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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| c89906d | The whole bible is the working out of the relationship between God and man. God is not a dictator barking out orders and demanding silent obedience. Were it so, there would be no relationship at all. No real relationship goes just one way. There are always two active parties. We must have reverence and awe for God, and honor for the chain of tradition. But that doesn't mean we can't use new information to help us read the holy texts in new .. | A.J. Jacobs | ||
| e91829c | Did you hear about the middle Eastern potentate?" he asked me. "This potentate called a meeting of the wise men in the kingdom, and said, "I want you to gather all the world's knowledge together in one place so that my sons can read it and learn."The wise men went off, and after year, they came back with twenty-five volumes of knowledge. This potentate looked at it and he said, "No. It's too long. Make it shorter." So the wise men went off .. | life | A.J. Jacobs | |
| 358b12e | If you take a book with you on a journey,' Mo had said when he put the first one in her box, 'an odd thing happens: the book begins collecting your memories. And forever after you have only to open that book to be back where you first read it. | Cornelia Funke | ||
| 943f119 | How loud a heart could beat. Until it took your breath away. | Cornelia Funke | ||
| b74e003 | Many [book] even lay flat in the floor open. Their spines upward. Elinor couldn't bear to look! Didn't the monster know that was the way to break a book's neck? | reading | Cornelia Funke | |
| fa0c3d2 | Sometimes, when I went to the spring to wash early in the morning," he murmured, "there'd be tiny fairies flitting around above the water, not much bigger than the butterflies you have here, and blue as violet petals. They liked to fly into my hair. Sometimes they spat in my face. They weren't very friendly, but they shone like glowworms by night. I sometimes caught one and put it in a jar. If I let it out at night before going to sleep I h.. | Cornelia Funke | ||
| 5d97a79 | A bee rose up from a sun-filled paper cup, off to make slum honey from some diet root beer it had found inside. | Nicholson Baker | ||
| 1a2d4d6 | All travel is circular. I had been jerked through Asia, making a parabola on one of the planet's hemispheres. After all, the grand tour is just the inspired man's way of heading home. | Paul Theroux | ||
| e214ed8 | You define a good flight by negatives: you didn't get hijacked, you didn't crash, you didn't throw up, you weren't late, you weren't nauseated by the food. So you are grateful. | Paul Theroux | ||
| 8096761 | Anything is possible on a train: a great meal, a binge, a visit from card players, an intrigue, a good night's sleep, and strangers' monologues framed like Russian short stories. | serendipity stories travel travel-writing | Paul Theroux | |
| 7f4d064 | I added that it was no fun to grow old, but that the compensation for it was that time turned your mental shit-detector into a highly calibrated instrument. | Paul Theroux | ||
| b9409bc | Unquestioning obedience is for slaves, the uneducated and the pathetic. | Trudi Canavan | ||
| 2746484 | While dragging herself up she had to hang onto the rail. Her twisted progress was that of a cripple. Once on the open deck she felt the solid impact of the black night, and the mobility of the accidental home she was about to leave. Although Lucette had never died before--no, dived before, Violet--from such a height, in such a disorder of shadows and snaking reflections, she went with hardly a splash through the wave that humped to welcome.. | Vladimir Nabokov | ||
| 13aed26 | Everything alive is part of each of us, and many things which do not move as we move are part of us. The sun is part of us, the earth, the sky, the stars, the rivers, and the oceans. All things are part of us, and we have come here to enjoy them and to thank God for them. | William Saroyan | ||
| 80531fc | Two years ago your father died, Ulysses. But as long as we are alive, as long as we are together, as long as two of us are left, and remember him, nothing in the world can take him from us. | William Saroyan | ||
| 783203b | Yeah," I said, "but you're an artist. You don't believe in decency and honesty and gratitude. Where shall we eat?" | Jack Kerouac | ||
| a0bf3bf | The trouble with fashions is you want to fuck the women in their fashions but when the time comes they always take them off so they don't get wrinkled. Face it, the really great fucks in a man's life was when there was no time to take yr clothes off, you were too hot and she was too hot - none of yr Bohemian leisure, this was middleclass explosions against snowbanks, against walls of shithouses in attics, on sudden couches in the lobby - T.. | fashions jack-kerouac sex word-sketch | Jack Kerouac | |
| b3a33cf | A poet is a blind optimist. The world is against him for many reasons. But the poet persists. He believes that he is on the right track, no matter what any of his fellow men say. In his eternal search for truth, the poet is alone. | beat early-stories-and-other-writings jack-kerouac optimist prose-poetry society the-poet timeless | Jack Kerouac | |
| 2ef1faa | Oh my God, sociability is just a big smile and a big smile is nothing but teeth, I wish I could just stay up here and rest and be kind." But somebody brought up some wine and that started me off." | Jack Kerouac | ||
| 46fdd98 | A gap will yawn, achingly, day by day, it will turn into a colossal pit, an abyss without foundation, a gradual invasion of words by margins, blank and insignificant, so that all of us, to a man, will find nothing to say. | Georges Perec | ||
