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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| b087565 | For I hear music, they were saying. Music wakes us. Music makes us see the hidden, join the broken. Look and listen. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| 7120a19 | He- for there could be no doubt of his sex, though the fashion of the time did something to disguise it- was in the act of slicing at the head of a Moor which swung from the rafters. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| d2721d7 | We insist, it seems, on living. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| d16c946 | Sir William said he never spoke of 'madness'; he called it not having a sense of proportion. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| a8d2c51 | To admit authorities, however heavily furred and gowned, into our libraries and let them tell us how to read, what to read, what value to place upon what we read, is to destroy the spirit of freedom which is the breath of those sanctuaries. Everywhere else we may be bound by laws and conventions--there we have none. | freedom literature reading words | Virginia Woolf | |
| 47c7526 | And now more than anything I want beautiful prose. I relish it more and more exquisitely. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| 4ca4bf8 | For one's children so often gave one's own perceptions a little thrust forwards. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| ba01c29 | That is my face,' said Rhoda, 'in the looking-glass behind Susan's shoulder - that is my face. But I will duck behind her to hide it, for I am not here. I have no face. Other people have faces; Susan and Jinny have faces; they are here. Their world is the real world. The things they lift are heavy. They say Yes, they say No; whereas I shift and change and am seen through in a second. If they meet a housemaid she looks at them without laughi.. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| b508825 | The hatchet must fall on the block; the oak must be cleft to the centre. The weight of the world is on my shoulders. Here is the pen and the paper; on the letters in the wire basket I sign my name, I, I, and again I. | weight | Virginia Woolf | |
| 4ea4bff | But the life of a Willa Cather, a Lillian Helman, and Virginia Woolf - - - would it not be a series of rapid ascents and probing descents into shades and meanings -- into more people, ideas and conceptions? Would it not be in color, rather than black-and-white, or more gray? I think it would. And thus, I not being them, could try to be more like them: to listen, observe, and feel, and try to live more fully. | willa-cather | Sylvia Plath | |
| 3617be2 | Blame it or praise it, there is no denying the wild horse in us. To gallop intemperately; fall on the sand tired out; to feel the earth spin; to have - positively - a rush of friendship for stones and grasses, as if humanity were over, and as for men and women, let them go hang - there is no getting over the fact that this desire seizes up pretty often. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| 1c87726 | I will achieve in my life - Heaven grant that it be not long - some gigantic amalgamation between the two discrepancies so hideously apparent to me. Out of my suffering I will do it. I will knock. I will enter. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| b1b1ecd | You wish to be a poet; you wish to be a lover. But the splendid clarity of your intelligence, and the remorseless honestly of your intellect bring you to a halt. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| eda3d52 | Examine for a moment an ordinary mind on an ordinary day. The mind receives a myriad impressions--trivial, fantastic, evanescent, or engraved with the sharpness of steel. From all sides they come, an incessant shower of innumerable atoms; and as they fall, as they shape themselves into the life of Monday or Tuesday | Virginia Woolf | ||
| 5d4ccde | I see the mountains in the sky; the great clouds; and the moon; I have a great and astonishing sense of something there, which is "it"--it is not exactly beauty that I mean. It is that the thing is in itself enough: satisfactory, achieved. A sense of my own strangeness, walking on the earth is there too: of the infinite oddity of the human position; with the moon up there and those mountain clouds." | Virginia Woolf | ||
| 6056afc | Also, though not over-elderly, he was not over-young. | nikolai old time young | Nikolai Gogol | |
| 539db1f | Lying in a featherbed will not bring you fame, nor staying beneath the quilt, and he who uses up his life without achieving fame leaves no more vestige of himself on earth than smoke in the air or foam upon the water. | Dante Alighieri | ||
| 393e87b | That with him were, what time the Love Divine | Dante Alighieri | ||
| 59bedfa | Before me things created were none, save things | Dante Alighieri | ||
| 0e16db4 | You did thirst for blood, and with blood I fill you | hell inferno | Dante Alighieri | |
| e8ee09a | A four foot box, a foot for every year. | death-of-a-loved-one | Seamus Heaney | |
| 1789374 | Life is not so simple. There are many futures. The life of a single person is like a great tree: every branch, every twig, every leaf is a possible future. | David Gemmell | ||
| 888c682 | Life can be savored only if you look to the future and leave vengeance to the gods | revenge vengeance | David Gemmell | |
| 4c276d4 | Danger lies in the extreme. A man who is always cruel is evil, a man who is always compassionate will be taken advantage of. It is more a question of balance, or harmony, if you will. | David Gemmell | ||
| 0cc81fc | True. The one certainty about riding, Braygan, is that - at some time - you will fall off. It is a fact. Another fact you might like to consider, in your life of perpetual terror, is that you will die. We are all going to die, some of us young, some of us old, some of us in our sleep, some of us screaming in agony. We cannot stop it, we can only delay it. | David Gemmell | ||
