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d24767b And I thought about books. And for the first time I realized that a man was behind each one of the books. A man had to think them up. A man had to take a long time to put them down on paper. And I'd never even thought that thought before. Ray Bradbury
0b5b4e8 Important thing is not the me that's lying here, but the me that's sitting on the edge of the bed looking back at me, and the me that's downstairs cooking supper, or out in the garage under the car, or in the library reading. All the new parts, they count. I'm not really dying today. No person ever died that had a family. Ray Bradbury
9a54475 War's never a winning thing, Charlie. You just lose all the time, and the one who loses last asks for terms. All I remember is a lot of losing and sadness and nothing good but the end of it. The end of it, Charles, that was a winning all to itself, having nothing to do with guns. But I don't suppose that's the kind of victory you boys mean for me to talk on. Ray Bradbury
3c44fd6 Evil has only the power that we give it. Ray Bradbury
2e014d0 I'll be darned!" said Douglas. "I never thought of that. That's brilliant! It's true. Old people never were children!" "And it's kind of sad," said Tom, sitting still."There's nothing we can do to help them." Ray Bradbury
529b1a2 I don't want to change sides and just be told what to do. There's no reason to change if I do that. Ray Bradbury
f858003 Far away, in the meadow, shadows flickered in the Mirror's Maze, as if parts of someone's life, yet unborn, were trapped there, waiting to be lived. Ray Bradbury
10630c8 You can't ever have my books. fahrenheit-451 mgg ray-bradbury Ray Bradbury
5854480 I was only twelve. But I knew how much I loved her. It was that love that comes before all significance of body and morals. It was that love that was no more bad than wind and sea and sand lying side by side forever. It was made of all the warm long days together at the beach, and the humming quiet days of droning education at the school. All the long Autumn days of the years past when I carried her books home from school. beach child education fall forever love morals october school Ray Bradbury
e10f973 But mortification - literally, "making death" - is what life is all about, a slow discovery of the mortality of all that is created so that we can appreciate its beauty without clinging to it as if it were a lasting possession. Our lives can indeed be seen as a process of becoming familiar with death, as a school in the art of dying . . . all these times have passed by like friendly visitors, leaving you with dear memories but also with the.. Henri J.M. Nouwen
b2e20bb The mystery of ministry is that we have been chosen to make our own limited and very conditional love the gateway for the unlimited and unconditional love of GOD...people who are so deeply in love with JESUS that they are ready to follow HIM wherever HE guides them, always trusting that, with HIM, they will find life and find it abundantly Henri J.M. Nouwen
8a6ae1f Although claiming my true identity as a child of God, I still live as though the God to whom I am returning demands an explanation. I still think about his love as conditional and about home as a place I am not yet fully sure of. While walking home, I keep entertaining doubts about whether I will be truly welcome when I get there. As I look at my spiritual journey, my long and fatiguing trip home, I see how full it is of guilt about the pas.. dignity doubts failure failures god grace guilt home identity love son sonship worries worry worthlessness Henri J.M. Nouwen
d0c6c3a In the depths of your hopes and desires lies your silent knowledge of the beyond; Kahlil Gibran
967693a The things which the child loves remain in the domain of the heart until old age. The most beautiful thing in life is that our souls remain hovering over the places where we once enjoyed ourselves. I am one of those who remembers those places regardless of distance or time. Kahlil Gibran
3f64f17 Long were the days of pain I have spent within its walls, and long were the nights of aloneness; and who can depart from his pain and his aloneness without regret? Kahlil Gibran
618fb42 The man dies in all who keep silent in the face of tyranny Wole Soyinka
4bba9ab Because if the decisions you make about where you invest your blood, sweat, and tears are not consistent with the person you aspire to be, you'll never become that person. Clayton M. Christensen
6062c66 Historical analogy is the last refuge of people who can't grasp the current situation. Kim Stanley Robinson
8e1754a We are all of us doomed to spend our lives watching a movie of our lives - we are always acting on what has just finished happening. Tom Wolfe
d596072 In the late nineteenth and early twentieth centuries, old people in America had prayed, "Please God, don't let me look poor." In the year 2000, they prayed, "Please God, don't let me look old." Sexiness was equated with youth, and youth ruled. The most widespread age-related disease was not senility but juvenility. " Tom Wolfe
cebbe8f Everything was becoming allegorical, understood by the group mind, and especially this: "You're either on the bus...or off the bus." -- ken-kesey Tom Wolfe
b75b1e8 A liberal is a conservative who has been arrested. Tom Wolfe
