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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| bcfce8e | What happens when you win? When your enemies are at your mercy: how will you act then? Compromise is the temptation of the weak; this is the test for the strong. | Salman Rushdie | ||
| 5857cf4 | I was born in the city of Bombay ... once upon a time. No, that won't do, there's no getting away from the date: I was born in Doctor Narlikar's Nursing Home on August 15th, 1947. And the time? The time matters, too. Well then: at night. No, it's important to be more ... On the stroke of midnight, as a matter of fact. Clock-hands joined palms in respectful greeting as I came. Oh, spell it out, spell it out: at the precise instant of India's.. | Salman Rushdie | ||
| 934e945 | The Wild Man doesn't come to full life through being "natural," going with the flow, smoking weed, reading nothing, and being generally groovy. Ecstasy amounts to living within reach of the high voltage of the golden gifts. The ecstasy comes after thought, after discipline imposed on ourselves, after grief." -- | Robert Bly | ||
| 9ea8402 | A warrior, or any man for that matter, cannot possibly wish he were somewhere else; a warrior because he lives by challenge, an ordinary man because he doesn't know where his death is going to find him. | Carlos Castaneda | ||
| 35941a9 | If we don't understand our tools, then there is a danger we will become the tool of our tools. We think of ourselves as Google's customers, but really we're its products. | technology | Rebecca Goldstein | |
| a4b863f | You're not exactly up for the Humanitarian of the Year award, so save your altruism for someone who can't see through you like cellophane. | cellophane cellophane-wrap fake funny hokey humanitarian jesus-complex messiah-complex pretend pretentious see-through self-righteousness | Rebecca McNutt | |
| 67c200a | But alas! my Lord, what is blood! what is nobility! We are all reptiles, miserable, sinful creatures. It is piety alone that can distinguish us from the dust whence we sprung, and whither we must return. | Horace Walpole | ||
| 68ee59e | Isabel took a drive alone that afternoon; she wished to be far away, under the sky, where she could descend from her carriage and tread upon the daisies. She had long before this taken old Rome into her confidence, for in a world of ruins the ruin of her happiness seemed a less unnatural catastrophe. She rested her weariness upon things that had crumbled for centuries and yet still were upright; she dropped her secret sadness into the silen.. | Henry James | ||
| 3f983b2 | Her chief dread in life, at this period of her development, was that she would appear narrow minded; what she feared next afterwards was that she should be so. | Henry James | ||
| 69080ba | I am not a well educated man except that I have educated myself, and, because I have educated myself, what I say will not stand up, for lack of recognized authority. This in turn leaves me free to say what I will, in the hope that, like those small forces that do not threaten empires and are thus not fully pursued, the things in which I believe can survive in some high and forgotten place until the power of empire subsides. | Mark Helprin | ||
| bd1f3cb | I pray to the birds. I pray to the birds because I believe they will carry the messages of my heart upward. I pray to them because I believe in their existence, the way their songs begin and end each day--the invocations and benedictions of Earth. I pray to the birds because they remind me of what I love rather than what I fear. And at the end of my prayers, they teach me how to listen. | Terry Tempest Williams | ||
| dcb0d52 | This is what we can promise the future: a legacy of care. That we will be good stewards and not take too much or give back too little, that we will recognize wild nature for what it is, in all its magnificent and complex history - an unfathomable wealth that should be consciously saved, not ruthlessly spent. Privilege is what we inherit by our status as Homo sapiens living on this planet. This is the privilege of imagination. What we choose.. | Terry Tempest Williams | ||
| f978150 | I wonder how it is we have come to this place in our society where art and nature are spoke in terms of what is optional, the pastime and concern of the elite? | nature society | Terry Tempest Williams | |
| 177eacb | And so we polish our own lives, creating landscapes and canyons and peaks with the very silt we try to avoid, the dirt we disavow or hide or deny. It is the dirt of our lives--the depressions, the losses, the inequities, the failing grades in trigonometry, the e-mails sent in fear or hate or haste, the ways in which we encounter people different from us--that shape us, polish us to a heady sheen, make us in fact more beautiful, more element.. | Terry Tempest Williams | ||
| f1f6c55 | I wish I hadn't cried so much! | Lewis Carroll | ||
| 3e1ae1d | Alice sighed wearily. `I think you might do something better with the time,' she said, `than waste it in asking riddles that have no answers.' `If you knew Time as well as I do,' said the Hatter, `you wouldn't talk about wasting it. It's him.' `I don't know what you mean,' said Alice. `Of course you don't!' the Hatter said, tossing his head contemptuously. `I dare say you never even spoke to Time!' | lewis-carroll mad-hatter time wordplay | Lewis Carroll | |
