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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 2cf1b7f | Thus did I bear Sir Lancelot de Lac to the Keep of Ganleon, whom I trusted like a brother. That is to say, not at all. | Roger Zelazny | ||
| f2d9562 | Did you ever look back at some moment in your past and have it suddenly grow so vivid that all the intervening years seemed brief, dreamlike, impersonal--the motions of a May afternoon surrendered to routine? | past remembering years | Roger Zelazny | |
| 041c939 | We fought.' 'A duel?' 'Nothing that formal. A simultaneous decision to murder one another is more like it. | Roger Zelazny | ||
| 9249492 | I walked among Shadows, and found a race of furry creatures, dark and clawed and fanged, reasonably manlike, and about as intelligent as a freshman in the high school of your choice-sorry, kids, but what I mean is they were loyal, devoted, honest, and too easily screwed by bastards like me and my brother. I felt like the dee-jay of your choice. | Roger Zelazny | ||
| ceada3b | I love you," he whispered. "If you get yourself killed, I will never forgive you." | Tamora Pierce | ||
| 2b5bfbb | Nestor beckoned to me and I dismounted with care.I handed the reins to the boy with thanks. I do not wish to see that hard-charging bag of bones again, unless it is in my soup. | riding | Tamora Pierce | |
| a9f3bcd | Sooner or later your fingers close on that one moist-cold spud that the spade has accidentally sliced clean through, shining wetly white and giving off the most unearthly of earthly aromas. It's the smell of fresh soil in the spring, but fresh soil somehow distilled or improved upon, as if that wild, primordial scene has been refined and bottled: . You can smell the cold inhuman earth in it, but there's the cozy kitchen to, for the smell o.. | Michael Pollan | ||
| 9e8dcb6 | Normal waking consciousness feels perfectly transparent, and yet it is less a window on reality than the product of our imaginations-a kind of controlled hallucination. | consciousness predictive-coding reality | Michael Pollan | |
| f11e505 | Well, in a world where so few of us are obliged to cook at all anymore, to choose to do so is to lodge a protest against specialization--against the total rationalization of life. Against the infiltration of commercial interests into every last cranny of our lives. To cook for the pleasure of it, to devote a portion of our leisure to it, is to declare our independence from the corporations seeking to organize our every waking moment into ye.. | corporate-resistance | Michael Pollan | |
| 9ff98e7 | But carbon 13 [the carbon from corn] doesn't lie, and researchers who have compared the isotopes in the flesh or hair of Americans to those in the same tissues of Mexicans report that it is now we in the North who are the true people of corn.... Compared to us, Mexicans today consume a far more varied carbon diet: the animals they eat still eat grass (until recently, Mexicans regarded feeding corn to livestock as a sacrilege); much of their.. | food industrial-food western-diet | Michael Pollan | |
| e710f0b | At last my heart was too full. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 902be6b | For though your mind is active enough, your heart is darkened with corruption, and without a pure heart there can be no full or genuine sensibility. | ref-1-xi | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | |
| 6676490 | n m yHrk l'Hlm fyn hy lrGb@ wlys l`ql, hw lqlb wlys lr's | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| bab32a3 | thm nk t`wzk lbsT@.. nk tntqd, tusrf fy ltfkyr ..r'sk hw wHdh ldhy y`ml !! wn kbryy'k qwy@, wlknk l tjrw' `l~ tHqyq shy' | الكبرياء النفس | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | |
| 39b07c2 | A special form of misery had begun to oppress him of late. There was nothing poignant, nothing acute about it; but there was a feeling of permanence, of eternity about it; it brought a foretaste of hopeless years of this cold leaden misery, a foretaste of an eternity "on a square yard of space." | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 6ddc551 | Ivan) Hold your tongue, or I'll kill you! (The devil) You'll kill me? No, excuse me, I will speak. I came to treat myself to that pleasure. Oh, I love the dreams of my ardent young friends, quivering with eagerness for life! 'There are new men,' you decided last spring, when you were meaning to come here, 'they propose to destroy everything and begin with cannibalism. Stupid fellows! they didn't ask my advice! I maintain that nothing need b.. | moral-law science truth | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | |
| 31d6c6a | The Idiot. I have read it once, and find that I don't remember the events of the book very well--or even all the principal characters. But mostly the 'portrait of a truly beautiful person' that dostoevsky supposedly set out to write in that book. And I remember how Myshkin seemed so simple when I began the book, but by the end, I realized how I didn't understand him at all. the things he did. Maybe when I read it again it will be different... | existentialism idiot | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | |
| 31d1e02 | All my life I did not want it to be only words. This is why I lived, because I kept not wanting it. And now, too, every day I want it not to be words. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| a089c12 | It is easier for a Russian to become an Atheist, than for any other nationality in the world. And not only does a Russian 'become an Atheist,' but he actually BELIEVES IN Atheism, just as though he had found a new faith, not perceiving that he has pinned his faith to a negation. Such is our anguish of thirst! | belief christianity faith russia | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | |
| c672f6e | If there is God, then the will is all his, and I cannot get out of his will. If not, the will is all mine, and it is my duty to proclaim self-will." "Self-will? And why is it your duty?" "Because the will has all become mine. Can it be that no one on the whole planet, having ended God and believed in self-will, dares to proclaim self-will to the fullest point? It's as if a poor man received an inheritance, got scared, and doesn't dare go ne.. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| ad21715 | Where poverty ceases, avarice begins. | Honoré de Balzac | ||
