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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 6417def | And this of course, was the simplest definition of depression that he knew of: strongly disliking yourself. | Jonathan Franzen | ||
| 20c336d | Being dead's only a problem if you know you're dead, which you never do because you're dead! | Jonathan Franzen | ||
| f0dbf0a | Fiction is a particularly effective way for strangers to connect across time and distance | Jonathan Franzen | ||
| c7324e5 | You ever watch a football game and get totally into it? Why? It's not a real battle. It's just a game somebody made up. So how can you take it seriously? Or, you ever see a movie that made your heart about jump out of your chest? Or one that made you cry? Why? It wasn't real. You ever look at a photo of food that made your mouth water? Why? You can't eat the picture. . . . . . Same thing with water towers and God. I don't have to be a belie.. | Pete Hautman | ||
| 9b16936 | During the dark night there is no choice but to surrender control, give in to unknowing, and stop and listen to whatever signals of wisdom might come along. It's a time of enforced retreat and perhaps unwilling withdrawal. The dark night is more than a learning experience; it's a profound initiation into a realm that nothing in the culture, so preoccupied with external concerns and material success, prepares you for. | Thomas Moore | ||
| f2edc47 | The moment someone says, "Hey, everyone, listen to the words in this song," your party is over." | Amy Sedaris | ||
| d322269 | Motherfucker, you try that again and I'll come in there with a fucking coat hanger and give you something to fucking kick about | David Sedaris | ||
| 93547d4 | Pandas and rain forests are never mentioned when it comes to the millions of people taking joyrides in their Range Rovers. Rather, it's the little things we're strong-armed into conserving. At a chain coffee bar in San Francisco, I saw a sign near the cream counter that read NAPKINS COME FROM TREES - CONSERVE! In case you missed the first sign, there was a second one two feet away, reading YOU WASTE NAPKINS - YOU WASTE TREES!!! The cups, of.. | David Sedaris | ||
| 5a8630f | I wasn't broken, just resting, readying myself for the next big thing. | David Sedaris | ||
| bb7e93c | Snowball just leads elves on, elves and Santas. He is playing a dangerous game. | David Sedaris | ||
| 083c652 | What were you asleep? Helen would say as I opened the door. "I've been up since five." In her hand would be aluminum tray covered with foil, either that or a saucepan with a lid on it. "Well," I'd tell her, "I didn't go to bed until three." "I didn't go to bed until three thirty." This was how it was with her: If you got fifteen minutes of sleep, she got only ten. If you had a cold, she had the flu. If you'd dodged a bullet, she'd dodged fi.. | David Sedaris | ||
| 341f463 | Cherchez la femme, Bucky. Remember that. | french los-angeles noir noir-fiction pulp-fiction | James Ellroy | |
| 5a2c80d | Tell me anything. Tell me everything. Revoke our time apart. Love me fierce in danger. | James Ellroy | ||
| 6f2889f | Within Siddhartha there slowly grew and ripened the knowledge of what wisdom really was and the goal of his long seeking. It was nothing but a preparation of the soul, a capacity, a secret art of thinking, feeling and breathing thoughts of unity at every moment of life. This thought matured in him slowly, and it was reflected in Vasudeva's old childlike face: harmony, knowledge of the eternal perfection of the world, and unity. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| dd93932 | Those who direct the maximum force of their desires towards the center, toward the true being, toward perfection, seem quieter than the passionate souls because the flame of their fervor cannot always be seen. In argument, for example, they will not shout and wave their arms. But I assure you, they are nevertheless burning with subdued fires. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| ffefcaa | One of the disadwantages of school and learning, he thought dreamily, was that the mind seemed to have the tendency too see and represent all things as though they were flat and had only two dimensions. This, somehow, seemed to render all matters of intellect shallow and worthless... | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 50b7012 | bysh z ykh qrn rwp khry jz skhtn mshyn nkhrd. khnwn, mqdr dqyq brwty khh bry khshtn admy lzm st r my dnd, m nmy dnd chTwr ykh s`t khwshbkht bshd. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 879a629 | Knowledge can be conveyed, but not wisdom. It can be found, it can be lived, it is possible to be carried by it, miracles can be performed with it, but it cannot be expressed in words and taught. | wisdom | Hermann Hesse | |
| b1d889a | I don't know whether my life has been useless and merely a misunderstanding, or whether it has a meaning. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| d341050 | All the women of this fevered night, all that I had danced with, all whom I had kindled or who have kindled me, all whom I had courted, all who had clung to me with longing, all whom I had followed with enraptured eyes were melted together and had become one, the one whom I held in my arms. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| cf95e7b | His way had therefore come full circle, or rather had taken the form of an ellipse or a spiral, following as ever no straight unbroken line, for the rectilinear belongs only to Geometry and not to Nature and Life. | life lines nature | Hermann Hesse | |
| c5f72bf | Every natural form is latent within us, originates in the soul whose essence is eternity, whose essence we cannot know but which most often intimates itself to us as the power to love and create. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| a8e9c80 | That is the way leaves fall around a tree in autumn, a tree unaware of the rain running down its sides, of the sun or the frost, and of life gradually retreating inward. The tree does not die. It waits. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| bfa6268 | Yes, what we are doing is probably mad, and probably it is good and necessary all the same. It is not a good thing when man overstrains his reason and tries to reduce to rational order matters that are susceptible of rational treatment. Then there arise ideals such as those of the Americans or of the Bolsheviks. Both are extraordinarily rational, and both lead to a frightful oppression and impoverishment of life, because they simplify it so.. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| de9b74c | I feel life trembling within me, in my tongue, on the soles of my feet, in my desire or my suffering, I want my soul to be a wandering thing, able to move back into a hundred forms, I want to dream myself into priests and wanderers, female cooks and murderers, children and animals, and, more than anything else, birds and trees; that is necessary, I want it, I need it so I can go on living, and if sometime I were to lose these possibilities .. | freedom life living possibility | Hermann Hesse | |
