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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| f21f690 | Does Britannia, when she sleeps, dream? Is America her dream?-- in which all that cannot pass in the metropolitan Wakefulness is allow'd Expression away in the restless Slumber of these Provinces, and on West-ward, wherever 'tis not yet mapp'd, nor written down, nor ever, by the majority of Mankind, seen,-- serving as a very Rubbish-Tip for subjunctive Hopes, for all that may yet be true,-- Earthly Paradise, Fountain of Youth, Realms of Pre.. | Thomas Pynchon | ||
| 0cebe7b | A schlemihl is a schlemihl. What can you "make" out of one? What can one make out of himself? You reach a point, and Profane knew he had reached it, where you know how much you can and cannot do. But every now and again he got attacks of acute optimism." -- | Thomas Pynchon | ||
| d785947 | Young Tchitcherine was the one who brought up political narcotics. Opiates of the people. Wimpe smiled back. An old, old smile to chill even the living fire in Earth's core. "Marxist dialectics? That's an opiate, eh?" "It's the antidote." "No." It can go either way. The dope salesman may know everything that's ever going to happen to Tchitcherine, and decide it's no use--or, out of the moment's velleity, lay it right out for the young foo.. | Thomas Pynchon | ||
| 7db0ca1 | What was "walking on water," if it wasn't Bible talk for surfing?" | Thomas Pynchon | ||
| a271605 | You know what a miracle is. Not what Bakunin said. But another world's intrusion into this one. Most of the time we coexist peacefully, but when we do touch there's cataclysm. | Thomas Pynchon | ||
| 98f4ab0 | the one Word that rips apart the day... | Thomas Pynchon | ||
| 8998890 | Aeschylus writes, "In our sleep, pain that cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart and in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom through the awful grace of God." | suffering wisdom | Madeleine L'Engle | |
| 9358531 | Behind the violence of the birthing of galaxies and stars and planets came a quiet and tender melody, a gentle love song. All the raging of creation, the continuing hydrogen explosions on the countless suns, the heaving of planetary bodies, all was enfolded in a patient, waiting love. | Madeleine L'Engle | ||
| 029c3c0 | The images were gone, but Calvin was there, was with her, was part of her. She had moved beyond knowing him in sensory images to that place which is beyond images. Now she was kything Calvin, not red hair, or freckles, or eager blue eyes, or the glowing smile; nor was she hearing the deep voice with the occasional treble cracking; not any of this, but - Calvin. She was with Calvin, kything with every atom of her being, returning to him all.. | Madeleine L'Engle | ||
| 9e57bbf | If thou could'st empty all thyself of self Like to a shell dishabited Then might He find thee on the ocean shelf And say This is not dead and fill thee with Himself instead. But thou art all replete with very thou And hast such shrewd activity That when He comes He says This is enow Unto itself - 'twere better let it be It is so small and full there is no room for me. | Madeleine L'Engle | ||
| 1a90450 | He spoke her name as though he held cinnamon in his mouth. | Tracy Chevalier | ||
| 9c99e9a | Porque los hombres podian cerrar los ojos ante la grandeza, ante el horror, ante la belleza, y cerrar los oidos a las melodias o las palabras seductoras, pero no podian sustraerse al perfume. Porque el perfume era hermano del aliento. Con el se introducia en los hombres y si estos querian vivir, tenian que respirarlo. Y una vez en su interior, el perfume iba directo al corazon y alli decidia de modo categorico entre inclinacion y desprecio,.. | dominio perfume | Patrick Süskind | |
| 8911c0b | if you could not close a door behind you to take a shit in the city - even if it was just the door to a shared toilet - if this one, most essential freedom was taken away from you, the freedom, that is, to withdraw from other people when necessity called, then all other freedoms were worthless. Then life had no more meaning. Then it would be better to be dead. | Patrick Süskind | ||
| 9c5925b | I had been tricked once by that Cheat called love, but the Game was over... | Daniel Defoe | ||
| 1da6183 | I laughed. Partly at the joke, partly at how Afghan humor never changed. Wars were waged, the Internet was invented, and a robot had rolled on the surface of Mars, and in Afghanistan we were still telling Mullah Nasruddin jokes. | truthful | Khaled Hosseini | |
| d475f10 | m 'Gn~ hdhh l'kdhyb ,,rjl GnyW ykhbr 'kdhyb GnyW@ ,,! | Khaled Hosseini | ||
| 086cf13 | I'm all you have in this world Mariam, and when I'm gone you'll have nothing. You ARE nothing! | nana tough world | Khaled Hosseini | |
| 3352b65 | But Mariam hardly noticed, hardly cared...the future did not matter. And the past held only this wisdom: that Love was a damaging mistake and its accomplice, Hope, a treacherous illusion. | war | Khaled Hosseini | |
| be4660c | Mistress Mary, quite contrary, How does your garden grow? With Silver Bells, and Cockle Shells, And marigolds all in a row. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 7c481bb | The question is not what anybody deserves. The question is who is to take on the God-like role of deciding what everybody else deserves. You can talk about "social justice" all you want. But what death taxes boil down to is letting politicians take money from widows and orphans to pay for goodies that they will hand out to others, in order to buy votes to get reelected. That is not social justice or any other kind of justice." | Thomas Sowell | ||
