuous only because his opponent took advantage of it. | Leo Tolstoy | ||
| 7df87cf | I see now that when Norma flowered in our garden I became a weed, allowed to exist only where I would not be seen, in corners and dark places. | Daniel Keyes | ||
| 51a42f7 | I believe in that goodly mansion, his heart, he kept one little place under the skylights where Lucy might have entertainment, if she chose to call. It was not so handsome as the chambers where he lodged his male friends; it was not like the hall where he accommodated his philanthropy, or the library where he treasured his science, still less did it resemble the pavilion where his marriage feast was splendidly spread; yet, gradually, by lon.. | Charlotte Brontë | ||
| 5b2e05c | Impatiently I waited for evening, when I might summon you to my presence. An unusual- to me- a perfectly new character, I suspected was yours; I desired to search it deeper, and know it better. You entered the room with a look and air at once shy and independent; you were quaintly dress- much as you are now. I made you talk; ere long I found you full of strange contrasts. Your garb and manner were restricted by rule; your air was often diff.. | Charlotte Brontë | ||
| 8b63de1 | For a long time the fear of seeming singular scared me away; but by degrees, as people became accustomed to me and my habits, and to such shadows of peculiarity as were engrained in my nature - shades, certainly not striking enough to interest, and perhaps not prominent enough to offend, but born in and with me, and no more to be parted with than my identity - but slow degrees I became a frequenter of this straight narrow path. | Charlotte Brontë | ||
| 738e486 | She was as forthright and simple as the winds that blew over Tara and the yellow river that wound around it. | Margaret Mitchell | ||
| 89e3d66 | The most important thing we ever have to learn in life is to live with our choices. | Ann Rinaldi | ||
| 7fd7066 | The desert sharpened the sweet ache of his longing, amplified it, gave shape to it in sere geology and clean slant of light. | Jon Krakauer | ||
| 31a4e84 | This forms the nub of a dilemna that every Everest climber eventually comes up against: in order to succeed you must be exceedingly driven, but if you're too driven you're likely to die. | everest | Jon Krakauer | |
| 94c43e5 | And all this, she thought, is only momentary, is only a fragment in time that will never come again, for yesterday already belongs to the past and is ours no longer, and tomorrow is an unknown thing that may be hostile. This is our day, our moment, the sun belongs to us, and the wind, and the sea, and the men for'ard there singing on the deck. This day is forever a day to be held and cherished, because in it we shall have lived, and loved, .. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 7afc4fb | What degradation lay in being young. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 3d09c85 | When you heart is ablaze with the love of God, when you love other people - especially the ripsnorting sinners - so much that you dare to tell them about Jesus with no apologies, then never fear, there will be results. | Catherine Marshall | ||
| 09f7483 | In this world and the world of tomorrow, we must go forward together or not at all. | Hillary Rodham Clinton | ||
| e08a2d6 | You must go further than I did," Nedra said. "You know that." "Further?" "With your life. You must become free." She did not explain it; she could not. It was not a matter of living alone, though in her case this had been necessary. The freedom she meant was self-conquest. It was not a natural state. It was meant only for those who would risk everything for it, who were aware that without it life is only appetites until the teeth are gone." | risk women mothers-and-daughters | James Salter | |
| 222b343 | Sparhawk grinned. "If Martel finds out that he's drinking again, he'll reach down his throat and pull his heart out." "Can you actually do that to a man?" "You can if your arm's long enough, and if you know what you're looking for.[...]" | humor | David Eddings | |
| b56e020 | I did not know then that this is what life is - just when you master the geometry of one world, it slips away, and suddenly again, you're swarmed by strange shapes and impossible angles. | Ta-Nehisi Coates | ||
| 4579ebf | At the onset of the Civil War, our stolen bodies were worth four billion dollars, more than all of American industry, all of American railroads, workshops, and factories combined, and the prime product rendered by our stolen bodies--cotton--was America's primary export. | Ta-Nehisi Coates | ||
| f0fe35b | Perhaps there has been, at some point in history, some great power whose elevation was exempt from the violent exploitation of other human bodies. If there has been, I have yet to discover it. But this banality of violence can never excuse America, because America makes no claim to the banal. America believes itself exceptional, the greatest and noblest nation ever to exist, a lone champion standing between the white city of democracy and t.. | Ta-Nehisi Coates | ||
| 3e86697 | That's the myth of it, the required lie that allows us to render our judgments. Parasites, criminals, dope fiends, dope peddlers, whores--when we can ride past them at Fayette and Monroe, car doors locked, our field of vision cautiously restricted to the road ahead, then the long journey into darkness is underway. Pale-skinned hillbillies and hard-faced yos, toothless white trash and gold-front gangsters--when we can glide on and feel only .. | hatred prejudice lies poverty fear the-american-dream delusion society race | David Simon | |
| 2f8c530 | We have to live without sympathy, don't we? That's impossible of course. We act it to one another, all this hardness; but we aren't like that really, I mean...one can't be out in the cold all the time; one has to come in from the cold...d'you see what I mean? | loneliness isolation spying | John le Carré | |
| a1b7acd | I traveled the globe as always, handing souls to the conveyor belt of eternity. | Markus Zusak | ||
| ad9964c | I looked at myself in that window, oblivious to all the people around me and I stared and smiled that particular smile. You know that smile that seems to knock you and tell you how pathetic you are? That's the smile I was smiling. | people smiled stare pathetic oblivious window smile | Markus Zusak | |
| 04ad22d | I even move out onto the front porch and see my own limited view of the world. I want to take that world, and for the first time ever, I feel like I can do it. I've survived everything I've had to so far. I'm still standing here. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 143d97a | Only hearts... They're in the inside of the inside of me. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 9e77b4a | She gave her a reason to write her own words, to see that words had also brought her to life. "Don't punish yourself," she heard her say again, but there would be punishment and pain, and there would be happiness, too. That was writing." | Markus Zusak | ||
| 957cd4d | He was tall in the bed and I could see the silver through his eyelids. His soul sat up. It met me. Those kinds of souls always do--the best ones. The ones who rise up and say, "I know who you are and I am ready. Not that I want to go, of course, but I will come." Those souls are always light because more of them have been put out. More of them have already found their way to other places. This one was sent out by the breath of an accordion,.. | p-531-532 | Markus Zusak |