| ff782e1 | I had grown accustomed to living within myself. I was resigned to the knowledge that I had lost all appreciation of the outside world, that the loss of its bright colors was an inseparable part of the loss of my childhood, and that, in a certain sense, one had to pay for freedom and maturity of the soul with the renunciation of this cherished aura. But now, overjoyed, I saw that all this had only been buried or clouded over and that it was .. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 6b0e8dd | She stood a moment before my eyes, clearly and painfully, loved and deeply woven into my destiny; then fell away again in a deep oblivion, at a half regretted distance. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| f753ed0 | People like you and me are quite lonely really but we still have each other, we have the secret satisfaction of being different, of rebelling, of desiring the unusual. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| ecb0d30 | Novelists when they write novels tend to take an almost godlike attitude toward their subject, pretending to a total comprehension of the story, a man's life, which they can therefore recount as God Himself might, nothing standing between them and the naked truth, the entire story meaningful in every detail. I am as little able to do this as the novelist is, even though my story is more important to me than any novelist's is to him - for th.. | hermann-hesse human-beings novel religion story | Hermann Hesse | |
| 7cd845b | Even the wolf has two, and more than two, souls in his wolf's breast, and he who desires to be a wolf falls into the same forgetfulness as the man who sings: "If I could be a child once more!" He who sentimentally sings of blessed childhood is thinking of the return to nature and innocence and the origin of things, and has quite forgotten that these blessed children are beset with conflict and complexities and capable of all suffering. Ther.. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 3398bb1 | Haller's sickness of the soul, as I now know, is not the eccentricity of a single individual, but the sickness of the times themselves, the neurosis of that generation to which Haller belongs, a sickness, it seems, that by no means attacks the weak and worthless only but, rather, precisely those who are strongest in spirit and richest in gifts. | steppenwolf | Hermann Hesse | |
| 055d10a | Excerpt from Ursula K Le Guin's speech at National Book Awards Hard times are coming, when we'll be wanting the voices of writers who can see alternatives to how we live now, can see through our fear-stricken society and its obsessive technologies to other ways of being, and even imagine real grounds for hope. We'll need writers who can remember freedom - poets, visionaries - realists of a larger reality. Right now, we need writers who know.. | profiteerng publishers writing | Ursula K Le Guin | |
| dd93192 | Privacy, in fact, was almost as desirable for physics as it was for sex. | privacy | Ursula K. Le Guin | |
| 9a370a0 | I think what you mostly do when you find you really are alone is to panic. You rush to the opposite extreme and pack yourself into groups - clubs, teams, societies, types. You suddenly start dressing exactly like the others. It's a way of being invisible. The way you sew the patches on the holes in your blue jeans becomes incredibly important. If you do it wrong you're not with it. That's a peculiar phrase, you know? With it. With what? Wit.. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| bf33e30 | And I saw then again, and for good, what I had always been afraid to see, and had pretended not to see in him: that he was a woman as well as a man. Any need to explain the sources of that fear vanished with the fear; what I was left with was, at last, acceptance of him as he was. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| e05fb0e | Men call women faithless, changeable, and though they say it in jealousy of their own ever-threatened sexual honor, there is some truth in it. We can change our life, our being; no matter what our will is, we are changed. As the moon changes yet is one, so we are virgin, wife, mother, grandmother. For all their restlessness, men are who they are; once they put on the man's toga they will not change again; so they make a virtue of that rigid.. | sexes | Ursula K. Le Guin | |
| 798274a | Saying those words made a sharp, quick panic rise up in her, an aching pain that had her throat closing. "You left me," she repeated. Maybe it was only out of blind terror at the abyss opening up again around her, but she whispered, "I have no one left. No one." | depression pg276 rowan-whitethorn | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 1b01515 | Aedion - every breath she took seemed to echo his name. Aedion, Aedion, Aedion. | aelin-ashryver-galathynius cousins queen-of-shadows | Sarah J. Maas | |
| a1e3b27 | You look rather pretty today, | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 0ef326e | I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry. - Aelin, to Lysandra | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| e0849c0 | I will consider it. - Endymion, Princess Sellene | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| edd2c8b | Lorcan had been wrong. He had been so wrong. And he could not entirely regret it, not if Elide was safe, but ... Aelin had refused to count. Cairn had unleashed his full strength on her with that whip, and she had refused to give them the satisfaction of counting. "Where" | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| c9eddf4 | All those years, what I did for them... And they didn't try to stop you from taking me." There it was, the giant pain that cracked me in two if I thought about it too long." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 8ae0b69 | I smiled at the thought - at how handsome they would be together. If the warrior ever stopped loving Mor. I doubted it. Azriel would likely love More until he was a whisper of darkness between the stars. | elain mor | Sarah J. Maas |