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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 828cbd3 | I wonder why they still love me and why I can't love them back and how two normal stable people could have created something like me, lived with something like me, and tolerated something like me. | James Frey | ||
| 9e7bfc8 | Fortunately perfection is not a requirement for creating great relationships. | John Gray | ||
| 4389103 | Today we have made a fetish of choice; but a chosen death is forbidden. Perhaps what distinguishes humans from other animals is that humans have learnt to cling more abjectly to life. | suicide life dying-animals straw-dogs humans | John Gray | |
| 88c6339 | Even if we have a reliable criterion for detecting design, and even if that criterion tells us that biological systems are designed, it seems that determining a biological system to be designed is akin to shrugging our shoulders and saying God did it. The fear is that admitting design as an explanation will stifle scientific inquiry, that scientists will stop investigating difficult problems because they have a sufficient explanation alread.. | evolution science coccyx human-appendix human-coccyx junk-dna scientific-prediction vestigial-organs dna biology purpose id intelligent-design darwinism | William A. Dembski | |
| 8a15820 | We're wrong if we think we're the only ones struggling with Resistance. Everyone who has a body experiences Resistance. | Steven Pressfield | ||
| a2f185f | When a man gets power, even his chickens and dogs rise to heaven. | Jung Chang | ||
| b171c0a | My brother once showed me a piece of quartz that contained, he said, some trapped water older than all the seas in our world. He held it up to my ear. 'Listen,' he said, 'life and no escape. | Anne Carson | ||
| 0c0880b | In view of this and other things, I demand forgiveness for being so obviously impressed with my own parents. | Beryl Markham | ||
| a19d00a | But, for a little while, this is the place for us -- a good place too--a place of good omen, a place of beginning things--and of ending things I never thought would end. | Beryl Markham | ||
| 09816d9 | On WWI:) A man of importance had been shot at a place I could not pronounce in Swahili or in English, and, because of this shooting, whole countries were at war. It seemed a laborious method of retribution, but that was the way it was being done. ... A messenger came to the farm with a story to tell. It was not a story that meant much as stories went in those days. It was about how the war progressed in German East Africa and about a tall y.. | war death senselessness wwi | Beryl Markham | |
| 29a906f | nWh lmn lGryb Hqan 'n njd ljsh` wlHsd wl`jrf@, wlfZZ@, wlshrh, wbSwr@ `m@, kl tlk lmjmw`@ mn lSft lty tSwG lTby`@ lnsny@ wqd tjsdt fy wjh, 'w fy mshy@, 'w fy nZr@. wybdw ly 'nh mn lTby`y b`d lq khdh 'n yfqd lmr shhyth llT`m, 'w lrsm wHt~ l`ysh 'yDan. | Ernesto Sabato | ||
| 4c712bc | What was she thinking? Tarnished Silver? Brother. He probably practiced that smoldering look in the mirror so all women within a mile would fall over like nine pins when he smiled. Well, count her out. He was mouthwatering to look at, but so was cheesecake, and cheesecake was a heck of a lot safer. | Catherine Anderson | ||
| 7665dd4 | They were firemakers! They were gods! [humans] | Jack London | ||
| 85b05ae | I know nothing that I may say can influence you," he said. "You have no souls to be influenced. You are spineless, flaccid things. You pompously call yourselves Republicans and Democrats. There is no Republican Party. There is no Democratic Party. There are no Republicans nor Democrats in this House. You are lick-spittlers and panderers, the creatures of the Plutocracy." | Jack London | ||
| 677b888 | In this manner had fought forgotten ancestors. They quickened the old life within him, the old tricks which they had stamped into the heredity of the breed were his tricks... And when, on the still cold nights, he pointed his nose at a star and howled long and wolflike, it was his ancestors, dead and dust, pointing nose at star and howling down through the centuries and through him. | Jack London | ||
| 5e33820 | A kiss, he said, is a conversation. Easing closer, he continued to speak as he caressed her cheeks with featherlight stokes of his thumbs. "A first kiss", his lips neared hers, is an introduction and then his mouth brushed against hers. The contact sparked, sharp and bright like lightning, yet his lips were soft, unexpectedly so. Her breath caught the same instant his did. Against her mouth he whispered "That was Hello" His breath mingled.. | kissing kiss | Kristen Callihan | |
| acd78b9 | I cannot help remembering a remark of De Casseres. It was over the wine in Mouquin's. Said he: "The profoundest instinct in man is to war against the truth; that is, against the Real. He shuns facts from his infancy. His life is a perpetual evasion. Miracle, chimera and to-morrow keep him alive. He lives on fiction and myth. It is the Lie that makes him free. Animals alone are given the privilege of lifting the veil of Isis; men dare not. T.. | Jack London | ||
| ef1295a | Wolf - tis what he is. He's not blackhearted like some men. 'Tis no heart he has at all. | Jack London | ||
