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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 562763d | You can't spend the whole day waiting for night to come. | Paulo Coelho | ||
| 3f80a98 | life is really generous to those who pursue their Personal Legend | Paulo Coelho | ||
| ebe09fd | The best thing, though, in that museum was that everything always stayed right where it was... The only thing that would be different would be you. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| f7d1b9f | God, I wish you could have been there. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 1724d09 | I mean how do you know what you're going to do till you do it? The answer is, you don't. I think I am, but how do I know? I swear it's a stupid question. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 6936097 | You're just being logical...You're just giving me a regular, intelligent answer. I was trying to help you. You asked me how I get out of the finite dimensions when I feel like it. I certainly don't use logic when I do it. Logic's the first thing you have to get rid of. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 9f6b4b7 | I held hands with her all the time...that doesn't sound like much, I realize, but she was terrific to hold hands with. Most girls if you hold hands with them, their goddam hand dies on you, or else they think they have to keep moving their hand all the time, as if they were afraid they'd bore you or something. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 56a2e3a | And when the event, the big change in your life, is simply an insight-- isn't that a strange thing? That absolutely nothing changes except that you see things differently and you're less fearful and less anxious and generally stronger as a result: isn't it amazing that a completely invisible thing in your head can feel realer than anything you've experienced before? | Jonathan Franzen | ||
| 0117c79 | She wondered: How could people respond to these images if images didn't secretly enjoy the same status as real things? Not that images were so powerful, but that the world was so weak. It could be read, certainly, in its weakness, as on days when the sun baked fallen apples in orchards and the valley smelled like cider, and cold nights when Jordan had driven Chadds Ford for dinner and the tires of her Chevrolet had crunched on the gravel dr.. | Jonathan Franzen | ||
| 5ce8630 | I am the illegal alien of commentary. I will do the jokes that no one else will do. | politics | Ann Coulter | |
| 6d2331f | Though the last glimpse of Erin with sorrow I see, Yet wherever thou art shall seem Erin to me; | sorrow | Thomas Moore | |
| c1f42fc | It is this potential for plasticity of the relatively stereotyped units of the nervous system that endows each of us with our individuality. | Eric R. Kandel | ||
| f2e42bc | Unlike my father, who blindly churned out one canvas after another, I had real ideas about the artistic life. Seated at my desk, my beret as tight as an acorn's cap, I projected myself into the world represented in the art books I'd borrowed from the public library. Leafing past the paintings, I would admire the photographs of the artists seated in their garrets, dressed in tattered smocks and frowning in the direction of their beefy nude m.. | David Sedaris | ||
| bcb9f84 | You know you're young when someone asks you for money and you take it as a compliment. | David Sedaris | ||
| 8e86170 | The landscape is best described as 'pedestrian hostile.' It's pointless to try to take a walk, so I generally just stay in the room and think about shooting myself in the head. | hotels humor | David Sedaris | |
| fb49647 | Cover your glass in France or Germany --even worse, in England - and in the voice of someone who has personally affronted, your host will ask why you're not drinking. 'Oh, I just don't feel like it this morning.' 'Why not?' 'I guess I'm not in the mood?' 'Well, this'll put you in the mood. Here. Drink up.' 'No, really, I'm OK.' 'Just taste it.' 'Actually, I'm sort of...well, I sort of have a problem with it.' 'Then how about half a glass? | drinking humor | David Sedaris | |
| db38135 | Of course, the diary helps me as well. 'That wasn't your position on July 7, 1991,' I'll remind Hugh an hour after we've had a fight. I'd have loved to rebut him sooner, but it takes awhile to look these things up. | journaling | David Sedaris | |
| d5f8820 | Nobody pours stuffing like you do, my friend. | David Sedaris | ||
| 880bc86 | Watch, hell,' Walt said. 'This is strip poker. What kind of homo wants to sit around and watch four guys get naked? | David Sedaris | ||
| ec16dc0 | States vote to take away my marriage rights, and even though I don't want to get married, it tends to hurt my feelings. I guess what bugs me is that it was put to a vote in the first place. If you don't want to marry a homosexual, then don't. But what gives you the right to weigh in on your neighbor's options? It's like voting on whether or not redheads should be allowed to celebrate Christmas. | David Sedaris | ||
