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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| a3d0828 | But do not despise the lore that has come down from distant years; for oft it may chance that old wives keep in memory word of things that once were needful for the wise to know. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| b64e820 | They sat beside the stone, and did not speak again; and when the sun went down Morwen sighed and clasped his hand, and was still; and Hurin knew that she died.He looked down at her in the twilight and it seemed to him that the lines of grief and cruel hardship were smoothed away. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| c6c3c78 | No hay nada como mirar, si quereis encontrar algo. Cierto que casi siempre, se encuentra algo, si se mira, pero no siempre es lo que uno busca. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 511d318 | Other evils there are that may come; for Sauron is himself but a servant or emissary. Yet it is not our part to master all the tides of the world, but to do what is in us for the succour of those years wherein we are set, uprooting the evil in the fields that we know, so that those who live after may have clean earth to till. What weather they shall have is not ours to rule. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 6d2a50d | I propose to speak about fairy-stories, though I am aware that this is a rash adventure. Faerie is a perilous land, and in it are pitfalls for the unwary and dungeons for the overbold. | fantasy worldbuilding fantasy-fiction | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| 9f7667e | And if Sam considered himself lucky, Frodo knew he was more lucky himself; for there was not a hobbit in the Shire that was looked after with such care. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 3e5a84d | The cry that 'fantasy is escapist' compared to the novel is only an echo of the older cry that novels are 'escapist' compared with biography, and to both cries one should make the same answer: that freedom to invent outweighs loyalty to mere happenstance, the accidents of history; and good readers should know how to filter a general applicability from a particular story. | tolkien fiction writing tom-shippey | Tom Shippey | |
| b9cddac | Frodo gave a cry, and there was, fallen upon his knees at the chasm's edge. But Gollum, dancing like a mad thing, held aloft the ring, a finger still thrust within its circle. "Precious, precious, precious!" Gollum cried. "My Precious! O my Precious!" And with that, even as his eyes were lifted up to gloat on his prize, he stepped too far, toppled, wavered for a moment on the brink, and then with a shriek he fell. Out of the depths came hi.. | tolkien mad danc mount-doom the-one-ring-j-r-r-tolkien finger ring frodo-baggins samwise-gamgee the-lord-of-the-rings the-return-of-the-king cry gollum | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| 1f9d166 | I wish to cup knowledge in my hand and drink it as one drinks water by the side of the stream. | Bryce Courtenay | ||
| 49ced22 | I knew then that the person on the outside was only a shell, a presence to be seen and provoked. Inside was the real me, where my tears joined the tears of all the sad people to form the three waterfalls in the night country. | Bryce Courtenay | ||
| ea646fa | But it isn't true," Orville responded emphatically, "to say we had no special advantages . . . the greatest thing in our favor was growing up in a family where there was always much encouragement to intellectual curiosity." | David McCullough | ||
| a1449e5 | The evil of technology was not technology itself, Lindbergh came to see after the war, not in airplanes or the myriad contrivances of modern technical igenuity, but in the extent to which they can distance us from our better moral nature, or sense of personal accountability. | morality technology | David McCullough | |
| e736560 | It was a day and age that saw no reason why one could not learn whatever was required - learn vitally anything - by the close study of books. | reading pg-23 | David McCullough | |
| 92780ed | Government is nothing more than the combined force of society or the united power of the multitude for the peace, order, safety, good, and happiness of the people... There is no king or queen bee distinguished from all the others by size or figure or beauty and variety of colors in the human hive. No man has yet produced any revelation from heaven in his favor, any divine communication to govern his fellow men. Nature throws us all into the.. | slavery liberty government | David McCullough | |
| 238760a | and yet a child's utter innocence is but its blank ignorance, and the innocence more or less wanes as intelligence waxes. | intelligence herman-melville sailor innocence | Herman Melville | |
| ed44850 | I have the satisfaction of knowing that it is all right; that everybody else is one way or other served in much the same way--either in a physical or metaphysical point of view, that is; and so the universal thump is passed round, and all hands should rub each other's shoulder-blades, and be content. | Herman Melville | ||
| 125acd8 | I felt a melting in me. No more my splintered heart and maddened hand were turned against the wolfish world. | Herman Melville | ||
| b180d91 | And here, shipmates, is true and faithful repentance; not clamorous for pardon, but grateful for punishment. | repentance punishment | Herman Melville | |
| 03e819a | Even though white is often associated with things, that are pleasant and pure, there is a peculiar emptiness about the color white. It is the emptiness of the white that is more disturbing, than even the bloodiness of red. | Herman Melville | ||
| f85a89a | Will you, or will you not, quit me?' I now demanded in a sudden passion, advancing close to him. 'I would prefer not to quit you', he replied, gently emphasizing the not. | Herman Melville | ||