| 9b8b1e4 | If facts, logic, and scientific procedures are all just arbitrarily "socially constructed" notions, then all that is left is consensus--more specifically peer consensus, the kind of consensus that matters to adolescents or to many among the intelligentsia." | Thomas Sowell | ||
| 9314179 | You mean that a Frenchman could share with a friend and yet not go to prison?' 'Share? Do you mean unite? If both are of age and avoid public indecency, certainly.' 'Will the law ever be that in England?' 'I doubt it. England has always been disinclined to accept human nature. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 1c6eb71 | Expansion. That is the idea the novelist must cling to. Not completion. Not rounding off, but opening out. | expansion opening-up writing | E.M. Forster | |
| ada9e9a | They had never struggled, and only a struggle twists sentimentality and lust together into love. | E.M. Forster | ||
| be53a45 | There's never any great risk as long as you have money. | risk | E.M. Forster | |
| c8a7723 | How can the mind take hold of such a country? Generations of invaders have tried, but they remain in exile. The important towns they build are only retreats, their quarrels the malaise of men who cannot find their way home. India knows of their trouble. She knows of the whole world's trouble, to its uttermost depth. She calls "Come" through her hundred mouths, through objects ridiculous and august. But come to what? She has never defined. S.. | literature travel | E.M. Forster | |
| 5b61d9b | How you are in this place that has been sealed since the time of Caesar Augustus?" one of the archaeologists demanded in amazement. "I was looking for my sister," Dan quipped. "Your ?" "Oh--here she is." Dan reached through the opening and hauled out an equally grubby Amy." | Gordon Korman | ||
| 872e487 | Music is a wind that blows away the years, memories, and fear, that crouching animal I carry inside me. | island-beneath-the-sea music zarité | Isabel Allende | |
| 3dc4ed4 | l yksb mn ymlk lHq, wnWm mn yHsn lmswm@. | Isabel Allende | ||
| 9eb5d7c | I felt an unrelenting restlessness. It was the first time I had ever experienced jealousy, and that emotion clung to my skin day and night like a dark stain, a contamination I could not shed; it became so unbearable that when finally I rid myself of it, I was freed forever of the desire to possess another person or the temptation ever to belong to anyone. | Isabel Allende | ||
| 5f21665 | They could not understand the advantage of living contrary to their inclinations in this world in order to enjoy a hypothetical well-being in another. | Isabel Allende | ||
| 73fc166 | Socially inferior animals are the ones that make the most strenuous, resourceful efforts to get to know their keepers. They prove to be the ones most faithful to them...it is a fact commonly known in the trade. | Yann Martel | ||
| e35b278 | If you are pitched into misery, remember that your days on this earth are counted and you might as well make the best of those you have left. | Yann Martel | ||
| 128cc30 | Repetition is important in the training not only of animals but also of humans." Yann Martel in Life of Pi, Page 25" | Yann Martel | ||
| bffa174 | I was weeping because Richard Parker had left me so unceremoniously. What a terrible thing it is to botch a farewell...it's important in life to conclude things properly. Only then can you let go. Otherwise you are left with words you should have said but never did, and your heart is heavy with remorse | Yann Martel | ||
| bf01e47 | I was not wounded in any part of my body, but I had never experienced such intense pain, such a ripping of the nerves, such an ache of the heart. | Yann Martel | ||
| bcfffb9 | Sirius was a brave, clever, and energetic man, and such men are not usually content to sit at home in hiding while they believe others to be in danger. | fantasy harry-potter hp order-of-the-phoenix sirius-black | J.K. Rowling | |
| b65bbbf | And now a chill settled over them where they stood, and Harry heard the rasping breath of the dementors that patrolled the outer trees. They would not affect him now. The fact of his own survival burned inside him, a talisman against them, as though his father's stag kept guardian in his heart. | J.K. Rowling | ||
| 5e6cc60 | Don't let Ron see what's on those Slytherin's badges," she whispered urgently. Harry looked questioningly at her, but she shook her head warningly; Ron had just ambled over to them, looking lost and desparate. "Good luck, Ron," said Hermione, standing on tiptoe and kissing him on the cheek. "And you, Harry --" Ron seemed to come to himself slightly as they walked back across the Great Hall. He touched the spot on his face where Hermione had.. | kiss ron-weasley | J.K. Rowling | |
| f764fbb | Studying the young woman's long thin legs, Tessa wondered how different her life would have been if she had had legs like that. She could not help but suspect that it would have been almost entirely different. | J.K. Rowling | ||
| 4b15dec | How d'you spell 'belligerent'?" said Ron, shaking his quill very hard while staring at his parchment. "It can't be B -- U -- M --" "No, it isn't," said Hermione. "And 'augury' doesn't begin O -- R -- G either." | J.K. Rowling | ||
| e61b321 | Kreacher said nothing," said the elf, with a second bow to George, adding in a clear undertone, "and there's its twin, unnatural little beasts they are." | twins | J.K. Rowling | |
| c8c327f | Everything went pitch-black and the next thing I knew, I was being hurled headfirst out of the room!" "And you didn't see that coming?" said Harry, unable to help himself. "No, I did not, as I say, it was pitch --" Professor Trelawny stopped and glared at him suspiciously." | J.K. Rowling | ||
| 4e42dce | I have been careless, and so have been thwarted by luck and chance, those wreckers of all but the best laid plans. | J.K. Rowling |