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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 40a9705 | I wish we had a sign that this flaming dragon is part of an attack or something. Those dung heaps might think it's just one of their own monsters enjoying the sunrise. | Tamora Pierce | ||
| 9d30b8e | I wanted to have something good to remember about today," she replied quietly. "Something that wasn't petty and mean. Sometimes you have to provide such moments yourself." | nice-moments winnamine | Tamora Pierce | |
| 63a1a14 | Curiously, the one bodily fluid of other people that doesn't disgust us is the one produced by the human alone: tears. Consider the sole type of used tissue you'd be willing to share. | Michael Pollan | ||
| 97b5ae9 | We are not only what we eat, but how we eat, too. | Michael Pollan | ||
| e6fb0e0 | In the same way that the picturesque designers were always careful to include some reminder of our mortality in their gardens -- a ruin, sometimes even a dead tree -- the act of leaving parts of the garden untended, and calling attention to its margins, seems to undermine any pretense to perfect power or wisdom on the part of the gardener. The margins of our gardens can be tropes too, but figures of irony rather than transcendence -- antido.. | gardening hubris nature wild wilderness | Michael Pollan | |
| ea8a364 | The repetitive phases of cooking leave plenty of mental space for reflection, and as I chopped and minced and sliced I thought about the rhythms of cooking, one of which involves destroying the order of the things we bring from nature into our kitchens, only to then create from them a new order. We butcher, grind, chop, grate, mince, and liquefy raw ingredients, breaking down formerly living things so that we might recombine them in new, mo.. | Michael Pollan | ||
| ff2ecec | Mowing the lawn, I felt like I was battling the earth rather than working it; each week it sent forth a green army and each week I beat it back with my infernal machine. Unlike every other plant in my garden, the grasses were anonymous, massified, deprived of any change or development whatsoever, not to mention any semblance of self-determination. I ruled a totalitarian landscape. Hot monotonous hours behind the mower gave rise to existent.. | Michael Pollan | ||
| e081ef3 | In my travels on the surface, I once met a man who wore his religious beliefs like a badge of honor upon the sleeves of his tunic. "I am a Gondsman!" he proudly told me as we sat beside eachother at a tavern bar, I sipping my wind, and he, I fear, partaking a bit too much of his more potent drink. He went on to explain the premise of his religion, his very reason for being, that all things were based in science, in mechanics and in discover.. | R.A. Salvatore | ||
| 5ca6b5e | In Ankh-Morpork even the shit have a street to itself," said Detritus, awe and wonder in his voice. "Truly, this a land of opportunity." | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 5f3db34 | Things like crowns had a troublesome effect on clever folk; it was best to leave all the reigning to the kind of people whose eyebrows met in the middle when they tried to think. In a funny sort of way, they were much better at it. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 3487c34 | Now consider the tortoise and the eagle. The tortoise is a ground-living creature. It is impossible to live nearer the ground without being under it. Its horizons are a few inches away. It has about as good a turn of speed as you need to hunt down a lettuce. It has survived while the rest of evolution flowed past it by being, on the whole, no threat to anyone and too much trouble to eat. And then there is the eagle. A creature of the air an.. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| a0d35ab | He was said to have the body of a twenty-five year old, although no-one knew where he kept it. The point was that everyone else had someone, even if in Nobby's case it was probably against their will. | nobby | Terry Pratchett | |
| 3b85fc5 | gayer than a tree full of monkeys on nitrous oxide | Terry Pratchett Neil Gaiman | ||
| 81e2563 | You can either be on the stage, just a performer, just going through the lines... or you can be outside it, and know how the script works, where the scenery hangs, and where the trapdoors are. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 4d86881 | Sometimes I dream that we could deal with the big crimes, that we could make a law for countries and not just for people, | Terry Pratchett | ||
| dedb9d3 | Biers was where the undead drank. And when Igor the barman was asked for a Bloody Mary, he didn't mix a metaphor. | hogfather puns undead | Terry Pratchett | |
| 472aaef | About a cookbook...) - What about this one? Maids of Honor? - Weeelll, they starts OUT as Maids of Honor...but they ends up Tarts. | funny-and-random humor humorous retort satire wit witty | Terry Pratchett | |
| 3f7e983 | Joshua, cynicism is the only reasonable response to the antics of humanity. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| f12082f | Om rubed his head. This wasn't god-like thinking. It seemed simpler when you were up here. It was all a game. You forgot that it wasn't a game down there. People died. Bits got chopped off. We're like eagles up here, he thought. Sometimes we show tortoise how to fly. Then we let go. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 5ea8911 | It had a very long pendulum, and the pendulum swung with a slow tick-tock that set his teeth on edge, because it was the kind of deliberate annoying ticking that wanted to make it abundantly clear that every tick and every tock was stripping another second off your life. It was the kind of sound that suggested very pointedly that in some hypothetical hourglass somewhere, another few grains of sand had dropped out form under you. | death | Terry Pratchett | |