| 21a75ca | I have had to experience so much stupidity, so many vices, so much error, so much nausea, disillusionment and sorrow, just in order to become a child again and begin anew. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| aad73b1 | One cannot apologize for something fundamental, and a child feels and knows this as well and as deeply as any sage. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 2be1a24 | Man is not by any means of fixed and enduring form (this, in spite of suspicions to the contrary on the part of their wise men, was the ideal of the ancients). He is nothing else than the narrow and perilous bridge between nature and spirit. His innermost destiny drives him on to the spirit and to God. His innermost longing draws him back to nature, the mother. Between the two forces his life hangs tremulous and irresolute. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 9cb865d | It was all a lie, it all stank, stank of lies, it all gave the illusion of meaning and happiness and beauty, and all of it was just putrefaction that no one would admit to. Bitter was the taste of the world. Life was a torment. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 13c0285 | Above all Siddartha learned from the river how to listen, to listen with a still heart, with a waiting, open soul, without passion, without desire, without judgments, without opinions. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 2d13cb5 | Doesn't your learning reveal to you that the reason why I please you and mean so much to you is because I am a kind of looking-glass for you, because there is something in me that answers you and understands you? Really, we ought all to be such looking-glasses to each other and answer and correspond to each other. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 3624b26 | If a beautiful thing were to remain beautiful for all eternity, I'd be glad, but all the same Id look at it with a colder eye. I'd say to myself: You can look at it any time, it doesn't have to be today. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 9032c28 | To such men the desperate and horrible thought has come that perhaps the whole of human life is but a bad joke, a violent and ill-fated abortion of the primal mother, a savage and dismal catastophe of nature. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| ed464d3 | Anyhow they're always exceptions. But most women, their only relationship to a man is having. Either owning or being owned. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| b6dc15c | The king was pregnant. | feminist gender sci-fi science-fiction | Ursula K. Le Guin | |
| aa18134 | The fish in the creek said nothing. Fish never do. Few people know what fish think about injustice, or anything else. | fish humor | Ursula K. Le Guin | |
| 7650892 | Oh, never and forever aren't for mortals, love. But we won't be parted till I know it's right that we part. | mythology parting | Ursula K. Le Guin | |
| 6c8cce8 | There's nothing wrong with me...except acute chronic fear. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| d79baa5 | I have given my love to what is worthy of love. Is that not the kingdom and the unperishing spring? | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| e233fb8 | Her people. Her people, waiting for ten years, but no longer. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 09151c5 | A half-wild beast, Nesta had once called me. It was an effort to not take his hand, to not reach out to him and tell him that I understood. | tamlin | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 6b2de2d | It gave him hope--hope that he had not lost his soul in the act of killing, hope that humanity could still be found, and honor could be regained . . . | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 1126819 | Though I think the real question is, who would have guessed that the solemn Captain of the Guard could be so passionate?" She lay down beside Celaena, also smiling. "I'm happy for you, my friend."Celaena smiled back. "I think ... I think I'm happy for me, too." And she was. For the first time in years, she was truly happy. The feeling curled around every thought, a tendril of hope that grew with each breath. She was afraid to look at it for.. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 4e03259 | The prince then glanced at Chaol and chuckled. "And here I was, thinking that all the ladies were out so early for Roland and me. When all of them catch a vicious cold, I'll let their fathers know that you're to blame." Chaol's cheeks colored ever so slightly. So he wasn't so ignorant of this morning audience as he led her to believe." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 283236d | Cauldron save me," she began whispering, her voice lovely and even-like music. "Mother hold me," she went on, reciting a prayer similar to one I'd heard once before, when Tamlin eased the passing of that lesser faerie who'd died in the foyer. Another of Amarantha's victims. "Guide me to you." I was unable to raise my dagger, unable to take the step that would close the distance between us. "Let me pass through the gates; let me smell that i.. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| d037aaa | You're not moving your body the correct way, Here, just let me show you. | moves tricks | Sarah J. Maas | |
| a81d0ec | But he was a filthy pirate. They were Arobynn Hamel's assassin-educated, wealthy, refined. Slavery was beneath them. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| f31dcdb | It was a voice she had heard before, deep and raspy. It made her bones crack and splinter, made her feel the astonishing cold of a winter long since passed. | fear throne-of-glass | Sarah J. Maas | |
| dd01eee | If he wanted to break her curse, he need only find a human girl willing to marry him. But not any girl--a human with ice in her heart, with hatred for our kind. A human girl willing to kill a faerie. | Sarah J. Maas |