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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 8a71a48 | Farewell, Father," she said. He fell back upon his chair, choking. She laughed, not with mirth or even mockery, but something that was closer to a sob. "You crafted me so sharp, I cut even myself." | Holly Black | ||
| c024a40 | As he bent closer, he realized they were words -- words his wife had carved into the cave ice with the last of her dying strength. As he read them, he felt them like three hard blows in the stomach. KILL THE CHILD | kill callum-hunt the-iron-trial magisterium | Holly Black | |
| 07f6659 | The complete bottom has fallen out of my life. | Beatrice Sparks | ||
| 2bf7c75 | I threw up again that night, half-afraid that my eyeballs would explode. But it was, by far, more important that I get rid of dinner. Of course, by then, throwing up was the only way I knew how to deal with fear. That paradox would begin to run my life: to know that what you are doing is hurting you, maybe killing you, and to be afraid of that fact--but to cling to the idea that this will save you, it will, in the end, make things okay. | Marya Hornbacher | ||
| 78b005b | Ritsu: Please, Onii-san, please write with takoyaki power! Mitsuru: Yes, sensei! With ikyayaki or takoyaki or whatever it takes! Write quickly, without hesitation! Ah... Um... W-what is takoyaki power? Ritsu: Well, that is--! When Shigure-niisan eats takoyaki, he transforms into a great warrior... Shigure: No I don't. | Natsuki Takaya | ||
| 856a7ab | Time seemed stationary, yet the painful pressure of time was constantly felt. | Hubert Selby Jr. | ||
| 51b75ca | It was a nice night. A pleasant evening. There seemed to be stars somewhere and it was easy to avoid stepping in the garbage and dog shit on the streets. A truly beautiful night. Tony | Hubert Selby Jr. | ||
| eac799a | Harry grinned as the others laughed and took time out to take a poke on his cigarette, then rubbed the tip of his nose with the back of his hand. I should have you all locked up for interferin with religious freedom. | Hubert Selby Jr. | ||
| 7afc721 | The ability to yield, to bend, to give way, to accommodate, he said, was sometimes a source of strength in men as well as in wood, so long as it was helmed by inner resolve and by principle. | Daniel James Brown | ||
| 97881fb | who burned cigarette holes in their arms protesting the narcotic tobacco haze of Capitalism | Allen Ginsberg | ||
| 5dbe71b | Who'll come lie down in the dark with me Belly to belly and knee to knee Who'll look into my hooded eye Who'll lie down under my darkened thigh? | Allen Ginsberg | ||
| 89d0b55 | We move through places every day that would never have been if not for those who came before us. Our workplaces, where we spend so much time--we often think they began with our arrival. That's not true. | Mitch Albom | ||
| ea8b589 | Holding anger is a poison. It eats you from the inside. We think that hating is a weapon that attacks the person who harmed us. But hatred is a curved blade. And the harm we do, we do to ourselves. Forgive, Edward. Forgive...no one is born with anger. And when we die, the soul is freed of it. But now, here, in order to move on, you must understand why you felt what you did, and why you no longer need to feel it.' She touched his hand. 'You.. | Mitch Albom | ||
| 3b7247b | You marked the minutes," the old man said. "But did you use them wisely? To be still? To cherish? To be grateful? To lift and be lifted?" | Mitch Albom | ||
| 4f71d2f | Once heaven is done with grandma, we'd like her back, thanks. | lost-loved-one | Mitch Albom | |
| a34a4ee | Did I lose you?" "Never." | Mitch Albom | ||
| 69ed349 | A mother's voice is like no other. We recognize every lilt and whisper, every warble or shriek. | Mitch Albom | ||
| 20b72dc | Special things have a way of surviving. | Alexander McCall Smith | ||
| 85ced0f | When you're a teenager and you're in love, it's obvious to everyone but you and the person you're in love with. | John Scalzi | ||
| d9c7752 | In this particular lifestyle the motto is "Be happy now because tomorrow you are dying," but the dying begins almost at once, and the happiness is a memory." | Philip K. Dick | ||
| 6b625fe | Upon him the contempt of three planets descended. | Philip K. Dick | ||
| ae24e6c | The past is latent, is submerged, but still there, capable of rising to the surface once the later imprinting unfortunately--and against ordinary experience--vanished. The man contains--not the boy--but earlier men, he thought. History began a long time ago. | Philip K. Dick | ||
| 28fddf7 | Do you have information that there's an android in the cast? I'd be glad to help you, and if I were an android would I be glad to help you?" "An android," he said, "doesn't care what happens to another android. That's one of the indications we look for." "Then," Miss Luft said, "you must be an android." | Philip K. Dick | ||
| 9e1d9dd | You're - psychotic. There's something wrong with you." "I know," Benteley agreed. "I'm a sick man. And the more I see, the sicker I get. I'm so sick I think everybody else is sick and I'm the only healthy person. That's pretty bad off, isn't it?" | world sickness | Philip K. Dick | |
| 1352c58 | We're all dreaming," Arctor said. If the last to know he's an addict is the addict, then maybe the last to know when a man means what he says is the man himself, he reflected. He wondered how much of the garbage that Donna had overheard he had seriously meant. He wondered how much of the insanity of the day--his insanity--had been real, or just induced as a contact lunacy, by the situation. Donna, always, was a pivot point of reality for hi.. | reality dreams dreaming insanity drugs | Philip K. Dick | |