b7b5864 For hym was levere have at his beddes heed Twenty bookes, clad in blak or reed, Chaucer Geoffrey
9d5aff8 In the pseudoiterative, one performs the ritual of the day attentive to both the joy of the familiar and the shiver of the accidental. Kim Stanley Robinson
bca3ee2 We dream, we wake on a cold hillside, we pursue the dream again. In the beginning was the dream, and the work of disenchantment never ends. dreams knowledge learning Kim Stanley Robinson
50c383c All the repetitions in the pattern were superficial; the moment was always new. It had to be lived, and then the next moment embraced as it arrived. change inspirational Kim Stanley Robinson
9f7091b But lies were what people wanted; that was politics. Kim Stanley Robinson
defb35b Here they were, on the only planetary surface on which you could walk freely, naked to the wind and the sun, and when they had a choice, they sat in boxes and stared at littler boxes, just as if they had no choice-as if they were in a space station- Kim Stanley Robinson
2859d90 The rain fell with such fervor that the world disappeared. David Guterson
40ef146 The most beautiful highway in the world Dave Pelzer
7019fda The world was so unbearably pretty, and it continued being so all the way down the mountain to school. I felt slightly high because of the beauty, and the inside of my head tickled. I wondered if this is how artists go through life, with all of its sensations tickling their craniums like a peacock feather.. beauty hey-nostradamus high life nature Douglas Coupland
e94394a Or maybe memories are like karaoke - where you realize up on the stage, with all those lyrics scrawling across the screen's bottom, and with everybody clapping at you, that you didn't even know the lyrics to your all-time favourite song. Only afterwards, when someone else is up on stage humiliating themselves amid the clapping and laughing, do you realize that what you liked most about your favourite song was precisely your ignorance of its.. music Douglas Coupland
8af346d What one moment from you defines what it's like to be alive on this planet. What's your takeaway?'' There is silence. Tobias doesn't get her point, and frankly, neither do I. She continues: ''Fake yuppie experiences that you had to spend money on, like white water rafting or elephant rides in Thailand don't count. I want to hear some small moment from your life that proves you're really alive. Douglas Coupland
7e82e23 Sometimes I think the people to feel the saddest for are people who are unable to connect with the profound--people such as my boring brother-in-law, a hearty type so concerned with normality and fitting in that he eliminates any possibility of uniqueness for himself and his own personality. I wonder if some day, when he is older, he will wake up and the deeper part of him will realize that he has never allowed himself to truly exist, and h.. Douglas Coupland
b187a2b You should be spreading the good word. You should be etching the good word onto the glass scanning beds of library photocopiers. You should be scraping the truth onto old auto parts and throwing them off bridges so that people digging in the mud in a million years will question the world, too. You should be carving eyeballs into tire treads and onto shoe soles so that your every trail speaks of thinking and faith and belief. You should be d.. truth urgency Douglas Coupland
1226da3 If somebody wants to run for office, they had better to explain why they want to run for office. Wanting to be a candidate seems, in itself, reason for exclusion. Douglas Coupland
9b21d5b Our curse as humans is that we are trapped in time; our curse is that we are forced to interpret life as a sequence of events - a story - and when we can't figure out what our particular story is, we feel lost somehow. Douglas Coupland
1343003 I'll give you another example. The snake in the Garden of Eden?" "Yeah?" "It was just a snake. Humanity's first real decision was to defy God. So was mine. That's the reason I make you uncomfortable. We're so much alike." humanity lucifer Richard Kadrey
a96bd8f You were a prick and a crook, but no one deserves to go out the way you went. I hope it was over quick and that you tasted like ass all the way down. Amen. Richard Kadrey
f0c8211 Love a man who'll bleed to make a point. (Candy) men Richard Kadrey
351c865 Thanks for treating me like, you know, a person through all this shit. I know that isn't always easy. (Stark) You do have a habit of pissing on other people's welcome mats. But, when a gentleman gives you a booty call to a massacre, it's easy to forgive. Ciao. (Candy) forgiveness massacre Richard Kadrey
e0f87c2 His mouth comes down on mine, harder now, more demanding, a raw, hungry need in him rising to the surface. "You belong to me," he growls. "Say it." "Yes. Yes, I belong to you." His mouth finds mine again, demanding, taking, drawing me under his spell. "Say it again," he demands, nipping my lip, squeezing my breast and nipple, and sending a ripple of pleasure straight to my sex. "I belong to you," I pant. He lifts me off the ground with the .. Lisa Renee Jones
38f3722 How many of us allow others to define us and thus we become what they want us to be, not what we should be or could be? Lisa Renee Jones
04fcf14 Hold Everything Dear John Berger