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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| b180d91 | And here, shipmates, is true and faithful repentance; not clamorous for pardon, but grateful for punishment. | punishment repentance | 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. | melancholy moby-dick sorrow | 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.. | books breach bright bullying burning conform constitution cowardice creativity critics different dread education equality examiners fliers free grabbers happiness image imagination imaginative-creators intellectual intelligence judge judgment jumpers knowers mind moutains racers rights runners school snatchers swimmers target tinkerers torture unfamiliar weapons | 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 | ||
| f88df0a | Just as Daniel Balalcazar said, it makes no sense to suffer in advance a misfortune that may never occur. | Isabel Allende | ||
| f67b844 | I'm 190 pounds of rock hard muscle, underneath 40 pounds of sturdy protective fat. | fat muscle weight | 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. | busy compassion love 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 | ||
| a32e6fc | What is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? | die dying macabre melt melting naked nature poetic sun sunlight wind | Kahlil Gibran | |
| ea04dbf | What is word knowledge but a shadow of wordless knowledge? | talking words | Kahlil Gibran | |
| efe0a76 | The arrogant elimination of the Djaouts of our world must nerve us to pursue our own combative doctrine, namely: that peaceful cohabitation on this planet demands that while the upholders of any creed are free to adopt their own existential absolutes, the right of others to do the same is thereby rendered implicit and sacrosanct. Thus the creed of inquiry, of knowledge and exchange of ideas, must be upheld as an absolute, as ancient and ete.. | Wole Soyinka | ||
| be6b1b3 | There are more than 9,000 billing codes for individual procedures and units of care. But there is not a single billing code for patient adherence or improvement, or for helping patients stay well. | patients wellness | Clayton M. Christensen | |
| 7494d45 | Beautiful people blossomed forth from out of the polyglot, people who really had a lot to them, only it had been smothered by all the eternal social games that had been set up. Suddenly they found each other. | Tom Wolfe | ||
| 65be97a | A person has all sorts of lags built into him, Kesey is saying. One, the most basic, is the sensory lag, the lag between the time your senses receive something and you are able to react. One-thirtieth of a second is the time it takes, if you are the most alert person alive, and most people are a lot slower than that. Now Cassady is right up against that 1/30th of a second barrier. He is going as fast as a human can go, but even he can't ove.. | 70-s acid enlightenment growth lsd psychedelics spiritual spirituality tripping | Tom Wolfe | |
| 31071c3 | At birth we are red-faced, round, intense, pure. The crimson fire of universal consciousness burns in us. Gradually, however, we are devoured by our parents, gulped by schools, chewed up by peers, swallowed by social institutions, wolfed by bad habits, and gnawed by age; and by that time we have been digested, cow style, in those six stomachs, we emerge a single disgusting shade of brown. The lesson of the beet, then, is this: hold on to yo.. | life | Tom Robbins | |
| 1c65f9c | They became desperate for an antidote, such as coziness & color. They tried to bury the obligatory white sofas under Thai-silk throw pillows of every rebellious, iridescent shade of Magenta, pink, and tropical green imaginable. But the architect returned, as he always does, like the conscience of a Calvinist, and he lectured them and hectored them and chucked the shimmering little sweet things out. | Tom Wolfe | ||
| 59f389c | en route to the final destination, which was always to get trashed, wasted, hammered, crunked up, bombed, wrecked, sloshed, fried, flapjacked, fucked-up, or get plainlong fucked, laid, drained, get some ass, get some head, some skull, a lube job, get your oil changed, get some brown sugar, quiff, goo, pussy... | Tom Wolfe | ||
| 03c1ad1 | But Christ's lore and his apostles twelve, He taught and first he followed it himself. | Geoffrey Chaucer | ||
| 260c63f | Strange: how when a light is extinguished, it's immediately as if it has never been. Darkness fills in again, complete. | Joyce Carol Oates | ||
| 8fa7b47 | Language is the instrument in all cases and can language be trusted? If it were not for language, could we lie? | Joyce Carol Oates | ||
| 62cf163 | So this is where the years of maturity deliver us - to this needy, selfish, unwieldy wish to be somebody else's first and primal other. | Carol Shields | ||
| 1f22df7 | You must not let yourself become too respectable. Keep yourself a little wild. What is life for, if not for the living of it? | Cynthia Voigt | ||
| e2c9809 | Nothing screws up a seance like the appearance of a real ghost. ~Jaime Vegas | Kelley Armstrong | ||
| d276a60 | My nephew is a manipulative, scheming, unscrupulous son of a bitch. And those are his good qualities. | good-and-bad-qualities great-aunt humor nephew rose | Kelley Armstrong |