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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 7f2413c | Once let a maiden admit the possibility of her being stricken with love for some one at a certain hour and place, and the thing is as good as done. | Thomas Hardy | ||
| 2fa542a | He waited day after day, saying that it was perfectly absurd to expect, yet expecting. | Thomas Hardy | ||
| d39a5a2 | Love is an utterly bygone, sorry, worn-out, miserable thing with me- for him or anyone else. | Thomas Hardy | ||
| a39656d | So many people make a name nowadays, that it is more distinguished to remain in obscurity. | Thomas Hardy | ||
| c89dc30 | Of love it may be said, the less earthly the less demonstrative. In its absolutely indestructible form it reaches a profundity in which all exhibition of itself is painful. | Thomas Hardy | ||
| 5511f3e | It was still early, and the sun's lower limb was just free of the hill, his rays, ungenial and peering, addressed the eye rather than the touch as yet. | landscape light | Thomas Hardy | |
| db294be | I. At Tea THE kettle descants in a cosy drone, And the young wife looks in her husband's face, And then in her guest's, and shows in her own Her sense that she fills an envied place; And the visiting lady is all abloom, And says there was never so sweet a room. And the happy young housewife does not know That the woman beside her was his first choice, Till the fates ordained it could not be so.... Betraying nothing in look or voice The gues.. | Thomas Hardy | ||
| d4d3717 | Something I learned long ago. It is not necessary to know what a person is afraid of. It is enough to know the person is afraid. | Lawrence Block | ||
| 55bbbb9 | Ignorance and fear create the gods, enthusiasm and deceit adorn them, and human weakness worships them. | Graham McNeill | ||
| 97ddfd6 | Hyde Park Corner is what happens when a bunch of urban planners take one look at the grinding circle of gridlock that surrounds the Arc de Triomphe in Paris and think--that's what we want for our town. | Ben Aaronovitch | ||
| 7b0fd10 | I took the swab using the collection kit that I'd borrowed from Dominic who, I realized, had left the Boy Scout scale behind and was now verging on Batman levels of crazy preparedness. | Ben Aaronovitch | ||
| 91e2115 | It was a good plan, and like all plans since the dawn of time, this would fail to survive contact with real life. | Ben Aaronovitch | ||
| f068e12 | Baby, high school's over. High school's never over.. | Karen Joy Fowler | ||
| 04737fd | Looking back upon millennia of history, it appears clear that no race or culture has monopoly on wartime cruelty. The veneer of civilization seems to be exceedingly thin - one that can be easily stripped away, especially by the stresses of war. | cruelty history | Iris Chang | |
| cdeeaff | What an extraordinary satisfaction there is in cleaning things! (Does the satisfaction depend on ownership? I suspect so.) | Iris Murdoch | ||
| 0cd26b5 | The talk of lovers who have just declared their love is one of life's most sweet delights. Each vies with the other in humility, in amazement at being so valued. The past is searched for the first signs and each one is in haste to declare all that he is so that no part of his being escapes the hallowing touch. | Iris Murdoch | ||
| 482c1f7 | Conservatism starts from a sentiment that all mature people can readily share: the sentiment that good things are easily destroyed, but not easily created. | Roger Scruton | ||
| 32466d0 | The disposition, in any conflict, to side with 'them' against 'us', and the felt need to denigrate the customs, culture and institutions that are identifiably 'ours'. Being the opposite of xenophobia I propose to call this state of mind oikophobia, by which I mean (stretching the Greek a little) the repudiation of inheritance and home. | Roger Scruton | ||
| 70d8826 | Writing is a treason of sorts. | Anthony Bourdain | ||
| d7609bf | At the base of my right forefinger is an inch-and-a-half diagonal callus, yellowish-brown in color, where the heels of all the knives I've ever owned have rested, the skin softened by constant immersion in water. It distinguishes me immediately as a cook, as someone who's been on the job a long time. You can feel it when I shake my hand, just as I feel it on others of my profession. It's a secret sign, a sort of Masonic handshake without th.. | Anthony Bourdain | ||
| 0fe1b2f | A victory is scored when your opponents are forced to debate issues they would rather leave ignored | Owen Jones | ||
| ee3822f | Sacraments are like hoses. They are the channels of the living water of God's grace. Our faith is like opening the faucet. We can open it a lot, a little, or not at all. | christianity faith god god-s-grace grace jesus-shock philosophy sacraments theology | Peter Kreeft | |
| a98a446 | I guarantee you that after you die you will not say 'I spent too much time praying; I wish I had watched more TV instead. | prayer time | Peter Kreeft | |
| e2df4db | It is reasonable to love the Absolute absolutely for the same reason it is reasonable to love the relative relatively. | absolutism catholicism christianity god jesus-shock love philosophy reasonable relativism spirituality theology | Peter Kreeft | |
| 807392c | Another one of my favorite posters at Facebook declares in big red letters, "Done is better than perfect." I have tried to embrace this motto and let go of unattainable standards. Aiming for perfection causes frustration at best and paralysis at worst." | Sheryl Sandberg | ||
| e1d5ec0 | At times it seemed unfair that I should be paid for my work; for driving out in the early morning with the fields glittering under the first pale sunshine and the wisps of mist still hanging on the high tops. | James Herriot | ||