| a128eb1 | Then, in the 1980's, came the paroxysm of downsizing, and the very nature of the corporation was thrown into doubt. In what began almost as a fad and quickly matured into an unshakable habit, companies were 'restructuring,' 'reengineering,' and generally cutting as many jobs as possible, white collar as well as blue . . . The captured the new corporate order succintly in 1987, reporting that it 'eschews loyalty to workers, products, corpo.. | corporate downsizing corporate-greed | Barbara Ehrenreich | |
| 5f44525 | Ah! Thou gifest me such hope and courage, and I haf nothing to gif back but a full heart and these empty hands," cried the Professor, quite overcome. Jo never, never would learn to be proper, for when he said that as they stood upon the steps, she just put both hands into his, whispering tenderly, "Not empty now," and, stooping down, kissed her Friedrich under the umbrella." | rain romance love | Louisa May Alcott | |
| 028f225 | Oh dear, life is pretty tough sometimes, isn't it? | life louisa-may-alcott | Louisa May Alcott | |
| 4d53d43 | Dan clung to her in speechless gratitude, feeling the blessedness of mother love, -- that divine gift which comforts, purifies, and strengthens all who seek it. | louisa-may-alcott mothers | Louisa May Alcott | |
| 7114b77 | in silence learned the sweet solace which affection administers to sorrow. | sorrow louisa-may-alcott | Louisa May Alcott | |
| d845d15 | often between ourselves and those nearest and dearest to us there exists a reserve which it is very hard to overcome. | louisa-may-alcott | Louisa May Alcott | |
| 422228b | Laurie felt just then that his heart was entirely broken and the world a howling wilderness. | Louisa May Alcott | ||
| fa3c834 | Tri chas't. V tri vinagi e tv'rde k'sno ili tv'rde rano za vsichko, koeto ti se shche da storish. Osoben moment ot sledobeda. A dnes e neponosim. | Jean-Paul Sartre | ||
| ae28b22 | Existo. Es algo tan dulce, tan dulce, tan lento. Y leve; como si se mantuviera solo en el aire. Se mueve. Por todas partes, roces que caen y se desvanecen. Muy suave, muy suave | Jean Paul Sartre | ||
| ab97e63 | I admire the way we can lie, putting reason on our side. | Jean-Paul Sartre | ||
| 9ed1019 | Existentialism is no mournful delectation but a humanist philosophy of action, effort, combat, and solidarity. Man must create his own essence: it is in throwing himself into the world, suffering there, struggling there, that he gradually defines say what this man is before he dies, or what mankind is before it has disappeared. | sartre | Jean-Paul Sartre | |
| c56671f | It is certain that we cannot escape anguish, for we are anguish. | humanity existentialism | Jean-Paul Sartre | |
| a7652a2 | At an age when most children are playing hopscotch or with their dolls,you, poor child, who had no friends or toys, you toyed with dreams of murder, because that is a game to play alone. | murder | Jean-Paul Sartre | |
| 9dbb40a | It's your weakness gives them their strength. Mark how they dare not speak to me. A nameless horror has descended on you, keeping us apart. And yet why should this be? What have you lived through that I have not shared? Do you imagine that my mother's cries will ever cease ringing in my ears? Or that my eyes will ever cease to see her great sad eyes, lakes of lambent darkness in the pallor of it will ever cease ravaging my heart? But what m.. | Jean-Paul Sartre | ||
| f99e7d7 | I can always choose, but I ought to know that if I do not choose, I am still choosing. | philosophy sartre | Jean-Paul Sartre | |
| 14a10ab | He yawned; he had finished the day, and he had also finished with his youth. Various tried and proved rules of conduct had already discreetly offered him their services: disillusioned epicureanism, smiling tolerance, resignation, flat seriousness, stoicism--all the aids whereby a man may savor, minute by minute, like a connoisseur, the failure of a life... 'I have attained the age of reason. | Jean-Paul Sartre | ||
| e54ec74 | I met your father last week. Are you still interested in hearing how he is doing? No. It is very probable that you will be responsible for his death. It is virtually certain that he is responsible for my life. We are even. | responsibility life | Jean-Paul Sartre | |
| 0885e37 | Desperate people are the most dangerous. | people most desperate | Frank Herbert | |
| ea7deed | If you put away those who report accurately, you'll keep only those who know what you want to hear. I can think of nothing more poisonous than to rot in the stink of your own reflections. | Frank Herbert | ||
| fec216d | Chance is the nature of our universe. [...] madness represents a chaotic reservoir of surprises. Some surprises can be valuable. | chaos surprise | Frank Herbert | |
| cd392ad | Fear is the penalty of consciousness forced to stare at itself. | Frank Herbert | ||
| 6a4ef7e | Hard tasks need hard ways. | ways tasks need | Frank Herbert | |
| df3190e | If I always behave with propriety, no matter what it costs me to suppress my own desires, then that is the measure of me. Such is the essence of self-control. | Frank Herbert | ||
| 5406775 | Since every individual is accountable ultimately to the self, the formation of that self demands our utmost care and attention. | teg mentat miles | Frank Herbert | |
| 2638669 | I don't speak, I operate a machine called language. It creaks and groans, but is mine own. | profound science-fiction | Frank Herbert | |
| c85ddcc | My lungs taste the air of Time, Blown past falling sands... | Frank Herbert |