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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| d5406c0 | He that becomes protector of sin shall surely become its prisoner. | habit lust sin | Augustine of Hippo | |
| 7ef20ee | His knowledge is not like ours, which has three tenses: present, past, and future. God's knowledge has no change or variation. | philosophy theology | Augustine of Hippo | |
| a7bb786 | Late have I loved you, Beauty so very ancient and so ever new. Late I have loved you! You were within, but I was without. | Augustine of Hippo | ||
| 12204fd | Someone who knows enough to become the owner of a tree, and gives thanks to you for the benefits it brings him, is in a better state, even if ignorant of its height in feet and the extent of its spread, than another who measures and counts all its branches but neither owns it nor knows its creator nor loves him. | Augustine of Hippo | ||
| 22e489c | Why, then, do I set before You an ordered account of so many things? it's certainly not through me that You know them. But I'm stirring up love for You in myself and in those who read this so that we may all say, great is the Lord and highly worthy to be praised. I tell my story for love of Your love. | journaling | St. Augustine of Hippo | |
| eefbf87 | There is a stillness that accompanies the death of a loved one. Everything becomes quieter, but it's not just sound that is dimmed. Movement, action, perception, emotion--everything is distant and removed. | Penny Reid | ||
| 32119c2 | marriage is an ultimate sport in emotional multitasking. I'm never only mad at Greg. I'm mad and madly in love; angry and concerned for his wellbeing; he frustrates and delights me in the same second. We were arguing, but we were still a team. | Penny Reid | ||
| 5c68c0b | I like you because you are Kaitlyn--genuine, beautiful, brilliant, amazing Kaitlyn--not because you're Kaitlyn Parker. And I'm in love with you because I can't help myself. | Penny Reid | ||
| 1dc2a56 | The phone in my hand buzzed, demanding my attention, and a text flashed on the screen. It was from Cletus and the sight made my heart lurch and twist, a pining ache stealing my breath. As I scrolled through my notifications, I noticed several texts. Cletus: I'm sorry. I was wrong, you were right. Cletus: I just realized you probably don't have your phone. Cletus: I think I'm going to make myself useful by retrieving your phone. Cletus: I ju.. | Penny Reid | ||
| d9cde4e | You want to know what you are to me? Fine. You're my beginning, middle, and end. | Penny Reid | ||
| 394c5d8 | And, when it was time for Meg to give her statement, I punched her in the face. | Penny Reid | ||
| ad20557 | Italians who speak Italian should be illegal, or at least come with warning labels - may make your panties explode. | Penny Reid | ||
| e00281c | You can't just go around giving people cars. You're not Oprah. | Penny Reid | ||
| 2f196e0 | This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, rants, facts, contrivances, and incidents are either the product of the author's questionable imagination or are used factitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons (living, dead, or undead), events, or locales is entirely coincidental, if not somewhat disturbing and/or concerning. | Penny Reid | ||
| e89be76 | What are we doing?" I asked, feeling restless. "Taking comfort." That made me smile, so I peered up at him. "You're taking comfort in me?" "Yes." My smile grew and I closed my eyes, giving myself over to the moment. Gradually, I heard a symphony of sounds rise around us. Wind played through the grass, rustled the small but plentiful leaves of a nearby lonely oak. Crickets and other insects chirped and hummed. I felt the beat of Jethro's hea.. | Penny Reid | ||
| 67257fe | People were, essentially, the secrets they kept. | Penny Reid | ||
| 9710287 | Everyone knows that in real life, fictionally handsome men are vacuous vessels of Satan. | Penny Reid | ||
| 7033cc3 | I hear the first drops. Like the tapping of a stranger at the door of a dream, the rain changes everything. | Karen Hesse | ||
| caf5f06 | God uses people who fail--'cause there aren't any other kind around. | John C. Maxwell | ||
| 49db49b | First, when we are busy, we naturally believe that we are achieving. But busyness does not equal productivity. Activity is not necessarily accomplishment. Second, prioritizing requires leaders to continually think ahead, to know what's important, to know what's next, to see how everything relates to the overall vision. That's hard work. Third, prioritizing causes us to do things that are at the least uncomfortable and sometimes downright pa.. | John C. Maxwell | ||
| 0f2cf4c | Meanwhile myself et cetera lay quietly in the deep mud et cetera (dreaming, et cetera, of | E.E. Cummings | ||
| a527a4c | the hills like poets put on purple thought against the magnificent clamor of day tortured in gold | E.E. Cummings | ||
| 66cbda5 | I was the type who looked at discussions of What Is Truth only with a view toward correcting the manuscript. If you were to quote "I am that I am," for example, I thought that the fundamental problem was where to put the comma, inside the quotation marks or outside." | Umberto Eco | ||
| 23c6361 | I did not know then what Brother William was seeking, and to tell the truth, I still do not know today, and I presume he himself did not know, moved as he was solely by the desire for truth, and by the suspicion - which I could see he always harbored - that the truth was not what was appearing to him at any given moment. | suspicion truth | Umberto Eco | |