| d7ea650 | Oh, there's plenty of reasons. I just don't know which one. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 43285ea | He was certain he was anorectic, because every time he looked in a mirror he saw a fat man. It was the Archchancellor, standing behind him and shouting at him. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 3320785 | Child. That was a terrible thing to say to anyone who was almost thirteen. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 1aaf511 | Can I ask a question, sir?" said Maurice, as Death turned to go. You May Not Get An Answer. "I suppose there isn't a Big Cat in the Sky, is there?" I'm Surprised At You, Maurice. Of Course There Are No Cat Gods. That Would Be Too Much Like...Work. Maurice nodded. One good thing about being a cat, apart from the extra lives, was that the theology was a lot simpler." | Terry Pratchett | ||
| a2b4525 | the awesome splendor of the universe is much easier to deal with if you think of it as a series of small chunks. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 833bdbd | They represented what people called the "international community." And like all uses of the word "community," you were never quite sure what or who it was." | Terry Pratchett | ||
| c2d7308 | The Library didn't only contain magical books, the ones which are chained to their shelves and are very dangerous. It also contained perfectly ordinary books, printed on commonplace paper in mundane ink. It would be a mistake to think that they weren't also dangerous, just because reading them didn't make fireworks go off in the sky. Reading them sometimes did the more dangerous trick of making fireworks go off in the privacy of the reader'.. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| e3c10c2 | Seeing, contrary to popular wisdom, isn't believing. It's where belief stops, because it isn't needed anymore. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 79f7c5b | We are as gods to beasts of the field. We order the time of their birth and the time of their death. Between times, we have a duty. | kindness-to-animals terry-pratchett | Terry Pratchett | |
| 3b77a79 | There were a lot of things he could say. "Son of a bitch!" would have been a good one. Or he could say, "Welcome to civilization!" He could have said, "Laugh this one off!" He might have said, "Fetch!" But he didn't, because if he had said any of those things then he'd have known that what he had just done was murder." | murder police | Terry Pratchett | |
| c4fd5f2 | Charity ain't giving people what you wants to give, it's giving people what they need to get. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| b53bdbe | Two uniformed trolls were standing in front of Sergeant Colon's high desk, with a slightly smaller troll between them. This troll was wearing a slightly downcast expression. It was also wearing a tutu and had a small pair of gauzed wings glued to its back. " - happen to know that trolls don't have tradition of a Tooth Fairy," Colon was saying. "Especially not one called' - he looked down - "Clinkerbell. So how about we just call it breaki.. | humourous | Terry Pratchett | |
| 8ea6700 | Teppic hadn't been educated. Education had just settled on him, like dandruff. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| ab9720a | Men marched away, Vimes. And men marched back. How glorious the battles would have been that they never had to fight! | jingo vetinari vimes war | Terry Pratchett | |
| a6a3fe2 | Stanley always followed the rules. All sorts of things could go wrong if you didn't. So far he'd done 1:Upon Discovery of the Fire, Remain Calm. Now he'd come to 2: Shout 'Fire!' in a Loud, Clear Voice. 'Fire!' he shouted, and then ticked off 2 with his pencil. Next was: 3: Endeavour to Extinguish Fire If Possible. Stanley went to the door and opened it. Flames and smoke billowed in. He stared at them for a moment, shook his head, and shut.. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 3858b6b | Being Ymor's right-hand man was like being gently flogged to death with scented bootlaces. | flogging right-hand-man | Terry Pratchett | |
| f076448 | Legitimate First watched them go as they walked away. Sergeant Colon felt he was being measured up. "I've always wondered about his name," said Nobby, turning and waving. "I mean...Legitimate?" "Can't blame a mother for being proud, Nobby," said Colon." | humourous | Terry Pratchett | |
| 9bded9a | Somewhere deep inside his mind, somewhere beyond the event horizon of rationality, the sheer pressure of insanity had hammered his madness into something harder than diamond. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 5fb936d | Insofar as he'd formed any opinion of her, it was that she suffered from misplaced gentility and the mistaken belief that etiquette meant good breeding. She mistook mannerisms for manners. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 0adc905 | But I did not return until half past four this morning and I distinctly remember stubbing my toe on the stairs. I am as drunk as a skunk, Drumknott, which of course means skunks are just as drunk as I. I must say the term is unfamiliar to me, and I had not thought hitherto of skunks in this context, but Mustrum Ridcully was kind enough to enlighten me. | idioms vetinari | Terry Pratchett | |
| 2dd3020 | Young women should not go alone on dark nights, even in Oxfordshire. But any prowling maniac would have had more than his work cut out if he had accosted Anathema Device. She was a witch, after all. And precisely because she was a witch, and therefore sensible, she put little faith in protective amulets and spells; she saved it all for a foot-long bread knife which she kept in her belt. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| d0c98e8 | But what we have here is not a nice girl, as generally understood. For one thing, she's not beautiful. There's a certain set to the jaw and arch to the nose that might, with a following wind and in the right light, be called handsome by a good-natured liar. Also, there's a certain glint in her eye generally possessed by those people who have found that they are more intelligent than most people around them but who haven't yet learned that o.. | intelligence | terry pratchett | |
| e6d226a | Brother Preptil, the master of the music, had described Brutha's voice as putting him in mind of a disappointed vulture arriving too late at the dead donkey. | music scavengers | Terry Pratchett | |
| 1397b55 | The night was as black as the inside of a cat. | Terry Pratchett |