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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 4f4a23b | There is a fatality about good resolutions - that they are always made too late | Oscar Wilde | ||
| ea9be89 | It's tragic how few people ever 'possess their souls' before they die. 'Nothing is more rare in any man', says Emerson, 'than an act of his own.' It is quite true. Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their life is a mimicry, their passions a quotation. | Oscar Wilde | ||
| ee086ce | The sky was pure opal now. | Oscar Wilde | ||
| 0efc24b | Does the giraffe know what he's for? Or care? Or even think about his place in things? A giraffe has a black tongue twenty-seven inches long and no vocal cords. A giraffe has nothing to say. He just goes on giraffing. | giraffe | Robert Fulghum | |
| 3446828 | Not many people can lay claim to having broken Time, and we did it purely by accident. | James A. Owen | ||
| 3f8db1b | said Jack matter-of-factly. "I'm a man. We're made to think more quickly." | gender | James A. Owen | |
| 629aa5c | Like every living thing its prime characteristic is a blind, unreasoned instinct to survive. | Robert A. Heinlein | ||
| 6b4fc1c | Season late, day late, sun just down, and the sky Cold gunmetal but with a wash of live rose, and she, From water the color of sky except where Her motion has fractured it to shivering splinters of silver, Rises. Stands on the raw grass. Against The new-curdling night of spruces, nakedness Glimmers and, at bosom and flank, drips With fluent silver. The man, Some ten strokes out, but now hanging Motionless in the gunmetal water, feet Cold .. | love nudity warren | Robert Penn Warren | |
| a2c77a5 | Poetry began in the matriarchal age, and derives its magic from the moon, not from the sun. No poet can hope to understand the nature of poetry unless he has had a vision of the Naked King crucified to the lopped oak, and watched the dancers, red-eyed from the acrid smoke of the sacrificial fires, stamping out the measure of the dance, their bodies bent uncouthly forward, with a monotonous chant of "Kill! kill! kill!" and "Blood! blood! blo.. | Robert Graves | ||
| d736bcb | Death isn't funny." "Then why are there so many jokes about death? Jill, with us -- us humans -- death is so sad that we must laugh at it." | Robert A. Heinlein | ||
| 2261e74 | God forbid that I should ever be a good influence on anybody. | Robert A. Heinlein | ||
| ede7e73 | I have spent too much of my life opening doors for cats--I once calculated that, since the dawn of civilization, nine hundred and seventy-eight man-centuries have been used up that way. I could show you figures. | Robert A. Heinlein | ||
| 126c288 | Victory in defeat, there is none higher. She didn't give up, Ben; she's still trying to lift that stone after it has crushed her. She's a father working while cancer eats away his insides, to bring home one more pay check. She's a twelve-year-old trying to mother her brothers and sisters because mama had to go to Heaven. She's a switchboard operator sticking to her post while smoke chokes her and fire cuts off her escape. She's all the unsu.. | victory-defeat | Robert A. Heinlein | |
| cbabeca | I happen to be of an almost extinct breed, an old-fashioned gentleman--which means I can be a real revolving son of a bitch when it suits me. | old-fashioned sob | Robert A. Heinlein | |
| e56ad0e | Government! Three-fourths parasitic and the rest stupid fumbling - oh, Harshaw concluded that man, a social animal, could not avoid government, any more than an individual could escape bondage to his bowels. But simply because an evil was inescapable was no reason to term it "good." He wished that government would wander off and get lost! (96)" | Robert A. Heinlein | ||
| 360c3ca | In those days, there was no money to buy books. | memoir reading | Ernest Hemingway | |
| f7cef9c | He told me how he had first met her during the war and then lost her and won her back, and about their marriage and then about something tragic that had happened to them at St-Raphael about a year ago. This first version that he told me of Zelda . and a French naval aviator falling in love was truly a sad story and I believe it was a true story. Later he told me other versions of it as though trying them for use in a novel, but none was as .. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| f824345 | He had never quarreled much with this woman, while with the women that he loved he had quarreled so much they had finally, always, with the corrosion of the quarreling, killed what they had together. He had loved too much, demanded too much, and he wore it all out. | love quarrel | Ernest Hemingway | |
| dd1e148 | Never delay kissing a pretty girl or opening a bottle of whiskey. | life quotes whiskey woman | Ernest Hemingway | |
| 8f8ff4f | Mr. Barnes, it is because I have lived very much that now I can enjoy everything so well | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| ebe6705 | You felt, in spite of all bureaucracy and inefficiency and party strife something that was like the feeling you expected to have and did not have when you made your first communion. It was a feeling of consecration to a duty toward all of the oppressed of the world which would be as difficult and embarrasing to speak about as religious experience and yet it was as authentic as the feeling you had when you heard Bach, or stood in Chartres Ca.. | politics rebellion religion revolution war | Ernest Hemingway | |
| b313da3 | He did not say that because he knew that if you said a good thing it might not happen. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| 8adf337 | I would walk along the quais when I had finished work or when I was trying to think something out. It was easier to think if I was walking and doing something or seeing people doing something that they understood. | understanding walking work writing | Ernest Hemingway | |
