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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| fc6bf0d | And I reckon them that are good must suffer for it the same as them that are bad. | William Faulkner | ||
| 61b57fb | At first it had been a torrent; now it was a tide, with a flow and ebb. During its flood she could almost fool them both. It was as if out of her knowledge that it was just a flow that must presently react was born a wilder fury, a fierce denial that could flag itself and him into physical experimentation that transcended imagining, carried them as though by momentum alone, bearing them without volition or plan. It was as if she knew someho.. | William Faulkner | ||
| 3ff6337 | Maybe times are never strange to women: it is just one continuous monotonous thing full of the repeated follies of their menfolks. | men women | William Faulkner | |
| 2095f8c | Becoming a book collector is like joining a religion: it's for life. | passion | Arturo Pérez-Reverte | |
| 3680642 | Of all the universal lies she accepted unquestioningly, the happy ending was the most absurd. The hero and heroine lived happily ever after, and the ending seemed indisputable, definitive. No questions asked about how long love or happiness lasts in that 'forever' that can be divided into lifetimes, years, months. Even days | Arturo Pérez-Reverte | ||
| 915c058 | You've just mentioned the price that has to be paid...Pride, freedom...Knowledge. Whether at the beginning or at the end, you have to pay for everything. Even courage, don't you think? And don't you think a lot of courage is needed to fight God? | Arturo Pérez-Reverte | ||
| 65adad0 | Films are for everyone, collective, generous, with children cheering when the cavalry arrives. And they're even better on TV: two can watch and comment. But your books are selfish. Solitary. Some of them can't even be read, they fall to bits if you open them. A person who's interested only in books doesn't need other people, and that frightens me | Arturo Pérez-Reverte | ||
| cf942b4 | For love it is never the same. What goes on inside is never the same just like this music which changes every instant. For love there are a million variations, a million nights, a million days, contrasts in moods, in textures, whims, a million gestures colored by emotion, by sorrow, joy, fear, courage, triumph, by revelations which deepen the groove, creations which expand its dimensions, sharpen its penetrations. Love is vast enough to inc.. | Anaïs Nin | ||
| 7ab2d4e | I know no way of discounting the doctrine that when you take something you want, and damn the consequences, then you had better be ready to accept whatever consequences ensue. | Wallace Stegner | ||
| f70c389 | This early piece of the morning is mine. | Wallace Stegner | ||
| f7aca10 | One thing I have learned hard, if indeed I have learned it now: it is a reduction of our humanity to hide from pain, our own or others'. To hide from anything. That was Marian's text. Be open, be available, be exposed, be skinless. Skinless? Dance around in your bones. | Wallace Stegner | ||
| 2007420 | Well, there's so much to read, and I'm so far behind. | Wallace Stegner | ||
| 6541c64 | It was the beginning of the war. I was twelve years old, my parents were alive, and God still dwelt in our town. | Elie Wiesel | ||
| 147dbe3 | For me, the pleasure of writing comes with inventing stories. | Roald Dahl | ||
| bb783a9 | Well not exactly," the father said."Nobody could do that. but it didn't take me long..." | roald-dahl | Roald Dahl | |
| c194b46 | I like enthusiasts of any kind. | Roald Dahl | ||
| 156a698 | We may see a Creature with forty-nine heads Who lives in the desolate snow, And whenever he catches a cold (which he dreads) He has forty-nine noses to blow. 'We may see the venomous Pink-Spotted Scrunch Who can chew up a man with one bite. It likes to eat five of them roasted for lunch And eighteen for its supper at night. 'We may see a Dragon, and nobody knows That we won't see a Unicorn there. We may see a terrible Monster with toes Grow.. | imagination james-and-the-giant-peach monsters roald-dahl | Roald dahl | |
| cfaaf2c | You can write about anything for children as long as you've got humour. | roald-dahl writing | Roald Dahl | |
| 5faafc7 | Perhaps his anger was intensified because he saw her getting pleasure from something that was beyond his reach. | Roald Dahl | ||
| 9e3f44c | You are still yourself in everything except your appearance. You've still got your own mind and your own brain and your own voice, and thank goodness for that. | Roald Dahl | ||
| 265dd65 | you have to laugh at the things that hurt you just to keep in balance." [Chief Bromden]" | Ken Kesey | ||
