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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| ec70c60 | It was awful, he cried, awful, awful! Still, the sun was hot. Still, one got over things. Still, life had a way of adding day to day. | love-hurts | Virginia Woolf | |
| de0c1e8 | But I will stretch my toes so that they touch the rail at the end of the bed; I will assure myself, touching the rail, of something hard. Now I cannot sink; cannot altogether fall through the thin sheet now. Now I spread my body on this frail mattress and hang suspended. I am above the earth now. I am no longer upright, to be knocked against and damaged. All is soft, and bending. Walls and cupboards whiten and bend their yellow squares on t.. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| 2afa143 | They lack suggestive power. And when a book lacks suggestive power, however hard it hits the surface of the mind it cannot penetrate within. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| c0b1139 | For the young people could not talk. And why should they? Shout, embrace, swing, be up at dawn... | Virginia Woolf | ||
| aaf107b | Am I too fast, too facile? I do not know. I do not know myself sometimes, or how to measure and name and count out the grains that make me what I am. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| dee261b | How then does light return to the world after the eclipse of the sun? Miraculously. Frailly. In thin stripes. It hangs like a glass cage. It is a hoop to be fractured by a tiny jar. There is a spark there. Next moment a flush of dun. Then a vapour as if earth were breathing in and out, once, twice, for the first time. Then under the dullness someone walks with a green light. Then off twists a white wraith. The woods throb blue and green, an.. | cognition eclipse light | Virginia Woolf | |
| c959187 | Yet genius of a sort must have existed among women as it must have existed among the working classes. Now and again an Emily Bronte or a Robert Burns blazes out and proves its presence. But certainly it never got itself on paper. When, however, one reads of a witch being ducked, of a woman possessed by devils, of a wise woman selling herbs, or even of a very remarkable man who had a mother, then I think we are on the track of a lost novelis.. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| cffa916 | Be truthful, one would say, and the result is bound to be amazingly interesting. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| 67d3a3b | That which had pleased me once, troubled by spirit. | Dante Alighieri | ||
| 762d342 | What grief is not taken away by time? What passion will survive an unequal battle with it? I knew a man in the bloom of his still youthful powers, filled with true nobility and virtue, I knew him when he was in love, tenderly, passionately, furiously, boldly, modestly, and before me, almost before my eyes, the object of his passion - tender, beautiful as an angel - was struck down by insatiable death. I never saw such terrible fits of inner.. | Nikolai Gogol | ||
| 528339e | Everything resembles the truth, everything can happen to a man. | Nikolai Gogol | ||
| b219026 | This mountain is so formed that it is always wearisome when one begins the ascent, but becomes easier the higher one climbs. | Dante Alighieri | ||
| d4bdf66 | As the geometer intently seeks to square the circle, but he cannot reach, through thought on thought, the principle he needs, so I searched that strange sight. | Dante Alighieri | ||
| bef020f | Why now? Why not? Live or die, a man and a woman need love. There is a need in the race. We need to share. To belong. Perhaps you will die before the year is out. But remember this: to have may be taken from you, to have had never. Far better to have tasted love before dying, than to die alone. | love need | David Gemmell | |
| 6cae045 | Never violate a woman, nor harm a child. Do not lie, cheat or steal. These things are for lesser men. Protect the weak against the evil strong. And never allow thoughts of gain to lead you into the pursuit of evil. Never back away from an enemy. Either fight or surrender. It is not enough to say I will not be evil. Evil must be fought wherever it is found."The Iron Code" | David Gemmell | ||
| b6994d1 | Relationships change even more than people. It's like two people changing. It's exponentially more volatile. Especially two teenagers. | Ned Vizzini | ||
| f31b7fc | I like you a lot. Because you're funny and smart and because you seem to like me. I know that's not a good reason, but I can't help it; if a girl likes me I tend to like her back [...] I like you for all this stuff but I also kind of like you for the cuts on your face-- | Ned Vizzini | ||
| 858ee4f | Devotion is diligence without assurance. Faith is a way of saying, 'Yes, I pre-accept the terms of the universe and I am voicing in advance what I am presently incapable of understanding.' There is a reason that we refer to leaps-of-faith, because the decision to consent to any notion of divinity is a mighty jump from the rational over to the unknowable, and I don't care how diligently scholars of every religion will try to sit you down wit.. | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| 8d92778 | But the very fact that this world is so challenging is exactly why you sometimes must reach out of its jurisdiction for help, appealing to a higher authority in order to find your comfort. | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| 9df2ee7 | In my experience, this is the hardest lesson of them all. After a certain age, we are all walking around this world in bodies made of secrets and shame and sorrow and old, unhealed injuries. Our hearts grow sore and misshapen around all this pain - yet somehow, still, we carry on. | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| 2498ce6 | That's just your ego, trying to make sure it stays in charge. This is what ego does. It keeps you feeling separate, keeps you with a sense of duality, tries to convince you that you're flawed and broken and alone instead of whole. | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| 9f5b889 | One of the great paradoxes of life is that self-awareness breeds anxiety. | Irvin D. Yalom | ||