| 17bf0a1 | And there was that letter from the Bramleys--that really made me feel good. You don't find people like the Bramleys now; radio, television and the motorcar have carried the outside world into the most isolated places so that the simple people you used to meet on the lonely farms are rapidly becoming like people anywhere else. There are still a few left, of course--old folk who cling to the ways of their fathers and when I come across any of.. | James Herriot | ||
| e10f782 | If you imagine that I have the smallest desire to receive your hand as a reward for having performed a difficult task to your satisfaction you're beside the bridge, my child! I've no fancy for a reluctant wife. I want your love, not your gratitude. | gratitude love | Georgette Heyer | |
| 644b28b | Mr Merriot cocked an eyebrow at Kate, and said: - "Well, my dear, and did you kiss her good-night?" Miss Merriot kicked off her shoes, and replied in kind. "What, are you parted from the large gentleman already?" Mr Merriot looked into the fire, and a slow smile came, and the suspicion of a blush. "Lord, child!" said Miss Merriot. "Are you for the mammoth? It's a most respectable gentleman, my dear." Mr Merriot raised his eyes. "I believe I.. | Georgette Heyer | ||
| de6aa99 | Cecy, help me to collect the ducklings, and put them back into the box! If we were to place your muff on top of them they will very likely believe it to be their mother, and settle down! | Georgette Heyer | ||
| 5ada48b | My lord said, amongst other things, that he did not propose to burden the doctor with the details of his genealogy. He consigned the doctor and all his works, severally and comprehensively described, to hell, and finished up his epic speech by a pungent and Rabelaisian criticism of the whole race of leeches. | doctor dominic french leeches | Georgette Heyer | |
| a9a69fb | There is a worse tyranny than that of ill-treatment. It is the tyranny of tears, vapours, appeals to feelings of affection and of gratitude! | Georgette Heyer | ||
| 4441f87 | Horatia said eagerly: "Oh, you will take m-me instead?" "No," said Rule, with a faint smile. "I won't do that. But I will engage not to marry your sister. It's not necessary to offer me an exchange, my poor child." "B-but it is!" said Horatia vigorously. "One of us m-must marry you!" | Georgette Heyer | ||
| a70e8a6 | You will very soon be. Sit down. Why are you not at the ball?" "I had no inclination for it, sir. I might ask, why are not you?" "Not finding you there, I came here," he replied. "I am indeed flattered," said Miss Challoner. He laughed. "It's all I went for, my dear, I assure you. Why was that fellow holding your hands?" "For comfort," said Miss Challoner desolately. He held out his own. "Give them to me." | Georgette Heyer | ||
| 6d4b01c | Miss Grantham gave a shriek. 'You have trifled with me!' she said, into the folds of her handkerchief. 'You promised me marriage, and now you mean to cast me off for Another! | Georgette Heyer | ||
| 91b4e8b | Ah, but I'm not a gentleman," said the Marquis. "I have it on the best of authority that I am only a nobleman." "Good gracious, Vidal, who in the world dared to say such a thing?" cried his cousin, instantly diverted. "Mary," replied his lordship, pouring himself out a glass of wine." | Georgette Heyer | ||
| 1027d97 | How very odd, to be sure!' 'What is?' She walked on, her brow a little furrowed. 'Wishing to kiss someone you never saw before in your life. It seems quite mad-brained to me, besides showing a sad want of particularity. | Georgette Heyer | ||
| 22bb15b | I do not want a boy. I only want Monseigneur! | Georgette Heyer | ||
| 8521ff8 | This was it; the Mystery of The Unseen, the Gate of Sorrow, that leads to the Grace of the Redeemer. I pressed my lips together, and my hands gripped the windowsill. I saw the hand of Fatima, and all the visible world sank away from me. | Kurban Said | ||
| 0ed7ad7 | What Rizzoli thought, staring at her own image, was that she hated Elizabeth Hurley for giving women false hope. The brutal truth was, there are some women who will never be beautiful, and Rizzoli was one of them. | Tess Gerritsen | ||
| 31b4ef7 | Life may not be perfect, at least it offered moments that were perfect enough. | say-goodbye | Lisa Gardner | |
| 4574e7e | Unhappy is he to whom the memories of childhood bring only fear and sadness. Wretched is he who looks back upon lone hours in vast and dismal chambers with brown hangings and maddening rows of antique books, or upon awed watches in twilight groves of grotesque, gigantic, and vine-encumbered trees that silently wave twisted branches far aloft. Such a lot the gods gave to me - to me, the dazed, the disappointed; the barren, the broken. And ye.. | H.P. Lovecraft | ||
| 239ed26 | In youth he had felt the hidden beauty and ecstasy of things, and had been a poet; but poverty and sorrow and exile had turned his gaze in darker directions, and he had thrilled at the imputations of evil in the world around. Daily life had for him come to be a phantasmagoria of macabre shadow-studies; now glittering and leering with concealed rottenness as in Beardsley's best manner, now hinting terrors behind the commonest shapes and obje.. | H. P. Lovecraft | ||
| d039b70 | A dog is a pitiful thing, depending wholly on companionship, and utterly lost except in packs or by the side of his master. Leave him alone and he does not know what to do except bark and howl and trot about till sheer exhaustion forces him to sleep. A cat, however, is never without the potentialities of contentment. Like a superior man, he knows how to be alone and happy. Once he looks about and finds no one to amuse him, he settles down t.. | cats dog dogs kitten | H.P. Lovecraft |