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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| a95e796 | No one can hold you to a decision made in the middle of the night. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| b4da6fa | The personal, as every one's so fucking fond of saying, is political. So if some idiot politician, some power player, tries to execute policies that harm you or those you care about, TAKE IT PERSONALLY. Get angry. The Machinery of Justice will not serve you here--it is slow and cold, and it is theirs, hardware and soft. Only the little people suffer at the hands of Justice; the creatures of power slide out from under with a wink and a grin... | Richard K. Morgan | ||
| 02709dc | I lay still for a while, picking up the scattered garments of my mind and trying to assemble some kind of reasonable outfit from them. | Richard K. Morgan | ||
| feffcf8 | Drawing is the poet's written line, set down to see if there be a story worth telling, a truth worth revealing. | Irving Stone | ||
| 85448ff | Listen, my friend, all forms that exist in God's universe can be found in the human figure. A man's body and face can tell everything he represents. So how could I ever exhaust my interest in it? | Irving Stone | ||
| 8600a41 | I will be an artist. I am sure I will. [Vincent Van Gogh] | Irving Stone | ||
| d72decb | I sleep on a tar roof scream my songs into lazy floods of stars... a white powder paddles through blood and heart and the returns pure and easy... This city is on my side. | Jim Carroll | ||
| 0198d0c | On a whim, he stopped and bought a watch from a sidewalk vendor. Normally, Billy could not abide keeping time, especially when it was attached to one's body. Time was like a relentlessly needy lapdog one had to haul around. It barked too much and had no sense of loyalty. | Jim Carroll | ||
| b067309 | I wind up stretched across the couch | drugs fear-of-dreaming heroin maybe-i-m-amazed poetry | Jim Carroll | |
| 6948b44 | Poverty of young men alone behind the stairways, who practice alchemy inside bottle caps, who know the altruism of a last syringe. | heroin in-midtown-again needles poetry sharing | Jim Carroll | |
| 3f49271 | To sit in this awful mess and maybe smoke some dope and watch some innocuous shit on a dumb glass tube and feel fine about it and know there's really nothing you have to do, ever, but feel your warm friend's silent content. You don't feel guilty about not fighting a war or carrying signs to protest it either. We've just mastered the life of doing nothing, which when you think about it, may be the hardest thing of all to do. | Jim Carroll | ||
| cbb743b | Is there such a thing as public good? That's all I'm asking. I mean, is your good the same as my good? I doubt that seriously. So, if we do not agree on a common sense of good, then how can there be any larger public good? What about some homeless person who sleeps on a heat grating down the street from that sculpture? Does he feel the public good when he stares up at this excessive interplay of metallic shapes? More likely he interprets th.. | Jim Carroll | ||
| d46a5c5 | It was in Central Park near the lake and I watched a weeping willow turn into a giant rooster and fly off. No tree remained. It glided beautifully into the sky, a big blue barnyard. My mind went with it, something all you bald head generals and wheelchair senators could never imagine. | Jim Carroll | ||
| fbeaecb | We choose--or choose not--to be alone when we decide whom we will accept as our fellows, and whom we will reject. Thus an eremite in a mountain is in company, because the birds and coneys, the initiates whose words live in his 'forest books,' and the winds--the messengers of the Increate--are his companions. Another man, living in the midst of millions, may be alone, because there are none but enemies and victims around him. | Gene Wolfe | ||
| 7aa0d03 | That was when I found out that the best way in the world to make yourself feel better when you have hit bottom is to try to get somebody else to feel better. There are certain things in life that are truly worth knowing, and that is one of the big ones. | Gene Wolfe | ||
| dae2483 | It seems people spend the majority of their lives believing they're dying, with the only consolation being that at one point they get to be right. | Edward St. Aubyn | ||
| 8e5b42b | I thought as much. Miss Murray, though I am a beast, do not think that I am stupid. I know that I am hideous and hateful. I am not loved, nor ever hope to be. Nor am I fool enough to think that what I feel for you is love. But in this world, alone, I do not hate you. And alone in this world, you do not hate me. | Alan Moore | ||
| f03c623 | Authority, when first detecting chaos at its heels, will entertain the vilest schemes to save its orderly facade but always order without justice, without love or liberty, which cannot long postpone their world's descent to pandemonium. Authority's collapse sends cracks through bedroom, boardroom, church and school alike. All misrule. Equality and Freedom are not luxuries to lightly cast aside. Without them, order cannot long endure before .. | Alan Moore | ||
| d244d82 | As I come to understand Vietnam and what it implies about the human condition, I also realize that few humans will permit themselves such an understanding. | Alan Moore | ||
| 1d20dab | No creo que tu vida no tenga sentido. He cambiado de opinion. Los milagros termodinamicos... son unos sucesos con unas probabilidades tan remotas de que lleguen a producirse que practicamente resulta imposible que acaben dandose. Por ejemplo: que el oxigeno se transforme de manera espontanea en oro. Tengo muchas ganas de ver algo asi. Y aun asi, en cada apareamiento humano, mil millones de espermatozoides compiten para llegar a un solo ovul.. | Alan Moore | ||
