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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 4667884 | I would." He kissed the top of my head. "I saw Ian's face; it was like his own flesh was being torn, each time Jenny screamed." My arms were around him, stroking the ridged scars on his back. "I can bear pain, myself," he said softly, "but I couldna bear yours. That would take more strength than I have." | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| a353f29 | Who gathers the withered rose? | rue | William Faulkner | |
| f27bf75 | When I was a boy I first learned how much better water tastes when it has set a while in a cedar bucket. Warmish-cool, with a faint taste like the hot July wind in Cedar trees smells. | William Faulkner | ||
| 600fc92 | That's the one trouble with this country: everything, weather, all, hangs on too long. Like our rivers, our land: opaque, slow, violent; shaping and creating the life of man in its implacable and brooding image. | William Faulkner | ||
| 9cfc169 | bababadalgharaghtakamminarronnkonnbronntonnerronntuonnthunntrovarrhounawnskawntoohoohoordenenthur-nuk! [A sound which represents the symbolic thunderclap associated with the fall of Adam and Eve.] | James Joyce | ||
| e19c783 | Stephen jerked his thumb towards the window, saying: -- That is God. Hooray! Ay! Whrrwhee! -- What? Mr Deasy asked. -- A shout in the street, Stephen answered, shrugging his shoulders. | James Joyce | ||
| dc5882f | James Joyce, in conversation with Carl Jung:)"Literary artists know more about the human mind than you fellers have a hope in hell of knowing. Ha. My craft is ebbing. I am yung and easily freudened. One of these days I'll show the lot of you what the unconscious mind is really like. I don't need any of you. In a sense I am Freud." Jung looked gloomily guilty at the name. "Yes?" "What's Freud in English?" "Joy." "Joy and Joyce. There's littl.. | Anthony Burgess | ||
| 6e35fb5 | His eyes were dimmed with tears, and, looking humbly up to heaven, he wept for the innocence he had lost. | James Joyce | ||
| 5893fba | We were always loyal to lost causes...Success for us is the death of the intellect and of the imagination. ~ Professor MacHugh | James Joyce | ||
| c12b362 | To speak of these things and to try to understand their nature and, having understood it, to try slowly and humbly and constantly to express, to press out again, from the gross earth or what it brings forth, from sound and shape and colour which are the prison gates of our soul, an image of the beauty we have come to understand--that is art. | artist | James Joyce | |
| 0342ddf | In woman's womb word is made flesh but in the spirit of the maker all flesh that passes becomes the word that shall not pass away. This is the postcreation. | James Joyce | ||
| 382eedd | He wanted to meet in the real world the unsubstantial image which his soul so constantly beheld. | James Joyce | ||
| 4c1cb98 | I resent violence or intolerance in any shape or form. It never reaches anything or stops anything. A revolution must come on the due installments plans. It's a patent absurdity on the face of it to hate people because they live round the corner and speak a different vernacular, so to speak. | James Joyce | ||
| f9a3b64 | I could call my wandering thoughts together. I had hardly any patience with the serious work of life which, now that it stood between me and my desire, seemed to me child's play, ugly monotonous child's play. | James Joyce | ||
| 7134b0e | Old father, old artificer, stand me now and ever in good stead. | James Joyce | ||
| a7d7518 | Hard writing makes easy reading. | writing | Wallace Stegner | |
| 47858e4 | It is almost worth going away because it's so lovely coming back. | Roald Dahl | ||
| 44a6c8a | We are all a great deal luckier that we realize, we usually get what we want - or near enough. | happiness luck | Roald Dahl | |
| 0eb02b3 | With frightening suddenness he now began ripping the pages out of the book in handfuls and throwing them in the waste-paper basket. Matilda froze in horror. The father kept going. There seemed little doubt that the man felt some kind of jealousy. How dare she, he seemed to be saying with each rip of a page, how dare she enjoy reading books when he couldn't? How dare she? | intelligent matilda roald-dahl shocking | Roald Dahl | |
| 1508ba2 | Certain things, certain events, seem inexplicable only for a time: up to the moment when the veil is torn aside. | Elie Wiesel | ||
| a4762cf | Just as there are predatory birds, so there are predatory ideas: I came under their spell. . . .Just as the survivors say that no one will ever understand the victims, what I must tell you is that you will never understand the executioners. | Elie Wiesel | ||
| 734a51d | You're shaking ... so am I. It's because of Jerusalem, isn't it? One doesn't go to Jerusalem, one returns to it. That's one of its mysteries. | Elie Wiesel | ||
| ab9a935 | The story is told that when Joe was a child his cousins emptied his Christmas stocking and replaced the gifts with horse manure. Joe took one look and bolted for the door, eyes glittering with excitement. 'Wait, Joe, where are you going? What did ol' Santa bring you?' According to the story Joe paused at the door for a piece of rope. 'Brought me a bran'-new pony but he got away. I'll catch 'em if I hurry.' And ever since then it seemed that.. | Ken Kesey | ||
