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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 9e0f28e | Whatever's happening," she said, eventually, "it can all be sorted out." She saw the expression on my face then, worried. Scared even. And she said, "After pancakes." | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 2088b98 | The rules on what is possible and impossible in the arts were made by people who had not tested the bounds of the possible by going beyond them. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 28aba8e | We were expecting to see you at the market." "Yes. Well. Some people thought I was dead. I was forced to keep a low profile." "Why . . . why did some people think you were dead?" The marquis looked at Richard with eyes that had seen too much and gone too far. "Because they killed me." -- | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 6074bdf | Perhaps this is the ultimate freedom, eh, Dreamlord? The freedom to leave. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 739a62c | Take one, and you cannot take the other," she said. "But neither path is safe. Which way would you walk -- the way of hard truths or the way of fine lies?" | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 6839641 | There was something about being in the vicinity of Grahame Coats that always made Fat Charlie (a) speak in cliches and (b) begin to daydream about huge black helicopters first opening fire upon, then dropping buckets of flaming napalm onto the offices of the Grahame Coats agency. Fat Charlie would not be in the office in those daydreams. He would be sitting in a chair outside a little cafe on the other side of Aldwych, sipping a frothy coff.. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| e48f950 | Sometimes big things happen, and they echo. Those echoes crash across worlds. They are the ripples in the fabric of things. Often they manifest as storms. Reality is a fragile thing, after all. | reality worlds-end | Neil Gaiman | |
| b93d80c | You don't discourage children from reading because you feel they are reading the wrong thing. Fiction you do not like is the gateway drug to other books you may prefer them to read. And not everyone has the same taste as you. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| b6ade6b | But I believed in starting over. There was finally, I knew, only rupture and hurt and falling short between all persons, but, Shirley, the best revenge was to turn your life into a small gathering of miracles. If I could not be anchored and profound, I would try, at least, to be kind. | Lorrie Moore | ||
| c335ef4 | You know well I couldn't bear to live with a low common man after you two; and it's wicked and cruel of you to insult me by pretending I could. | men love | George Bernard Shaw | |
| b5d939e | The weak may not be admired and hero-worshipped; but they are by no means disliked or shunned; and they never seem to have the least difficulty in marrying people who are too good for them. They may fail in emergencies; but life is not one long emergency: it is mostly a string of situations for which no exceptional strength is needed, and with which even rather weak people can cope if they have a stronger partner to help them out. | strength pygmalion george-bernard-shaw shaw | George Bernard Shaw | |
| 54fc8d7 | What is the matter with universities is that the students are school children, whereas it is of the very essence of university education that they should be adults. | education | George Bernard Shaw | |
| 02a7ba3 | 3. Escape. Escape is the avoidance of feelings through diversion. This avoidance is the backbone of the entertainment and liquor industries, and also the route of the workaholic. Escapism and avoidance of inner awareness is a socially condoned mechanism. We can avoid our own inner selves and keep our feelings from emerging by an endless variety of pursuits, many of which eventually become addictions as our dependency upon them grows. People.. | David R. Hawkins | ||
| 80ff22a | Nooooooooooo!" Screaming the word, Amy and Dan moved as one. Time slowed down, which, Dan knew from experience, often happened when you were in midair. By the time they leaped onto the hood of Fiske's car (oops, dents), and Dan had ripped off a windshield wiper to use as a weapon (probably not the best idea, but hey, he was improvising), Scarey Harley Dude had turned around. He strode off in his motorcycle boots, moving swiftly to his bike .. | amy vespers-rising cahill dan | Jude Watson | |
| 882d2f5 | Sometimes between lunch and dinner, when there's a lull, Jill and Shaniqua and I will sit around and fantasize about what we'd do if a REAL celebrity walked into the place, like Chad Michael Murray (although we've gone off him a bit since his divorce) or Jared Padalecki, or even Prince William (you never know. He could have gotten his yacht lost, or whatever.) | Meg Cabot | ||
| 1603601 | Read deeply, not to believe, not to accept, not to contradict, but to learn to share in that one nature that writes and reads. | Harold Bloom | ||
| bc770e7 | M]any believe that by being honest and open they are winning people's hearts and showing their good nature.They are greatly deluded. Honesty is actually a blunt instrument, which bloodies more than it cuts. Your honesty is likely to offend people; it is much more prudent to tailor your words, telling people what they want to hear rather than the coarse and ugly truth of what you feel or think. More important, by being unabashedly open you m.. | Robert Greene | ||
| 101e7d0 | I held her, he wanted to say, and if I knew for certain that all it would take to hold her again would be to die, then I couldn't raise the gun to my head fast enough. | Dennis Lehane | ||
| 96a4039 | Nothing ever truly faded. Time only dulled the edges. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| da40b15 | You're alive!" Fezzik cried. The man in black sat immobile, like a ventriloquist's dummy, just his mouth moving. "That is perhaps the most childishly obvious remark I have ever come across..." | fezzik no-duh the-man-in-black weasly revival obvious | William Goldman | |
| ca3f106 | I fear you may become a lonely man, even in the company of others. | Christopher Moore | ||
| a756ae9 | Will there be heinous fuckery, Pocket? | Christopher Moore | ||