| 9d0ae3c | As I paddle along, I slowly become aware that it's been fear keeping me out of this pool for so many years. I never came here before because I was afraid I'd make a fool of myself by not having the endurance to complete a lap. The swimming wasn't what scared me; failure was. My fear locked me in a state of arrested development for so many years. Fear kept me from tackling my weight, which I understand has simply been symptomatic of my great.. | Jen Lancaster | ||
| c1a57b8 | It's people like you who change history. People like me--we just let things happen to us. | Margaret Peterson Haddix | ||
| 0454474 | That porch is a happy-looking place, and my father - burdened, stoop-shouldered, cadaverously thin - doesn't seem to belong on it. | house out-of-place worries worry | Margaret Peterson Haddix | |
| 029bb48 | Why be elated by material profit?" Father replied. "The one who pursues a goal of evenmindedness is neither jubilant with gain nor depressed by loss. He knows that man arrives penniless in this world, and departs without a single rupee." | Paramahansa Yogananda | ||
| 6b0943c | If you don't invite God to be your summer Guest, He won't come in the winter of your life. | Paramahansa Yogananda | ||
| 352791a | The human mind is a spark of the almighty consciousness of God. I could show you that whatever your powerful mind believes very intensely would instantly come to pass. | Paramahansa Yogananda | ||
| 1195b09 | Usually, even a non-Christian knows something about the earth, the heavens, and the other elements of the world, about the motion and orbit of the stars and even their size and relative positions, about the predictable eclipses of the sun and moon, the cycles of the years and the seasons, about the kinds of animals, shrubs, stones, and so forth, and this knowledge he holds to as being certain from reason and experience. Now, it is a disgrac.. | Augustine of Hippo | ||
| b295191 | I dream of your voice, daydream about it. I spend a good part of my day thinking up ways to make you laugh, counting the hours before I can hold you--just hold you--to feel you breathe, feel your heartbeat. I've memorized your walk. I even look forward to your butchering of the German language and discovering which T-shirt you'll wear. I want to tell everyone about you, how brilliant you are, how generous and kind and amazing you are, and I.. | Penny Reid | ||
| 45f033f | I might cry later, at home, while watching Steel Magnolias and dressed like a homeless person. Sometimes I applied mascara before crying just to heighten the experience. | Penny Reid | ||
| 80af97c | Holding a grudge is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die. | Penny Reid | ||
| 16aec9e | If I told you I love you now How many seconds would it take How long would you allow All that I am to break I turn away Before you can see How badly I need you to stay With me | mustache penny-reid romance | Penny Reid | |
| 5247c8a | We can't change the past. But we can change how much importance we allow it to have over our future. | Penny Reid | ||
| 34538db | Greg's eyes narrowed on me, but this mouth curved to one side. "I don't know . . . that feels like something Hitler would say." | Penny Reid | ||
| dfb6cc7 | You can't move people to action unless you first move them with emotion.... The heart comes before the head. | John C. Maxwell | ||
| fe7dc66 | It is often said, inside the Church and out of it, that there is something grotesque about lectures on the sexual life when delivered by those who have shunned it. Given the way that the Church forbids women to preach, this point is usually made about men. But given how much this Church allows the fanatical to preach, it might be added that the call to go forth and multiply, and to take no thought for the morrow, sounds grotesque when utt.. | church mother-teresa sexual-life | Christopher Hitchens | |
| 0b961df | Evolution is, as well as smarter than we are, infinitely more callous and cruel, and also capricious. | Christopher Hitchens | ||
| d3f0b2e | Hardest of all, as one becomes older, is to accept that sapient remarks can be drawn from the most unwelcome or seemingly improbable sources, and that the apparently more trustworthy sources can lead one astray. | ageing henry-kissinger old-age sources wisdom | Christopher Hitchens | |
| 8c1a0c7 | If the Palestinian people really wish to decide that they will battle to the very end to prevent partition or annexation of even an inch of their ancestral soil, then I have to concede that that is their right. I even think that a sixty-year rather botched experiment in marginal quasi-statehood is something that the Jewish people could consider abandoning. It represents barely an instant in our drawn-out and arduous history, and it's alread.. | final-solution gaza israel israeli-palestinian-conflict jews judaea-and-samaria palestine palestinians partition sinai suicide-attack tel-aviv ze-ev-jabotinsky | Christopher Hitchens | |
| 276b81e | How is the United States at once the most conservative and commercial AND the most revolutionary society on Earth? | conservatism radicalism united-states | Christopher Hitchens | |
| f533c2d | The saints, too, had wandering minds. The saints, too, had constantly to recall their constantly wandering mind-child home. They became saints because they continued to go after the little wanderer, like the Good Shepherd. | god prayer saints | Peter Kreeft | |
| 40034f7 | Like apes, we breed, sleep, and die. Yet like God we say, "I am." We are ontological oxymorons." | christianity god jesus-shock ontological-oxymoron ontology oxymoron philosophy spirituality theology | Peter Kreeft | |
| ad15830 | Maybe love is like a pendulum. It swings back and forth, slowly, steadily, and sometimes you don't know where it will come to rest. | Tracey Garvis-Graves | ||
| 6ff2ac0 | The fortnight at Venice passed quickly and sweetly-- perhaps too sweetly; I was drowning in honey, stingless. | Evelyn Waugh |