| 4ce9c74 | mementos of this world, in which the things worth being were so easily exchanged for the things worth having. | William Gaddis | ||
| f136135 | In every man there are two minds that work side by side, the one checking the other; thus emotion stands against reason, intellect corrects passion and first impressions act a little, but very little, before quick reflection. | impression intellect irrational man passion rational reason reflection | Ford Madox Ford | |
| 249eb0d | W]e are almost always in one place with our minds somewhere quite other. | Ford Madox Ford | ||
| 185f0b7 | Ix-nay!" I hissed at him. "Ix-nay!" I didn't know why I resorted to Pig Latin right then. It just seemed like the thing to do." | T.J. Klune | ||
| a6c1c48 | The ass to end all asses," I said, unable to stop myself. "The Holy Grail of asses. If we lived in a world with fairies and elves, there would be epic quests to go get that ass. I wanted to bite it." | T.J. Klune | ||
| 405797a | No cursing," I scolded him. "You're a knight. You don't get to do that. You gave up that right when you swore your oath to the King. You have to lead by example now. So say stuff like 'fudge toast' and 'mothercrackers' instead of 'shit whore' and 'fuck storm." | T.J. Klune | ||
| c48b821 | Monsters are real. Magic is real. The world is a dark and frightening place and it's all real. | T.J. Klune | ||
| 551ee50 | For what are myths if not the imposing of order on phenomena that do not possess order in themselves? And all myths, however they differ from philosophical systems and scientific theories, share this with them, that they negate the principle of randomness in the world. | order randomness | Stanisław Lem | |
| b760626 | Please remember that just because love isn't expressed doesn't mean it isn't felt. | elizabeth hoyt | ||
| 03d73a4 | She stepped toward Anna. "I can get you a night with an accomplished male whore or a virginal schoolboy." Coral's eyes widened and seemed to flame. "Famous libertines or ragpickers off the street. One very special man or ten complete strangers. Dark men, red men, yellow men, men you've only dreamed of in the black of night, lonely in your bed, snug under your covers. Whatever you long for. Whatever you desire. Whatever you crave. You have .. | coral seductive | Elizabeth Hoyt | |
| 77b5d77 | A smile flickered across Coral's face. "Have you ever noticed that once you have had a taste of certain sweets--raspberry trifle is my own despair--it is quite impossible not to think, not to want, not to crave until you have taken another bite?" "Lord Swartingham is not a raspberry trifle." "No, more of a dark chocolate mousse, I should think," Coral murmured. "And," Anna continued as if she hadn't heard the interruption, "I don't need .. | elizabeth-hoyt raven-prince | Elizabeth Hoyt | |
| 5ea9e36 | He looked up. "Is it time already?" She nodded. He rose and waited as she gathered her things. The dog followed them out the door, but then he bounded down the stairs to the drive. The animal sniffed intently at something on the ground and then rolled, happily rubbing his head and neck in whatever it was. Lord Swartingham sighed. "I'll have one of the stable boys wash him before he enters the Abbey again." "Mmm," Anna murmured thoughtful.. | edward elizabeth-hoyt raven-prince | Elizabeth Hoyt | |
| 4a0b00c | Each time it was like a stray bit of glass pressed into the softness of her heart, grinding, grinding, oh so silently until she no longer noticed when she bled. | Elizabeth Hoyt | ||
| 958189b | Finally he turned his head toward her face and brushed a kiss over her cheek. "I love you and I believe with all my heart that you love me as well. Why can't you say it, Hero?" | relationships tormented | Elizabeth Hoyt | |
| 0974fd2 | All empires become arrogant. It is their nature. | politics-observation | Edward Rutherfurd | |
| 4d8f8dd | she is too beautiful, I think, to not be inherently evil. | Christopher Moore | ||
| daeed62 | She's so obnoxious. Like a whole Saturday night drunk tank full of obnoxious packed into one little body." Detective Cavuto" | Christopher Moore | ||
| b15ea8f | She had a lot of nerve signing her note "Love." [...] But she sign it that way: "Love." What did that mean? Did she mean it, or was it habit? She probably signed all of her letters with "Love." Maybe not." | christopher-moore | Christopher Moore | |
| 96aa867 | In another Christmas story, Dale Pearson, evil developer, self-absorbed woman hater, and seemingly unredeemable curmudgeon, might be visited in the night by a series of ghosts who, by showing him bleak visions of Christmas future, past, and present, would bring about in him a change to generosity, kindness, and a general warmth toward his fellow man. But this is not that kind of Christmas story, so here, in not too many pages, someone is go.. | christmas humor murder | Christopher Moore | |
| e8dc429 | As a teacher of fourth-graders in a public school, where corporal punishement was not allowed, she had years of violence stored up and was, truth be told, sort of enjoying letting it out on Kona, who she felt could have been the poster child for the failure of public education. | education moore violence | Christopher Moore | |
| 07bf556 | I tried cutting myself to express my heartbreak over Tommy (Lord Flood) rejecting me, but OMFG it hurts like flaming fuck. | hurt love pain self-mutilation | Christopher Moore | |
| 2e5c5fb | Moi?", said I, in perfect fucking French." | Christopher Moore | ||
| 43a91a9 | I can't say 'why me,' Brady. That's one of the big no-can-do's. Because if I do that now that bad stuff has happened to me, why didn't I say it about all the amazing stuff that happened to me before? | Mike Lupica | ||
| 9e02bda | Because in the end, we aren't punished for our sins as much as we are punished by our sins. | Nadia Bolz-Weber |