| 38ebef1 | A master in the art of living draws no sharp distinction between his work and his play; his labor and his leisure; his mind and his body; his education and his recreation. He hardly knows which is which. He simply pursues his vision of excellence through whatever he is doing, and leaves others to determine whether he is working or playing. To himself, he always appears to be doing both. | Yvon Chouinard | ||
| 813a479 | Stories are bulls. Writers come of age full of vigor, and they feel the need to drive the old stories from the herd. One bull rules the herd awhile but then he loses his vigor and the young bulls take over. Stories are nations, empires. They can last as long as ancient Rome or as short as the Third Reich. Story-nations rise and decline. Governments change, trends rise, and they go on conquering their neighbors. Stories are people. I'm a st.. | Jess Walter | ||
| 857b4c8 | He wished he could reassure his mother: a man wants many things in life, but when one of them is also the right thing, he would be a fool not to choose it. | right-and-wrong | Jess Walter | |
| 68eae94 | If we were given one word of information in our entire history, how we'd treasure it! how we'd pore over ever syllable, divining it's meaning, arguing its importance; how we'd examine it and wring every lesson we could from it. Yet today we have trillions of words, tidal waves of information and the smallest detail of every action our government and businesses take is easily available to us at the touch of a button. And yet...we ignore it, .. | Karen Traviss | ||
| d5ead8a | When she said sweet things in my ear, it would slide right down into my heart | Heather O'Neill | ||
| f692609 | What she saw, she felt. Her eyes went straight to her heart. | sympathy feelings emotion feel sense perception | Jerry Spinelli | |
| 90ee553 | Live today. Not yesterday. Not tomorrow. Just today. Inhabit your moments. Don't rent them out to tomorrow. | today | Jerry Spinelli | |
| 4b712c1 | Peace and harmony do not require perfection. Thank goodness for that--because life so often seems to be an itch here, a glitch there, a mess waiting to happen. Harmony is flexible. It bends with imperfection. So should you. | Jerry and Eileen Spinelli | ||
| 67624c8 | Work is finding yourself alone at the track when the weather kept everyone else indoors. Work is pushing through the pain and crappy first drafts and prototypes. It is ignoring whatever plaudits others are getting, and more importantly, ignoring whatever plaudits you may be getting. Because there is work to be done. Work doesn't want to be good. It is made so, despite the headwind. | Ryan Holiday | ||
| 0bc33a8 | we are always slow in admitting any great change of which we do not see the intermediate steps | Charles Darwin | ||
| 7e486b2 | Jean-Jacques Rousseau defined civilization as when people build fences. A very perceptive observation. And it's true--all civilization is the product of a fenced-in lack of freedom. The Australian Aborigines are the exception, though. They managed to maintain a fenceless civilization until the seventeenth century. They're dyed-in-the-wool free. They go where they want, when they want, doing what they want. Their lives are a literal journey... | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 3e9974b | It's not necessary to tell all you know. It's not ladylike- in the second place, folks don't like to have somebody around knowin' more than they do. | calpurnia-to-scout | Harper Lee | |
| a49d938 | The city glitters past us with its sharp edges, reminding us of how tiny, how weak, how totally unimportant we are. | Joe Meno | ||
| 85cae2a | For reasons I have yet to understand, many people don't like chemicals, which might explain the perennial movement to rid foods of them. <...> Personally, I am quite comfortable with chemicals, anywhere in the universe. My favorite stars, as well as my best friends, are all made of them. | popular-science | Neil deGrasse Tyson | |
| a09ae1a | Science is not just about seeing, it's about measuring, preferably with something that's not your own eyes, which are inextricably conjoined with the baggage of your brain. That baggage is more often than not a satchel of preconceived ideas, post-conceived notions, and outright bias. | Neil deGrasse Tyson | ||
| 1b4e4d7 | Human rights, dissidence, antiracism, SOS-this, SOS-that: these are soft, easy, post coitum historicum ideologies, 'after-the-orgy' ideologies for an easy-going generation which has known neither hard ideologies nor radical philosophies. The ideology of a generation which is neo-sentimental in its politics too, which has rediscovered altruism, conviviality, international charity and the individual bleeding heart. Emotional outpourings, soli.. | Jean Baudrillard | ||
| de2f1eb | It is wrong to ask for more than you give freely. In this way, we come to resemble what we hate. | freedom giving | Stephen R. Donaldson | |
| 8bc5d21 | I know love is dark work; you have to get your hands dirty. If you hold back, nothing interesting happens. At the same time, you have to find the right distance between people. Too close, and they overwhelm you; too far and they abandon you. How to hold them in the right relation? | love hanif-kureishi intimacy | Hanif Kureishi | |
| 4039092 | T]he unsympathetic assessments we make of others are usually the result of nothing more sinister than our habit of looking at them in the wrong way, through lenses clouded by distraction, exhaustion and fear, which blind us to the fact that they are really, despite a thousand differences, just altered versions of ourselves: fellow fragile, uncertain, flawed beings likewise craving love and in urgent need of forgiveness. | ourselves viewpoints oneness others | Alain de Botton | |
| be2f8c7 | There is psychological pleasure in this takeoff, too, for the swiftness of the plane's ascent is an exemplary symbol of transformation. The display of power can inspire us to imagine analogous, decisive shifts in our own lives, to imagine that we, too, might one day surge above much that now looms over us." P. 38-39" | Alain de Botton | ||
| dd6fd21 | Whatever he believed, he believed. It didn't matter to him whether it was really true or not. He just changed the truth till it fit him. He was a real white man. | James McBride | ||
| b6f04da | Wherever your heart rests There I will live and be blessed I've tried to line up the things I Needed to say but now my feelings just Tumble from me. I am half foolish, Half drunk with wanting you With wanting to take your hand And leap into the darkness of whatever Life will bring. Love makes me Brave and without love I'm made Nothing. | Walter Dean Myers |