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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 2ef9aa3 | Then no matter where you are, in a crowded restaurant or on some desolate street or even in the comforts of your own home, you'll watch yourself dismantle every assurance you ever lived by. You'll stand aside as a great complexity intrudes, tearing apart, piece by piece, all of your carefully conceived denials, whether deliberate or unconscious. And then for better or worse you'll turn, unable to resist, though try to resist you still will,.. | Mark Z. Danielewski | ||
| 94a5cb5 | You might try then, as I did, to find a sky so full of stars it will blind you again. Only no sky can blind you now. Even with all that iridescent magic up there, your eye will no longer linger on the light, it will no longer trace constellations. You'll care only about the darkness and you'll watch it for hours, for days, maybe even for years, trying in vain to believe you're some kind of indispensable, universe-appointed sentinel, as if j.. | psychological-thriller suspense | Mark Z. Danielewski | |
| 41057cb | Photojournalism has frequently been lambasted for being the product of circumstance. In fact rarely are any of these images considered in terms of their composition and semantic intent. They are merely news, a happy intersection of event and opportunity. It hardly helps that photographs in general also take only a fraction of a second to acquire. It is incredible how so many people can constantly misread speed to mean ease. This is certainl.. | Mark Z. Danielewski | ||
| 8b72af9 | But tomorrow came faster than expected, as if the future were never somewhere else, but all along part of the fabric of every present, merely untwining itself again and again into a new distinction that could never be new again. | new tomorrow | Mark Z. Danielewski | |
| d432698 | I'm so tired. Sleep's been stalking me for too long to remember. Inevitable I suppose. | Mark Z. Danielewski | ||
| 03ba59e | The greatest love letters are always encoded for the one and not the many. | Mark Z. Danielewski | ||
| c77d552 | You could not believe what one sigh articulates. What one laugh creates. | Mark Z. Danielewski | ||
| 6111387 | Words will heal your heart. If you ever come to disregard everything I've told you, believe at least this much: your words and only your words will heal your heart. | Mark Z. Danielewski | ||
| 7209ecf | Hopefully you'll be able to make sense of what I can represent though still fail to understand. | Mark Z. Danielewski | ||
| 6ec9733 | they can make up their own mind. Kle loved that expression. "'Make up' as in fabricating as in creating your own mind. Pretty radical phrase if you give it a moment." | intrigue surreal | Mark Z. Danielewski | |
| e0386c3 | Just a glance at the ragged mess around her fingernails communicated more than the lenghiest essays on the nature of distress. | bite danielewski distress nails the-familiar xanther | Mark Z. Danielewski | |
| 8cc26f8 | For some reason, I've been thinking more and more about my mother and the way her life failed her, humiliated her with impulses beyond her command, broke her with year after year of the same. | Mark Z. Danielewski | ||
| 27050ee | He [Zampano] probably would of insisted on corrections and edits, he was his own harshest critic, but I've come to believe errors, especially written errors, are often the only markers left by a solitary life: to sacrifice them is to lose the angels of personality, the riddle of a soul. In this case a very old soul. A very old riddle. | Mark Z. Danielewski | ||
| 2cda278 | No gunfire, famine, or flies. Just lots of toothpaste, gardening and people stuff. | simple-life | Mark Z. Danielewski | |
| f598de3 | People frequently comment on the emptiness in one night stands, but emptiness here has always been just another word for darkness. Blind encounters writing sonnets no one can ever read. Desire and pain communicated in the vague language of sex | Mark Z. Danielewski | ||
| 6f7b9f1 | Oh Shnorhk, how beautifully you speak Armenian, the third thing I miss most about you. The second thing I miss most about you: how beautifully you play." Shnorhk not say anything. What trying to say only take away. Shnorhk just scald throat with more tea and eat cake after cake. Grateful still, in the end, that Mnatsagan, always kind, is kind enough not to say the first thing he miss so much." | Mark Z. Danielewski | ||
| e17bf97 | One glance at her, even now in the glass of my mind, and I want to take off and travel with her. | Mark Z. Danielewski | ||
| c98c8b0 | Her. Her. Her. Future breezes implore me to stay. But I'm no future. I'm no past. Only ever contemporary of this path. I'll sacrifice everything for all her seasons give from losing. She, I sigh from The Mountain top. By her now. My only role. And for that freedom, spread my polar chill, reaching even the warmest times, a warning upon the back of every life that would by harming Hailey's play, ever wayward around this vegetative rush of orb.. | Mark Z. Danielewski | ||
| ef8f568 | When Unguarded Thoughts Returned Over Breakfast --He needs to eat and so opens the fridge to retrieve along with bread a brick of butter. --[illegible], Paris. July 26, 1988 | Mark Z. Danielewski | ||
| dba5ba1 | Known. Some. Call. Is. Air. Am? | latin mark-z-danielewski phonetic | Mark Z. Danielewski | |
| b6bd9aa | Mad woman on another tour; Everything she is she spits out on the floor. An old man tells me she's sicker than the rest. God I've never been afraid like this. | Mark Z. Danielewski | ||