| 5e640ca | As long as he denies his own agency, real change is unlikely because his attention will be directed toward changing his environment rather than himself. | Irvin D. Yalom | ||
| 3c5f85f | Man must not attempt to dispel the ambiguity of his being but, on the contrary, accept the task of realizing it. | Simone de Beauvoir | ||
| 263b895 | America was, to them, the place that good people went to when they died. They were prepared to believe just about anything could happen in America. | death | Neil Gaiman | |
| d15ea0e | When you reach the little house, the place your journey started, you will recognize it, although it will seem much smaller than you remember. Walk up the path, and through the garden gate you never saw before but once. And then go home. Or make a home. And rest. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 9f757ea | I'm not scared of falling,' he told himself. 'The bit I'm scared of is the bit where you stop falling, and start being dead. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 2852436 | It always ends. That's what gives it value. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| bb0e312 | Hold fast," he called. "Tell me your names, and your stations." "I am the Lady Door," said Door. "I am Portico's daughter, of the House of the Arch." "I am Hunter. I am her bodyguard." "Richard Mayhew," said Richard. "Wet." | Neil Gaiman | ||
| da26ae0 | I was not so old that I would deny my own senses. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| a98258e | Fiction is the lie that tells the truth, after all. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 58899fa | Sometimes it was like Neil was from an alien planet, where people never asked for or shared anything emotional without deeply apologizing first. He assured me that he was simply British. And that we Americans, with all of our loud oversharing and need for random hugs and free admissions to people we've just met of deep, traumatic childhood wounds looks just as alien to them. | british hugs neil-gaiman oversharing random | Amanda Palmer | |
| e849163 | Is there a word for forgetting the name of someone when you want to introduce them to someone else at the same time you realize you've forgotten the name of the person you're introducing them to as well?" "No." | delirium dream gaiman postmodernism sandman | Neil Gaiman | |
| 132f5ef | There are a number of paths that lead to this place. I have been avoiding them for some small time, now. | graphic-novels | Neil Gaiman | |
| 2725a74 | The thin girl was gulping down one of Richard's bananas in what was, Richard reflected, the least erotic display of banana-eating he had ever seen. | science-fiction | Neil Gaiman | |
| af7869b | We don't have a clue what's really going down, we just kid ourselves that we're in control of our lives while a paper's thickness away things that would drive us mad if we thought about them for too long play with us, and move us around from room to room, and put us away at night when they're tired, or bored. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 250494f | Eyes as black and as shiny as chips of obsidian stared back into his. They were eyes like black holes, letting nothing out, not even information. | eyes | Neil Gaiman | |
| 869820c | He was having more fun than a barrelful of monkeys.* *Several years earlier Spider had actually been tremendously disappointed by a barrelful of monkeys. It had done nothing he had considered particularly entertaining, apart from emit interesting noises, and eventually, once the noises had stopped and the monkeys were no longer doing anything at all--except possibly on an organic level--had needed to be disposed of in the dead of night. | humor | Neil Gaiman | |
| 91fdec7 | It is a long story, and it does no credit to anyone: there is murder in it, and trickery, lies and foolishness, seduction and pursuit. Listen. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 5de47d7 | The future had suddenly become unknowable: anything could happen: the train of my life had jumped the rails and headed off across the fields and coming down the lane with me, then. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 2ba4238 | Be wise. Be brave. Be tricky. | ghost-children tricky tricky-situations wise-words | Neil Gaiman | |
| 4c7215f | After four movies, three concerts, and two-and-a-half museums, you sleep with him. It seems the right number of cultural events. | Lorrie Moore | ||
| dd0fa01 | I tried not to think about my life. I did not have any good solid plans for it long-term - no bad plans either, no plans at all - and the lostness of that, compared with the clear ambitions of my friends (marriage, children, law school), sometimes shamed me. Other times in my mind I defended such a condition as morally and intellectually superior - my life was open and ready and free - but that did not make it less lonely. | Lorrie Moore | ||
| 1db1f1a | Wake up one morning with a man you had thought you'd spend your life with, and realize, a rock in your gut, that you don't even like him. Spend a weepy afternoon in his bathroom, not coming out when he knocks. You can no longer trust your affections. People and places you think you love may be people and places you hate. | Lorrie Moore |