| c918f5e | Death is very close, he thought. When you think in this manner. I can feel it, he decided. How near I am. Nothing is killing me; I have no enemy, no antagonist; I am merely expiring, like a magazine subscription: month by month. | Philip K. Dick | ||
| c2718fb | Human has always striven to retain the past, to keep it convincing; there's nothing wicked in that. Without it we have no continuity; we have only the moment. And, deprived of the past, the moment - the present - has little meaning, if any. | Philip K. Dick | ||
| f118c57 | Fat realized that one of two possibilities existed and only two; either Dr. Stone was totally insane - not just insane but totally so - or else in an artful, professional fashion he had gotten Fat to talk; he had drawn Fat out and now knew that Fat was totally insane. | sanity psychiatrist insanity mental-health | Philip K. Dick | |
| 0626043 | The household was pervaded by this atmosphere of a calm adult woman and a man who gave into animal impulses. She reported to him in great detail what her analyst ... said about his binges and his hostility; she used Charley's money to pay Dr. Andrews to catalog his abnormalities. And of course Charley never heard anything directly from the doctor; he had no way of keeping her from reporting what served her and holding back what did not. The.. | misrepresentation lifestyle manipulation | Philip K. Dick | |
| 4339a7f | Masochism is more widespread than we realize because it takes an attenuated form. The basic dynamism is as follows: a human being sees something bad which is coming as inevitable. There is no way he can halt the process; he is helpess. This sense of helplessness generates a need to gain some control over the impending pain -- any kind of control will do. This makes sense; the subjective feeling of helplessness is more painful than the impen.. | science-fiction | Philip K. Dick | |
| 4f87fd0 | l`l lwTny@ -klHb- mn lqw~ lty ndh`n lh wn lm nw'mn bh! | Naguib Mahfouz | ||
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| b8d4e12 | kn shhran klHlm, wlkn l'Hlm l tdwm. | Naguib Mahfouz | ||
| 393a7d7 | Squatting on old bones and excrement and rusty iron, in a white blaze of heat, a panorama of naked idiots stretches to the horizon. Complete silence - their speech centres are destroyed - except for the crackle of sparks and the popping of singed flesh as they apply electrodes up and down the spine. White smoke of burning flesh hangs in the motionless air. A group of children have tied an idiot to a post with barbed wire and built a fire be.. | pain idiot | William S. Burroughs | |
| a42808d | The rudeness of many Americans depressed him, a rudeness based on a solid ignorance of the whole concept of manners, and on the proposition that for social purposes, all people are more or less equal and interchangeable. | William S. Burroughs | ||
| 1fe5755 | I do spend a great deal of time alone. I'm not very gregarious. I don't like parties and miscellaneous gatherings with no particular purpose. I think parties are largely a mistake. The bigger they are the more mistaken they are. | William S. Burroughs | ||
| bcbf213 | If you wish to alter or annihilate a pyramid of numbers in a serial relation, you alter or remove the bottom number. If we wish to annihilate the junk pyramid, we must start with the bottom of the pyramid: the Addict in the Street, and stop tilting quixotically for the "higher ups" so called, all of whom are immediately replaceable. The addict in the street who must have junk to live is the one irreplaceable factor in the junk equation. Whe.. | William S. Burroughs | ||
| d97dbac | I began to get a feeling familiar to me from my bartending days of being the only sane man in a nuthouse. It doesn't make you feel superior but depressed and scared, because there is nobody you can contact. | sanity loneliness fear | William S. Burroughs | |
| 15787ce | I was lying there trying to control the fear. I did not know much about this uremic poisoning. A woman I'd known slightly in Texas had died of it after drinking a bottle of beer ever hour, night and day, for two weeks. | William S. Burroughs | ||
| 231da1b | Kick is seeing things from a special angle. Kick is momentary freedom from the claims of the aging, cautious, nagging, fightened flesh. | freedom junkie | William S. Burroughs | |
| 64a7e90 | Take a shot in front of D.L. Probing for a vein in my dirty bare foot... Junkies have no shame... They are impervious to the repugnance of others. It is doubtful if shame can exist in the absence of sexual libido... The junky's shame disappears with his nonsexual sociability which is also dependent on libido... | William S. Burroughs | ||
| 0437144 | If you are asking me what the individual can do right now, in a political sense, I'd have to say he can't do all that much. Speaking for myself, I am more concerned with the transformation of the individual, which to me is much more important than the so-called political revolution. | transformation-of-the-individual | William S. Burroughs | |
| 2f7b2f4 | Sit down on your ass, or what's left of it after four years in the navy. | William S. Burroughs | ||
| 5e23b95 | May 4, 1985. I am packing for a short trip to New York to discuss the cat book with Brion. In the front room where the kittens are kept, Calico Jane is nursing one black kitten. I pick up my Tourister. It seems heavy. I look inside and there are her other four kittens. "Take care of my babies. Take them with you wherever you go." | kittens | William S. Burroughs |