| 4c48c74 | You're making sense, old man, a sense of your own. You're not crazy the way they think. Yes...I see... | ken-kesey one-flew-over-the-cuckoo-s-nest | Ken Kesey | |
| 3a6d116 | You seem to forget, Miss Flinn, that this is an institution for the insane. | Ken Kesey | ||
| b51a7dd | While McMurphy laughs. Rocking farther and farther backward against the cabin top,spreading his laugh across the water. Laughing at the girl,at the guys, at George,at me sucking my bleeding thumb, at the captain back at the pier and the bicycle rider and the service station guys and the five thousand houses and the Big Nurse and all of it. Because he knows you have to laugh at the things that hurt you just to keep yourself in balance, just .. | hurt laughing laughter pain | Ken Kesey | |
| 46d8e7d | The sun was prying up the clouds and lighting the brick front of the hospital rose red. A thin breeze worked at sawing what leaves were left from the oak trees, stacking them neatly agains the wire cyclone fence. There were little brown birds occasionally on the fence: when a puff of leaves would hit the fence the birds would fly off with the wind. It looked at first like the leaves were hitting the fence and turning into birds and flying a.. | Ken Kesey | ||
| bb817b9 | But the new guy is different, and the Acutes can see it, different from anybody been coming on this ward for the past ten years, different from anybody they ever met outside. He's just as vulnerable, maybe, but the Combine didn't get him. | Ken Kesey | ||
| a3d620d | But I remember one thing: it wasn't me that started acting deaf, it was people that first started acting like I was too dumb to hear or see or say anything at all. | psychology reality-of-life | Ken Kesey | |
| 1a99c70 | The river split for the jump of a red-gilled silver salmon, then circled to mark the spot where it fell. Spoonbills shoveled at the crimson mud in the shallows, and dowitchers jumped from cattail to cattail, frantically crying "Kleek! Kleek!" as though the thin reeds were as hot as the pokers they resembled." | Ken Kesey | ||
| 020e72c | They're out there. Black boys in white suits up before me to commit sex acts in the hall and get it mopped up before I can catch them. | Ken Kesey | ||
| f1ced93 | He's safe as long as he can laugh, he thinks, and it works pretty fair. | Ken Kesey | ||
| c4b2bfe | Most merciful God, accept these two poor sinners into your arms. And keep the doors ajar for the coming of the rest of us, because you are witnessing the end, the absolute, irrevocable, fantastic end. I've finally realized what is happening. It is our last fling. We are doomed henceforth. Must screw our courage to the sticking point and face up to our impending fate. We [255] shall be all of us shot at dawn. One hundred cc's apiece. Mis.. | Ken Kesey | ||
| cdc63cb | He who- what was it?- walks out of step, hears another drum | Ken Kesey (Author) | ||
| 21dfe2a | A Man Is Known By The Mice He Keeps | Ken Kesey | ||
| 092a33c | she likes a rigged game. | Ken Kesey | ||
| 8099a9f | Juicy fruit | Ken Kesey | ||
| 8ff9a1b | Which is just another way of blaming, and perhaps the best way, because there is solace and a certain stoical peace in blaming everything on the rain, and then blaming something as uncontrollable as the rain on something as indifferent as the Arm of the Lord. Because nothing can be done about the rain except blaming. And if nothing can be done about it, why get yourself in a sweat about it? | rain | Ken Kesey | |
| 91ca331 | We must go on, because we can't turn back. | growth strength | Robert Louis Stevenson | |
| 996f8b8 | You're either my ship's cook-and then you were treated handsome-or Cap'n Silver, a common mutineer and pirate, and then you can go hang! | Robert Louis Stevenson | ||
| 5401e66 | A birdie with a yellow bill Hoped upon the window sill, | Robert Louis Stevenson | ||
| 50c5f67 | For thirty years," he said, "I've sailed the seas and seen good and bad, better and worse, fair weather and foul, provisions running out, knives going, and what not. Well, now I tell you, I never seen good come o' goodness yet. Him as strikes first is my fancy; dead men don't bite; them's my views--amen, so be it." | Robert Louis Stevenson | ||
| 58fe779 | Although I express myself with some degree of pleasantry, the purport of my words is entirely serious. | Robert Louis Stevenson | ||
| fc8223f | Cause I'm not really a Dr. Seuss fan." I stared at her, startled. "Em, you gotta be a fuckin' communist, you don't like Dr. Seuss. Jesus." | Joanna Wylde | ||
| 0bed7be | Your author has found love to be the full trip, emotionally speaking; the grand tour: fall in love, visit both Heaven and Hell for the price of one. | Tom Robbins | ||
| 94e0d27 | It is what it is. You are what you it. | Tom Robbins |