| f51b9f2 | You are old Father William,' the young man said, 'and your hair has become very white; and yet you incessantly stand on your head-do you think, at your age, it is right? | Lewis Carroll | ||
| 23c30e7 | For the snark was a boojum, you see. | humor snark ultimate-answer | Lewis Carroll | |
| 062d07d | What do you call yourself?" the Fawn said at last. Such a soft sweet voice it had! "I wish I knew!" thought poor Alice. She answered, rather sadly, "Nothing, just now." "Think again," it said: "that won't do." Alice thought, but nothing came of it. "Please, would you tell me what you call yourself?" she said timidly, "I think that might help a little." "I'll tell you, if you'll come a little further on," the Fawn said. "I can't remember her.. | danger deer fawn fear innocence instinct purity survival wonderland | Lewis Carroll | |
| 517f8f4 | what is the use of a book,' thought Alice, 'without pictures or conversations?'" - Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland, Ch. 1" | Lewis Carroll | ||
| 35ce060 | I have done so many things in my life," she said to the mirror. "Evil things, perhaps. But never unattentively, never wastefully...was I wrong?" | life | Lawrence Durrell | |
| a530e44 | Jesus gave us a model for the work of the church at the Last Supper. While his disciples kept proposing more organization - Hey, let's elect officers, establish hierarchy, set standards of professionalism - Jesus quietly picked up a towel and basin of water and began to wash their feet. | church spirituality | Philip Yancey | |
| 455834a | Disney world is an armpit,compared to Montana!! | Carl Hiaasen | ||
| 5f2ac1b | Mrs. Bonneville never buckled her seat belt, even though it was required by state law; an ardent libertarian, she opposed government meddling in all matters of personal choice. | Carl Hiaasen | ||
| fd3b791 | Even his hair seemed more startled than usual. | Stephanie Perkins | ||
| c50b639 | That being singular is the exact thing that makes something -- or someone -- amazing. | Stephanie Perkins | ||
| 1799f5b | Foomp! My inner fire ignites. | anna-olimphant etienne-st-clair stephanie-perkins | Stephanie Perkins | |
| 8e537d4 | Well, bloody noses." I hug his coat tighter. "Those are definitely hot." | funny hot humor romantic-comedy sarcasm | Stephanie Perkins | |
| 24d323c | It gets worse. Josh tell her that he loves her. She says it back. He touches her. She touches him back. And then they're losing their virginity on the floor of her bedroom beside her pet rabbit, Isis. A rabbit. Josh literally lost his virginity in front of a metaphor for sex. | rabbits sex | Stephanie Perkins | |
| 0da671b | There are no endings, and there are no fairy tales. But the pages keep being written. Time soldiers on. | James Patterson and Jill Dembowski | ||
| b0881e0 | This is not a democracy," I said, understanding he fear but unable to do anything about it. "It's a Maxocracy." | James Patterson | ||
| 0c2a510 | The eraser | James Patterson | ||
| 92f1532 | Listen up," I said urgently. "It's time to round up your gear. I'm gonna check in with Patrick, and then we're getting the flock out of here." Ha-ha." | James Patterson | ||
| e986f6a | Yes, I sounded like a pathetic weenie. I prefer to think of it as showing my softer side. | James Patterson | ||
| 8dbba45 | Max--you have a bigger mission than finding the flock's parents. Focus on helping the whole world, not just your friends. I held my wings steady, coasting for a long, long way on a warm updraft. It was like floating on a cloud, the best feeling you can imagine. I wish you could try it with me. Maybe next time. You know, Voice, I thought finally, my friends are my world. | James Patterson | ||
| 3bcdfc6 | Quote from James Patterson's book "Suzanne's Diary for Nicholas" "Imagine life is a game in which you are juggling five balls. The balls are called work, family, health, friends, and integrity. And you're keeping all of them in the air. But one day you finally come to understand that work is a rubber ball. If you drop it, it will bounce back. The other four balls - family, health, friends, integrity - are made of glass. If you drop one of .. | James Patterson | ||
| 3de9e2c | This was a perfect storm of crap, all flying through the same fan, right at him. | James Patterson | ||
| 95dc95a | Good night, good night, parting is such sweet sorrow,' she whispered 'That I shall say good night till it be morrow,' Harry replied. | only-time-will-tell | Jeffrey Archer | |
| 2f84644 | I want you to learn that you cannot have anything without working for it. The only way you can be taken advantage of is if you think you can get something for nothing. | Maya Angelou | ||
| c31a014 | Water isn't shaped like a river or ocean; it mists invisibly against metal and glass | Maya Angelou | ||
| db5e027 | But I'm not to be caught with such poor bait! I'm a big fish, I am. | Maxim Gorky | ||
| e007e59 | Your father is angry with me because he thinks I almost got myself killed,' said Sabriel, with a slight grin. 'I don't understand it myself, since I think he should be glad that I didn't. | Garth Nix | ||
| 8d44af8 | I'm a child in that respect: able to live, physically speaking, on a crumb of anticipation for weeks at a time, but always in danger of crushing the waited-for event with the freight of my excessive hope. | Zoë Heller | ||
| c8757a6 | Power's a strange thing, lad. It's a drug people like me crave it. | drug power | Nancy Farmer |