| aa19ba9 | Studies of cancer patients show that attitudes of mind have very little effect on clinical outcome. We may say we are fighting cancer, but cancer is merely fighting us; we may think we have beaten it, when it has only gone away to regroup. It is all just the universe doing its stuff, and we are the stuff it is being done to. And so, perhaps, with grief. We imagine we have battled against it, been purposeful, overcome sorrow, scrubbed the ru.. | Julian Barnes | ||
| d15de03 | If you remember your past too well you start blaming your present for it. Look what they did to me, that's what caused me to be like this, it's not my fault. Permit me to correct you: it probably is your fault. And kindly spare me the details. | past present | Julian Barnes | |
| ed93642 | And yet it takes only the smallest pleasure or pain to teach us of time's malleability. Some emotions speed it up, others slow it down; occasionally, it seems to go missing - until the eventual point when it really does go missing, never to return. | memory time | Julian Barnes | |
| 4576623 | You would think, wouldn't you, that if you were the child of a happy marriage, then you ought to have a better than average marriage yourself - either through some genetic inheritance or because you'd learnt from example? But it doesn't seem to work like that. So perhaps you need the opposite example - to see mistakes in order not to make them yourself. Except this would mean that the best way for parents to ensure their children have happy.. | Julian Barnes | ||
| 71d9bba | You can't love someone without imaginative sympathy, without beginning to see the world from another point of view. You can't be a good lover, a good artist or a good politician without this capacity (you can get away with it, but that's not what I mean). Show me the tyrants who have been great lovers. | empathy-psychology narrative narratology stories | Julian Barnes | |
| 0279281 | The writer has little control over personal temperament, none over historical moment, and is only partly in charge of his or her own aesthetic. | limitations writers writing | Julian Barnes | |
| 01b7c20 | Perhaps love could never be captured in a definition; it could only ever be captured in a story. | Julian Barnes | ||
| adc4d6c | Catelyn had never liked this godswood. She had been born a Tully, at Riverrun far to the south, on the Red Fork of the Trident. The godswood there was a garden, bright and airy, where tall redwoods spread dappled shadows across tinkling streams, birds sang from hidden nests, and the air was spicy with the scent of flowers. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| ca5145d | She remembered the godswood, drooping branches heavy with moisture, and the sound of her brother's laughter as he chased her through piles of damp leaves. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 33deebe | I don't know what message to send to Bran. Help him Tyrion." "What help could I give him? I am no maester, to ease his pain. I have no spell to give him back his legs." "You gave me help when I needed it" Jon Snow said. | bran jon-snow tyrion words | George R. R. Martin | |
| 16fdbd6 | Older than sin and twice as mean | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 4993c42 | There is no shame in loving. | sex | George R.R. Martin | |
| 1505601 | The gold of a lowland lord is as worthless as a half man's promises'' Gunthor said. ''Half a man I may be'' Tyrion said. ''Yet I have the courage to face my enemies. What do the Stone Crows do, but hide behind rocks and shiver with fear as the knights of the Vale ride by? | George R.R. Martin | ||
| e19cc38 | A thousand deaths would still be less than he deserves. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| c14fc86 | How do you fight someone if you can't hit them? | George R.R. Martin | ||
| a4a5e4f | Robb: Uncle Benjen said to send you to the stables if I saw you. Jon: I have one more farewell to make. Robb: Then I haven't seen you. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 2c5740b | Every touch a lie. I have paid her so much false coin that she half thinks she's rich. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| aa32ccd | She should be more frightened herself, she knew. She was only ten, a skinny girl on a stolen horse with a dark forest ahead of her and men behind who would gladly cut off her feet. Yet somehow she felt calmer than ever had in Harrenhal. The rain had washed the guard's blood off her fingers, she wore a sword across her back, wolves were prowling through the dark like lean grey shadows, and Arya Stark was unafraid. Fear cuts deeper than sword.. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 239d09f | Jon Snow, you know nothing. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| af8a32e | Tell me again what you saved.'' ''Your life'' Daenerys, said. Mirri Maz Duur laughed cruelly. ''Look to your khal and see what life is worth when all the rest is gone. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 16fb675 | Sure, I knew the differences between a space opera and a hard-boiled detective story and a historical novel...but I never about such differences. It seemed to me, then as now, that there are good stories and bad stories, and that was the only distinction that truly mattered. | genre-fiction reading | George R.R. Martin | |
| 4365d00 | If you would wed, wed. If not, take your pleasure where you find it. There's little enough of it in this world." - Oberyn" -- | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 3169537 | There was an agelessness about him, a stillness; on Roose Bolton's face, rage and joy looked much the same. | joy rage roose-bolton stillness | George R.R. Martin | |
| cc54636 | There is only one god, death and there is only one thing you say to him, not today. -Syrio Forell | syrio-forell | George R.R. Martin |