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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| a55d3ae | What are you thinking?" She asks. -That you are beautiful. That not everyone could see it. I almost became the kind of person who could not." | Mary Gaitskill | ||
| 9a32ad5 | She was delicately morbid in all her gestures, sensitive, arrogant, vulnerable to flattery. She veered between extravagant outbursts of opinion and sudden, uncertain halts, during which she seemed to look to him for approval. She was in love with the idea of intelligence, and she overestimated her own. Her sense of the world, though she presented it aggressively, could be, he sensed, snatched out from under her with little or no trouble. Sh.. | Mary Gaitskill | ||
| f445056 | Only a lover of animals will understand the sudden feeling of loss, of emptiness, and the intuitive bond which exists between man and dog, has always existed from the beginning and will, please God, continue to the end. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 1290cd7 | There was something rather blousy about roses in full bloom, something shallow and raucous, like women with untidy hair | women | Daphne du Maurier | |
| 348b09c | From the very first, I knew that it would be so...I smiled to myself, and said, "That -- and none other." | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| f512299 | If you think you are powerless, then you are | power-of-words self-worth | Monica Ali | |
| e834ad0 | I have no idea why she needs them. I just know that I'd face another plague to get them for her if I had to. Fortunately, it's a lot easier than that. - Elder | Beth Revis | ||
| dfb8356 | The Hierarch of Rak Urga drew himself up. "This is not a request, Urgit. I'm not asking you." "Good. Because I'm not going." "I command you to go." "I don't think so." "Do you realize to whom you're talking?" "Perfectly, old boy. You're the same tiresome old Grolim who's been boring me to tears ever since I inherited the throne from that fellow who used to chew on the carpets back in Rak Goska. Listen carefully, Agachak. I'll use short word.. | David Eddings | ||
| 51fb2e5 | Your extensive travels must have been fatiguing," Zakath said in that same flat tone, "particularly for the ladies. I'll see to it that your return journey to Mal Zeth is made in easy stages." "Your Majesty is very kind, but we're not going back to Mal Zeth." "You're wrong, Belgarion. You going back to Mal Zeth." "Sorry, I've got a pressing engagement elsewhere." "I'll convey your regrets to Zandramas when I see her." "I'm sure she'd be .. | David Eddings | ||
| cc29aa0 | Operating by trial and error mostly, we've evolved a tacitly agreed upon list of the elements that make for a good fantasy. The first decision the aspiring fantasist must make is theological. King Arthur and Charlemagne were Christians. Siegfried and Sigurd the Volsung were pagans. My personal view is that pagans write better stories. When a writer is having fun, it shows, and pagans have more fun than Christians. Let's scrape Horace's Dulc.. | David Eddings | ||
| 19e4779 | Morgaine laughed and mocked, but when it was a real trouble, no one could be kinder. | Marion Zimmer Bradley | ||
| 4ab18b9 | We would prefer to say that such people cannot exist, that there aren't any," writes Solzhenitsyn. "To do evil a human being must first of all believe that what he's doing is good, or else that it's a well-considered act in conformity with natural law." This is the foundation of the Dream -- its adherents must not just believe in it but believe that it is just, believe that their possession of the Dream is the natural result of grit, honor,.. | Ta-Nehisi Coates | ||
| 00130ca | I am sorry that I cannot make it okay. I am sorry that I cannot save you -- but not that sorry. Part of me thinks that your very vulnerability brings you closer to the meaning of life, just as for others, the quest to believe oneself white divides them from it. The fact is that despite their dreams, their lives are also not inviolable. When their own vulnerability becomes real -- when the police decide that tactics for the ghetto should enj.. | Ta-Nehisi Coates | ||
| e88a735 | In those days I imagined racism as a tumor that could be isolated and removed from the body of America, not as a pervasive system both native and essential to that body. From that perspective, it seemed possible that the success of one man really could alter history, or even end it. | obama racism-in-america white-supremacy | Ta-Nehisi Coates | |