| 6fe89e0 | In the early morning on the lake sitting in the stern of the boat with his father rowing, he felt quite sure that he would never die. | death dying morning rowboat | Ernest Hemingway | |
| 35d9d7b | I am drunk, seest thou? When I am not drunk I do not talk. You have never heard me talk much. But an intelligent man is sometimes forced to be drunk to spend his time with fools. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| 2f568f1 | There is something infinitely better than happily-ever-after. There is happiness. Happiness is a living, dynamic thing, Eve, and has to be worked on every moment for the rest of our lives. It is a far more exciting prospect than that silly static idea of a happily-ever-after. Would you not agree?" - Aidan Bedwyn" | Mary Balogh | ||
| 70f71ec | I think of Krishna and his deep blue eyes. It is said, in the hidden scriptures in India, that to focus on the eyes of the Lord is the highest spiritual practice a human being can proform. It's suppose to be equal to the greatest act of charity, which Jesus describes in the Bible as sacrificing one's life to save the life of another. The Vedas, the Bible, it's true, they overlap a lot. Maybe gazing into Krishna's eyes... Pain...Pain...Pain... | Christopher Pike | ||
| 80c26df | and it occurred to me that people who don't talk about themselves are limiting their own potential. They think they're guarding themselves for some sort of abstract dange, but they're actually allowing other people to decide who they are and what they're like. | Chuck Klosterman | ||
| 04b501d | The message of "The Winner Takes It All" is straightforward: It argues that the concept of relationships ending on mutual terms is an emotional fallacy. One person is inevitably okay and the other is inevitably devastated." | Chuck Klosterman | ||
| 3bd7f82 | Mostly, we argued about who which of us was better at arguing, and particularly about who had won the previous argument. | Chuck Klosterman | ||
| c71dc19 | I don't think there is any such thing as an ordinary mortal. Everybody has his own possibility of rapture in the experience of life. All he has to do is recognize it and then cultivate it and get going with it. I always feel uncomfortable when people speak about ordinary mortals because I've never met an ordinary man, woman, or child. | ordinary-people specialness | Joseph Campbell | |
| 8df2669 | Revolution doesn't have to do with smashing something; it has to do with bringing something forth. If you spend all your time thinking about that which you are attacking, then you are negatively bound to it. You have to find the zeal in yourself and bring that out. | change enthusiasm inner-strength inner-voice negative-thinking negativity positive-thinking revolution | Joseph Campbell | |
| 6aa4544 | How teach again, however, what has been taught correctly and incorrectly learned a thousand thousand times, throughout the millenniums of mankind's prudent folly? That is the hero's ultimate difficult task. | Joseph Campbell | ||
| f628a66 | But she's not, and I am left to wonder on my own: How does this work, the getting to know a new guy without revealing too much desperation for his undivided attention? | Rachel Cohn | ||
| d99debc | Beauty's not only skin deep. Just because a person is beautiful doesn't mean there's no soul beneath. Doesn't mean that person hasn't suffered like everyone else, doesn't mean they don't hope to still be a good human being in an awful world. (Gabriel) | judgement life perspective true | Rachel Cohn | |
| 142db09 | Dumped doesn't even begin to describe it. If you're going to use a trash metaphor, incinerated is more like it. | Rachel Cohn | ||
| 28b49ae | Friendship is love as much as any romance. And like any love, it's difficult and treacherous and confusing. But in the moment when your knees touch, there's nothing else you could ever want. | love | Rachel Cohn | |
| ed473c8 | That's what I like about sports. No matter if everyone playing the game speaks completely different languages, on the field, or the court, wherever they are playing, the language of moves and passes and scores is all the same. Universal. | Rachel Cohn | ||
| da59b11 | Because when I looked at you across that table at the diner, no one else existed. And whether or not anything happens between you and me, it took meeting you to show me what I was missing. | J.R. Ward | ||
| 4676584 | Qhuinn didn't know what the fuck was up. People fucking poofing it in and out of the fucking foyer, shit going south... until Autumn came the fuck back. If there had ever been a time to drop the f-bomb, tonight was it. | J.R. Ward | ||
| a22abbf | Her bra was cotton and white and, bless its little frickin' heart, had a front clasp. | J.R. Ward | ||
| 2f1bb6e | You so need to lighten up about that potato-launcher incident," Butch said. Phury rolled his eyes and eased back in the banquette. "You broke my window." "Of course we did. V and I were aiming for it." "Twice." "Thus proving that he and I are outstanding marksmen." -- J.R. Ward (Lover Unbound" | J.R. Ward | ||
| 1a0d5dd | Before Butch knew what was doing, V grabbed his forearm, bent down, and licked the cut, sealing it up quick. Butch yanked out of his roommate's hold. "Jesus, V! What if that blood's contaminated!" "It's fine. Just f-" With a boneless lurch, Vishous gasped and collapsed against the wall, eyes rolling back in his head, body twitching. "Oh, God...!" Butch reached out in horror- Only to have V cut the seizure off and calmly take a drink from hi.. | black-dagger-brotherhood butch butch-vishous j-r-ward lover-revealed vishous | J.R. Ward | |
| b2fcc92 | He was having an illicit affair... with his own mate. | lover-reborn xhex | J.R. Ward |