| 514daad | What's the use of falling in love if you both remain inertly as you were? | Mary McCarthy | ||
| 723d016 | His affections, like ivy, were the growth of time, they implied no aptness in the object. | Robert Louis Stevenson | ||
| 625989c | It was Silver's voice, and before I had heard a dozen words, I would not have shown myself for all the world. I lay there, trembling and listening, in the extreme of fear and curiostiy, for, in those dozen words, I understood that the lives of all the honest men aboard depended on me alone. | Robert Louis Stevenson | ||
| 3c42389 | Young cat! If you keep Your eyes open enough, Oh, the stuff you will learn! The most wonderful stuff! | Dr. Seuss | ||
| f74d023 | Reality is subjective, and there's an unenlightened tendency in this culture to regard something as 'important' only if 'tis sober and severe. Sure and still you're right about your Cheerful Dum, only they're not so much happy as lobotomized. But your Gloomy Smart are just as ridiculous. When you're unhappy, you get to pay a lot of attention to yourself. And you get to take yourself oh so very seriously. Your truly happy people, which is to.. | Tom Robbins | ||
| 61b78c9 | He was rowed down from the north in a leather skiff manned by a crew of trolls. His fur cape was caked with candle wax, his brow stained blue by wine - though the latter was seldom noticed due to the fox mask he wore at-all times. A quill in his teeth, a solitary teardrop a-squirm in his palm, he was the young poet prince of Montreal, handsome, immaculate, searching for sturdier doors to nail his poignant verses on. In Manhattan, grit drif.. | Tom Robbins | ||
| 6ae0bdc | Every individual has to assume responsibility for his or her own actions, even the poor and the young. A social system that decrees otherwise is inviting intellectual atrophy and spiritual stagnation. | Tom Robbins | ||
| bc1bcd0 | Summer had come to sit on New York's face. | Tom Robbins | ||
| a591b13 | Hardly a pure science, history is closer to animal husbandry than it is to mathematics in that it involves selective breeding. The principal difference between the husbandryman and the historian is that the former breeds sheep or cows or such and the latter breeds (assumed) facts. The husbandryman uses his skills to enrich the future, the historian uses his to enrich the past. Both are usually up to their ankles in bullshit. | Tom Robbins | ||
| dec56f7 | I define a leader as anyone who takes responsibility for finding the potential in people and processes, and who has the courage to develop that potential. | Brené Brown | ||
| e6d347c | We're all grateful for people who write and speak in ways that help us remember that we're not alone. | Brené Brown | ||
| 1bcbc3e | People may call what happens at midlife "a crisis," but it's not. It's an unraveling--a time when you feel a desperate pull to live the life you want to live, not the one you're "supposed" to live. The unraveling is a time when you are challenged by the universe to let go of who you think you are supposed to be and to embrace who you are." | Brené Brown | ||
| 31e87f6 | One of the greatest challenges of becoming myself has been acknowledging that I'm not who I thought I was supposed to be or who I always pictured myself being. | Brené Brown | ||
| cc45e92 | Our stories are not meant for everyone. Hearing them is a privilege, and we should always ask ourselves this before we share: "Who has earned the right to hear my story?" If we have one or two people in our lives who can sit with us and hold space for our shame stories, and love us for our strengths and struggles, we are incredibly lucky." | Brené Brown | ||
| ee9982c | If you're too happy about anything, fate usually gives you a good sock in the jaw and knocks you down. | Madeleine L'Engle | ||
| ea22b24 | Man wants to see nature and evolution as separate from human activities. There is a natural world, and there is man. But man also belongs to the natural world. If he is a ferocious predator, that too is part of evolution. If cod and haddock and other species cannot survive because man kills them, something more adaptable will take their place. Nature, the ultimate pragmatist, doggedly searches for something that works. But as the cockroach .. | ecology evolution extinction humans natural-world nature science | Mark Kurlansky | |
| ec883ae | I am not some kind of computer. Only machines have glib answers for everything. | Madeleine L'Engle | ||
| 14c4b99 | To love is to be vulnerable; and it is only in vulnerability and risk--not safety and security--that we overcome darkness. | Madeleine L'Engle | ||
| e6c9852 | That day I vowed to myself that I would never, ever again give that bitch the satisfaction of hearing me beg her to stop beating me. | Dave Pelzer | ||
| 1e68c06 | We are not hated because we practice democracy, value freedom, or uphold human rights. We are hated because our government denies these things to people in Third World countries whose resources are coveted by our multinational corporations. That hatred we have sown has come back to haunt us in the form of terrorism. | Howard Zinn | ||
| 116ae22 | Doors are going to open-doors you can't even imagine exist. | Julie Powell |