| 860e470 | There is a notion out there that black people enjoy the Sisyphean struggle against racism. In fact, most of us live for the day when we can struggle against anything else. But having been, by that very racism, pinned into ghettoes, both metaphorical and real, our options for struggle are chosen long before we are born. And so we struggle out of fear for our children. We struggle out of fear for ourselves. We struggle to avoid our feelings, .. | american-history struggle-against-racism systematic-racism | Ta-Nehisi Coates | |
| f093be5 | Perhaps that was, is, the hope of the movement: to awaken the Dreamers, to rouse them to the facts of what their need to be white, to talk like they are white, to think that they are white, which is to think that they are beyond the design flaws of humanity, has done to the world. But you cannot arrange your life around them and the small chance of the Dreamers coming into consciousness. Our moment is too brief. Our bodies are too precious... | Ta-Nehisi Coates | ||
| 0fa257d | Black-on black crime' is jargon, violence on language, which vanishes the men who engineered the covenants, who fixed the loans, who planned the projects, who built the streets and sold red ink by the barrel. | Ta-Nehisi Coates | ||
| 042ea83 | It is more satisfying to sacrifice oneself for the poor victim than to enable the other to overcome their victim status and perhaps become even more succesfull than ourselves | philosophy | Slavoj Žižek | |
| e5e2f08 | The hardest part about being an outcast, isn't the love you don't receive. It's the love you long to give that nobody wants. | Jodee Blanco | ||
| 8bc4d15 | Whenever I hurt myself, my mother says it is the universe's way of telling me to slow down. She also tells me to put some coconut oil on it. It doesn't matter what it is. She often hides stones underneath my pillow when I come home for the weekend. The stones are a formula for sweet dreams and clarity. I dig them out from the streets, she tells me what each one is for. My throat hurts, so she grinds black pepper into a spoonful of honey, ma.. | Sarah Kay | ||
| 4791c4e | If you grow up the type of woman men want to look at, You can let them look at you. But do not mistake eyes for hands, Or windows for mirrors. Let them see what a woman looks like. They may not have ever seen one before. If you grow up the type of woman men want to touch, You can let them touch you. Sometimes it is not you they are reaching for. Sometimes it is a bottle, a door, a sandwich, a Pulitzer, another woman - But their hands found .. | womanhood women women-s-inspirational women-s-strength | Sarah Kay | |
| abf71d4 | You can only make decisions with the information you have at the time | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 936d8bb | It is not fashionable to quote Stalin but he said once, "half a million liquidated is a statistic, and one man killed in a traffic accident is a national tragedy." | John le Carré | ||
| d199743 | Of course I told him about you," Liesel said. She was saying goodbye and she didn't even know it" | Markus Zusak | ||
| b0388b8 | An attribute of Rosa Hubermann, she was a good woman for a crisis. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 7826ee2 | an expression of surprise falls from her face, though she's trying to keep it. it breaks off and she seems to catch it and fidget with it in her hands. | Markus Zusak | ||
| dc6bc85 | I think of how she lives alone, just like me, and how she never had any real family, and how she only has sex with people. She never lets any love get in the way. I think she had a family once, but it was one of those beat-the-crap-out-of-each-other situations. There's no shortage of them around here. I think she loved them, and all they ever did was hurt her. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 1c531d2 | I stood there and stared, into the sky and at the city around me. I stood, hands at my side, and I saw what had happened to me and who I was and the way things would always be for me. Truth. There was no more wishing, or wondering. I knew who I was, and what I would always do. I believed it, as my teeth touched and my eyes were overrun. | city sky truth who-i-was wishing wondering | Markus Zusak | |
| e0a190d | The pages and the words are my world, spread out before your eyes and for your hand to touch. Vaguely, I can see you face looking down into me, as I look back. Do you see my eyes? | pages touch words | Markus Zusak | |