| d44af51 | hr shhry srnjm bh pyn myrsd w jdhy thy aGz myshwd khh pymwdn an ymn myTlbd | E.L. Doctorow | ||
| 2c7ae42 | I asked this question: How can I think about my brain when it's my brain doing the thinking? So is this brain pretending to be me thinking about it? | E.L. Doctorow | ||
| 0129d59 | Go dangle your withered parts over the toilet!' Ignatius screamed savagely. | John Kennedy Toole | ||
| 5092122 | Like a bitch in heat, I seem to attract a coterie of policemen and sanitation officials. The world will someday get me on some ludicrous pretext; I simply await the day that they drag me to some air-conditioned dungeon and leave me there beneath the fluorescent lights and soundproofed ceiling to pay the price for scorning all that they hold dear within their little latex hearts. | John Kennedy Toole | ||
| 760fe05 | My desire, my sincere and heartfelt desire is to rip that surprisingly sheer garment from your body, toss you onto that bed, and indeed ravish you from head to toe. I wish to make love to you until you are too exhausted to do so much as stand without support. Until you call out my name in your dreams and reach for me in your sleep. Until you can think of no one and nothing beyond the touch of my hand, the caress of my lips. | love romance | Victoria Alexander | |
| dbd87cb | If King Harold had had swans on his side, England would still be Saxon. | Connie Willis | ||
| 5ae2d55 | Shakespeare put no children in his plays for a reason," Sir Godfrey muttered, glaring at Alf and Binnie. "You're forgetting the Little Prince," Polly reminded him. "Who he had the good sense to kill off in the second act," snapped Sir Godfrey." | Connie Willis | ||
| 2b305d3 | Don't they know science doesn't work like that? You can't just order scientific breakthroughs. They happen when you are looking at something you've been working on for years and suddenly see a connection you never noticed before, or when you're looking for something else altogether. Sometimes they even happen by accident. Don't they know you can't get a scientific breakthrough just because you want one? | science | Connie Willis | |
| f22ff1f | Finch picked up one of the ancient fax-mags and brought it over to me. "I don't need anything to read," I said. "I'll just sit here and eavesdrop along with you." "I thought you might sit on the mag," he said. "It's extremely difficult to get soot out of chintz." | Connie WIllis | ||
| 895cfb7 | He looks like the sort of man who can't afford to leave, and doesn't want to stay, and so he is doing both at once. | Colum McCann | ||
| c85af7e | How inevitable it is; we step into an ordinary moment and never come out again. | Colum McCann | ||
| 367d779 | and it strikes her, as she walks, that borders, like hatred, are exaggerated precisely because otherwise they would cease to exist altogether. | hate immigration | Colum McCann | |
| 0e546ef | The city was bigger than its buildings, bigger than its inhabitants too. It had its own nuances. It accepted whatever came its way, the crime and the violence and the little shocks of good that crawled out from underneath the everyday. | Colum McCann | ||
| 742f440 | Young children give us glimpses of some things that are eternal. | Jonathan Kozol | ||
| d63d79a | There are things I'm not strong enough to go without, and I intend to fight for them. | Molly McAdams | ||
| 29ce623 | Something about being rejected at Church Camp felt so much more awful than being rejected at school. | humor | Craig Thompson | |
| 9426585 | I, too, stood on the sacred image. For a moment this foot was on his face. It was on the face of the man who has been ever in my thoughts, on the face that was before me on the mountains, in my wanderings, in prison, on the best and most beautiful face that any man can ever know, on the face of him whom I have always longed to love. Even now that face is looking at me with eyes of pity from the plaque rubbed flat by many feet. << Trample ! .. | shusaku-endo silence | Shūsaku Endō | |
| a45b1f5 | Reading the morning newspaper is the realist's morning prayer. One orients one's attitude toward the world either by God or by what the world is. The former gives as much security as the latter, in that one knows how one stands. | Georg Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel | ||
| 59e6be2 | It takes twenty-one pounds of protein fed to a calf to produce a single pound of animal protein for humans. We get back less than 5 percent of what we put in. | Peter Singer | ||
| a67928c | I recognized the handwriting, and my heart gave a skip; when I opened it I got a turn, for it began, 'To my beloved Hector,' and I thought, by God she's cheating on me, and has sent me the wrong letter by mistake. But in the second line was a reference to Achilles, and another to Ajax, so I understood she was just addressing me in terms which she accounted fitting for a martial paladin; she knew no better. It was a common custom at that tim.. | ajax ancient-greece greek-heroes hero martiality | George MacDonald Fraser | |
| c0bd281 | Victoria heard across the wedding reception dance floor "You're loveable"!" | Danielle Steel | ||
| 5854b44 | For the moment, my life is a little schizophrenic. | Danielle Steel | ||
| dfafb16 | and there are tons of people I hate so much that I wouldn't mind taking them out. But killing them wouldn't get me anywhere - that's the conclusion I always come to. If I'm going to pay for it in the end, I might as well let them live. | Natsuo Kirino |