| abf017e | The sun hides not the ocean, which is the dark side of this earth, and which is two thirds of this earth. So, therefore, that mortal man who hath more of joy than sorrow in him, that mortal man cannot be true-- not true, or undeveloped. With books the same. The truest of all men was the Man of Sorrows, and the truest of all books is Solomon's, and Ecclesiastes is the fine hammered steel of woe. | sorrow moby-dick melancholy | Herman Melville | |
| 375b1a4 | and tell him to paint me a sign, with-"no suicides permitted here, and no smoking in the parlor;" might as well kill both birds at once." | Herman Melville | ||
| 369bbfe | In truth, a mature man who uses hair oil, unless medicinally, that man has probably got a quoggy spot in him somewhere. | Herman Melville | ||
| 95a4f6e | He] was always here to offer cups of good clear Walden Pond, or shout down the deep well of Shakespeare and listen, with satisfaction, for echoes. Here the lion and the hartebeest lay together, here the jackass became a unicorn. | words | Ray Bradbury | |
| 33e0cf5 | He felt his smile slide away, melt, fold over and down on itself like a tallow skin, like the stuff of a fantastic candle burning too long and now collapsing and now blown out. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| ad7788f | With school turning out more runners, jumpers, racers, tinkerers, grabbers, snatchers, fliers, and swimmers instead of examiners, critics, knowers, and imaginative creators, the word 'intellectual,' of course, became the swear word it deserved to be. You always dread the unfamiliar. Surely you remember the boy in your own school class who was exceptionally 'bright,' did most of the reciting and answering while the others sat like so many le.. | mind equality free books imagination education happiness intelligence conform breach burning examiners fliers grabbers imaginative-creators jumpers knowers moutains racers runners snatchers swimmers tinkerers bright intellectual critics target image dread judgment unfamiliar judge constitution rights cowardice bullying weapons different creativity torture school | Ray Bradbury | |
| 4038a63 | Those women like to see their tongues dance. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 2293b86 | For being good is a fearful occupation; men strain at it & sometimes break in two. I've known a few. You work twice as hard to be a farmer as to be his hog. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 9db0578 | Hold the dark holiday in your palms, Bite it, swallow it and survive, Come out the far black tunnel of el Dia de Muerte And be glad, ah so glad you are... alive! Calavera...Calavera... | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 8182818 | Do your own bit of saving, and if you drown, at least die knowing you were headed for shore. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| c8479fe | The rockets set the bony meadows afire, turned rock to lava, turned wood to charcoal, transmuted water to steam, made sand and silica into green glass which lay like shattered mirrors reflecting the invasion, all about. The rockets came like drums, beating in the night. The rockets came like locusts, swarming and settling in blooms of rosy smoke. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 2c17139 | In order for a thing to be horrible it has to suffer a change you can recognize. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 8562993 | In the silence, our stage whisper might carry. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 5acc6d5 | If she fell, if she broke, you'd find a million fragments in the morning. Bright crystal and clear wine on the parquet flooring, that's all you'd see at dawn. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 519b8c4 | Poetry expands the senses and keeps them in prime condition. It keeps you aware of your nose, your eye, your ear, your tongue, your hand. | writing-craft | Ray Bradbury | |
| 4d338dc | Perhaps I'm not their dead one back, but I'm something almost better to them; an ideal shaped by their minds. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 82215ee | So few want to be rebels anymore. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| f67b844 | I'm 190 pounds of rock hard muscle, underneath 40 pounds of sturdy protective fat. | muscle weight fat | John Swartzwelder | |
| 095b017 | Many of my daily preoccupations suggest that I belong more to the world than to God. A little criticism makes me angry, and a little rejection makes me depressed. A little praise raises my spirits, and a little success excites me. It takes very little to raise me up or thrust me down. Often I am like a small boat on the ocean, completely at the mercy of its waves. All the time and energy I spend in keeping some kind of balance and preventin.. | Henri J.M. Nouwen | ||
| be13f91 | Often love is offered to you, but you do not recognize it. You discard it because you are fixed on receiving it from the same person to whom you gave it. | Henri J.M. Nouwen | ||
| 553c61a | It is my growing conviction that my life belongs to others just as much as it belongs to myself and that what is experienced as most unique often proves to be most solidly embedded in the common condition of being human. | Henri J.M. Nouwen | ||
| c4a698d | In the midst of a turbulent, often chaotic, life we are called to reach out, with courageous honesty to our innermost self, with relentless care to our fellow human beings, and with increasing prayer to our God. | Henri J.M. Nouwen | ||
| 9a93b8c | We become neighbors when we are willing to cross the road for one another. (...) There is a lot of road crossing to do. We are all very busy in our own circles. We have our own people to go to and our own affairs to take care of. But if we could cross the road once in a while and pay attention to what is happening on the other side, we might indeed become neighbors. | compassion love busy love-your-neighbor neighbors | Henri J.M. Nouwen | |
| 6741c2a | dh kn lHb l yrj`k ly fy hdhh lHy@ flHb yDmny lyk fy lHy@ laty@. | Kahlil Gibran |