| 72f4413 | Everything is repeated, in a circle. History is a master because it teaches us that it doesn't exist. It's the permutations that matter. | philosophy | Umberto Eco | |
| ed784cf | Yes, I know, it's not the truth, but in a great history little truths can be altered so that the greater truth emerges. | Umberto Eco | ||
| 66a7b35 | You don't fall in love because you fall in love; you fall in love because of the need, desperate, to fall in love. when you feel that need, you have to watch your step: like having drunk a philter, the kind that makes you fall in love with the first thing you meet. It could be a duck-billed platypus. | Umberto Eco | ||
| 183f0e9 | From shit, thus, I extract pure Shinola | Umberto Eco | ||
| f1b72a9 | Why you need a reason for everything? Reason is something people say to make sense of things that don't make sense. | Gregg Olsen | ||
| 7647029 | Was all this real to her? Did she think it was temporary? Or maybe that was the point of love: not to think. | Miranda July | ||
| f29a1ce | This person mourns the fact that she has ruined her one chance to be loved by everyone; as this person climbs into bed, the weight of this tragedy seems to bear down upon this person's chest. And it is a comforting weight, almost human in heft. This person sighs. This person's eyes begin to close, this person sleeps. | Miranda July | ||
| 3e7cec6 | Well,I have a theory that men don't actually cry less than women,they just do it differently. Since we never saw our fathers cry,we are forced to invent our own unique method. | Miranda July | ||
| dd6a926 | He's not good enough for you." "What?" I stared at him incredulously. "I'd say you have that backwords. He's from a good family. Iam not" His fingers slid away from mine. A swallow darted past us. "So if you'll excuse me, I have to go convince his mother that I'm not a desperate fortune hunter with a liar for a mother an a disgusting talent for drugging old ladies." "No" I frowned. "What do you mean, no?Whats the matter with you?" He just s.. | Alyxandra Harvey | ||
| e078c4c | A scratch at the door interrupted us. Colin dropped and rolled under the bed again. One of the maids poked her head in. "Miss?" I tried not to look as if I was hiding a handsome young lad under the mattress. "Yes?" "Lord Jasper sent me up to see if you need help getting ready for a ball." She smiled proudly. "I have a fair hand with a curling iron." "Oh.Thank you." I needed to get Colin out before I ended up naked in the middle of my bedroo.. | Alyxandra Harvey | ||
| 54259f8 | You look like a demented bunny," I told him."What are you doing?" "You switched to lemon shampoo." I blinked, thought back to my morning shower,which felt like years ago.He was right.His hands were clenched, but his voice was soft and husky. He turned his head away, was close enough that his hair brushed my cheek. "Smells good." | Alyxandra Harvey | ||
| 58bd8f0 | That alone made me want to find every Richelieu in the world and kiss them. With tongue. | Alyxandra Harvey | ||
| bbe7396 | These are tough times for state governments. Huge deficits loom almost everywhere, from California to New York, from New Jersey to Texas. | 2011 balanced-budget budgets california deficit-spending economics economy-of-california economy-of-new-jersey economy-of-new-york economy-of-texas economy-of-the-united-states financial-crisis-of-2007-2011 governor-of-texas new-jersey new-york politics rick-perry state-governments-of-the-us taxes texas texas-elections-2010 united-states united-states-elections-2010 | Paul Krugman | |
| 14324a6 | But Mehrunnisa did not know then, would never know, by giving her blessings to this marriage she had set into progress a chain of events that would eventually erase her name from history's pages. Or that Arjumand would become the only Mughal woman posterity would easily recognize. Docile, seemingly tractable and troublesome Arjumand would eclipse even Mehrunnisa, cast her in a shadow...because of the monument Khurram would build in Arjumand.. | india mughal mumtaz shah-jahan tajmahal | Indu Sundaresan | |
| 4b1d507 | The common people and the great men and women are all defined by how they deal with life's unfairness: Helen Keller, Nelson Mandela, Stephen Hawking, Malala Yousafzai, and--Moki Martin. Sometimes no matter how hard you try, no matter how good you are, you still end up as a sugar cookie. Don't complain. Don't blame it on your misfortune. Stand tall, look to the future, and drive on! | William H. McRaven | ||
| 77645a1 | Like dreams and works of art, fantasies are far more than what they appear to be on the surface. They're complex psychic creations whose symbolic content mustn't be translated into literal intent. "Think poetry, not prose," | Esther Perel | ||
| 89166eb | Love is at once an affirmation and a transcendence of who we are. | Esther Perel | ||
| 009baa6 | Erik Erikson has commented: Potentially creative men like (Bernard) Shaw build the personal fundament of their work during a self-decreed moratorium, during which they often starve themselves, socially, erotically, and, at last but not least, nutritionally, in order to let the grosser weeds die out, and make way for the growth of their inner garden. | Lewis Hyde | ||
| a38d615 | If anyone was to perform the classic folly of taking a midnight stroll among the murderous gentlemen with whom the hotel was probably packed, it was not going to be me. | Mary Stewart | ||
| 8bc795a | I knew that I had turned my world back to cinders, sunk my lovely ship with my own stupid, wicked hands. | nine-coaches-waiting ruin self-destruction | Mary Stewart |