| dcbb26d | Something I am wondering: if you cannot hear do you have no sounds in your head? Do you see a silent movie | Sharon Creech | ||
| 6054702 | So much depends upon a blue car splattered with mud speeding down the road. | Sharon Creech | ||
| 85040cb | Sometimes I just think depression's one way of coping with the world. Like, some people get drunk, some people do drugs, some people get depressed. | Ned Vizzini | ||
| dddded0 | The thought trail one another in my brain running from the back up to the front and dripping down again under my chin: I'm no one; I'll never make it in my life; I'm about to get revealed as a fake, I've already been revealed as a fake but I don't know it yet; I know I'm a fake and pretend not to. All the good thoughts - the normal ones, the ones that have occasionally surfaced since last fall - scramble out the front of my brain in terror .. | Ned Vizzini | ||
| fafdf5f | They're sort of ancillary anyway, friends. I mean, they're important -- everybody knows that; the TV tells you so -- but they come and go. You lose one friend, you pick up another. | Ned Vizzini | ||
| 9d17688 | And I'm not assuming and I'm not judging. I'm just being curious. | judgmental | Ned Vizzini | |
| fa31641 | Doc, I'm not afraid of dying; I'm only afraid of living, and I want to put this bayonet through my stomach, | Ned Vizzini | ||
| f6dee29 | Time is a person-made concept. | Ned Vizzini | ||
| 25d8465 | I knew then that this is how God loves us all and receives us all, and that there is no such thing in this universe as hell, except maybe in our own terrified minds. Because if even one broken and limited human being could experience even one such episode of absolute forgiveness and acceptance of her own self, then imagine--just imagine!--what God, in all His eternal compassion, can forgive and accept. | compassion forgiveness god love people | Elizabeth Gilbert | |
| 07c4bcf | The Buddha taught that all human suffering is rooted in desire. Don't we all know this to be true? Any of us who have ever desired something and then didn't get it (or, worse, got it and subsequently lost it) know full well the suffering of which the Buddah spoke. Desiring another person is perhaps the most risky endeavor of all. As soon as you want somebody - really want him - it is as though you have taken a surgical needle and sutured yo.. | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| 75a3dae | He endeared himself to me forever the first night we met, when I was getting frustrated with my inability to find the words I wanted in Italian, and he put his hand on my arm and said, "Liz, you must be very polite with yourself when you are learning something new." | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| 2d9329e | This is what rituals are for. We do spiritual ceremonies as human beings in order to create a safe resting place for our most complicated feelings of joy or trauma, so that we don't have to haul those feelings around with us forever, weighing us down. | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| 2e4d4e0 | The essential ingredients for creativity remain exactly the same for everybody: courage, enchantment, permission, persistence, trust--and those elements are universally accessible. Which does not mean that creative living is always easy; it merely means that creative living is always possible. | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| b621638 | Creativity is a path for the brave, yes, but it is not a path for the fearless, and it's important to recognize the distinction. Bravery means doing something scary. Fearlessness means not even understanding what the word scary means. If your goal in life is to become fearless, then I believe you're already on the wrong path, because the only truly fearless people I've ever met were straight-up sociopaths and a few exceptionally reckless th.. | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| ecdb791 | But inspiration is still sitting there right beside me, and it is trying. Inspiration is trying to send me messages in every form it can--through dreams, through portents, through clues, through coincidences, through deja vu, through kismet, through surprising waves of attraction and reaction, through the chills that run up my arms, through the hair that stands up on the back of my neck, through the pleasure of something new and surprising,.. | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| f2484b2 | in stillness, I watched myselfget eaten by mosquitoes... the itch was maddening at first but eventually it just melded into a general burning feeling and i rode that heat to a mld euphoria. I allowed the pain to lose its specific associations and become pure sensation... and that eventually lifted me out of myself and into meditation. | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| cdda961 | Whatever you do, try not to dwell too long on your failures. You don't need to conduct autopsies on your disasters. | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| 742dd9f | We are like Tolstoy's fabled beggar who spent his life sitting on a pot of gold, begging for pennies from every passerby, unaware that his fortune was right under him the whole time. Your treasure - your perfection - is within you already. But to claim it, you must leave the busy commotion of the mind and abandon the desires of the ego and enter into the silence of the heart. | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| 63597dd | He was playing a character I had invented, which is somewhat telling. In desperate love, it's always like this, isn't it? In desperate love, we always invent the characters of our partners, demanding that they be what we need of them, and then feeling | Elizabeth Gilbert |