| e6dc365 | I say, 'Don't lose your heart, Rube.' And very clearly, without moving, my brother answers me. He says, 'I'm not tryin' to lose it, Cam. I'm tryin' to find it. | trying-to-find-it | Markus Zusak | |
| ed37d35 | Habia una vez un hombre bajito y extrano que decidio tres cosas importantes acerca de su vida: 1. Que se haria la raya del pelo en el lado contrario a todos los demas. 2. Que se dejaria un pequeno y extrano bigote. 3. Que un dia dominaria el mundo. | hitler la-ladrona-de-libros spanish the-book-thief | Markus Zusak | |
| d01f73a | I guess when someone tells you something they they usually guard, you feel privileged, not because you know something no-one else knows, but because you feel chosen. You feel like that person wants her life to intersect with yours. I think that's what felt best about it. | intersect life secrets | Markus Zusak | |
| ba59a37 | I just know that right now, we want to be proud. For once. We want to take the struggle and rise above it. We want to frame it, live it, survive it. We want to put it in our mouths and taste it and never forget it, because it makes us strong. | markus-zusak | Markus Zusak | |
| 8d6cc05 | We are wolves, which are wild dogs, and this is our place in the city. We are small and our house is small on our small urban street. We can see the city and the train line and it's beautiful in its own dangerous way. Dangerous because it's shared and taken and fought for. That's the best way I can put it, and thinking about it, when I walk past the tiny houses on our street, I wonder about the stories inside them. I wonder hard, because ho.. | dangerous houses small stories windows wolves | Markus Zusak | |
| a509243 | When life robs you, sometimes, you have to rob it back. | Markus Zusak | ||
| a372225 | She stood up and took the book from him, and as he smiled over his shoulder at some other kids, she threw it away and kicked him as hard as she could in the vicinity of the groin. Well, as you might imagine, Ludwig Schmeikl certainly buckled, and on the way down, he was punched in the ear. When he landed, he was set upon. When he was set upon, he was slapped and clawed and obliterated by a girl who was utterly consumed with rage. His skin w.. | fight thief | Markus Zusak | |
| 561d494 | Que mejor cosa que estarse por la noche al amor de la lumbre con un libro, mientras el viento pega en los cristales, y arde la lampara...? | Gustave Flaubert | ||
| 8d686d8 | On certain occasions art can shake very ordinary spirits, and whole worlds can be revealed by its clumsiest interpreters. | creativity | Gustave Flaubert | |
| cea08c0 | A man never lies with more delicious languor under the influence of a passion than when he has persuaded himself that he shall subdue it to-morrow. | procrastination self-discipline | George Eliot | |
| 13bdece | Most of us who turn to any subject with love remember some morning or evening hour when we got on a high stool to reach down an untried volume, or sat with parted lips listening to a new talker, or for very lack of books began to listen to the voices within, as the first traceable beginning of our love. | inspiration knowledge passion | George Eliot | |
| 4f4af64 | She opened her curtains, and looked out towards the bit of road that lay in view, with fields beyond outside the entrance-gates. On the road there was a man with a bundle on his back and a woman carrying her baby; in the field she could see figures moving - perhaps the shepherd with his dog. Far off in the bending sky was the pearly light; and she felt the largeness of the world and the manifold wakings of men to labor and endurance. She wa.. | view window | George Eliot | |
| 5447ed4 | These fellow-mortals, every one, must be accepted as they are: you can neither straighten their noses, nor brighten their wit, nor rectify their dispositions; and it is these people -- amongst whom your life is passed -- that it is needful you should tolerate, pity, and love: it is these more or less ugly, stupid, inconsistent people, whose movements of goodness you should be able to admire -- for whom you should cherish all possible hopes,.. | George Eliot | ||
| e78fac9 | So deeply inherent is it in this life of ours that men have to suffer for each other's sins, so inevitably diffusive is human suffering, that even justice makes its victims, and we can conceive no retribution that does not spread beyond its mark in pulsations of unmerited pain. | George Eliot | ||
| 3cc8929 | I've never any pity for conceited people, because I think they carry their comfort about with them. | George Eliot |