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Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
a1c4d34 | Learn how to smile in the cannibal pot and life will be so much easier. | Alan Brennert | ||
47cc242 | You make all these decisions in your life, and they all seem like the right decisions at the time. You think you're doing the right thing. And it's only later that you realize, no, they were exactly the wrong decisions, and instead of bringing you what you wanted, they only carried you even farther away from your dreams. And somehow you've got to live with that. | Alan Brennert | ||
e55979e | Nations should be governed by a council of learned men who must answer to the people for their actions. | Isabel Allende | ||
1b14aba | Hay mucha gente buena, Irina, pero es discreta. Los malos, en cambio, hacen mucho ruido, por eso se notan mas. | maldad humanidad | Isabel Allende | |
b65e994 | My father says that fear is good; it's the body's alarm system, it warns us of danger. But sometimes danger can't be avoided, and then you have to forget about being afraid. | Isabel Allende | ||
185b1a2 | I have a hundred-year-old aunt who aspires to sainthood, and whose only wish has been to go into the convent, but no congregation, not even the Little Sisters of Charity, could tolerate her for more than a few weeks, so the family has had to look after her. Believe me, there is nothing so insufferable as a saint, I wouldn't sic one on my worst enemy. | religion humor | Isabel Allende | |
f11eedb | I strike the ground with the soles of my feet and life rises up my legs, spreads up my skeleton, takes possession of me, drives away distress and sweetens my memory. The world trembles. | poetry-quotes | Isabel Allende | |
a0c1904 | Vamos a recorrer este camino juntos, paso a paso, dia a dia, con la mejor intencion. Eso es lo unico que podemos prometernos mutuamente. | Isabel Allende | ||
b61db2f | As I travel through life, I gather experiences that lie imprinted on the deepest strata of memory, and there they ferment, are transformed, and sometimes rise to the surface and sprout like strange plants from other worlds. What is the fertile humus of the subconscious composed of? Why are certain images converted into recurrent themes in nightmares or writing? | Isabel Allende | ||
1b11113 | m yuns~ ybdw k'nWh lm yHduth qT . | Isabel Allende | ||
ac44904 | Si fuera capaz de exteriorizar mis sentimientos, tal vez sufriria menos, pero se me quedan atorados adentro, como un inmenso bloque de hielo y pueden pasar anos antes que el hielo empiece a derretirse. | Isabel Allende | ||
fdb17db | Nothing changes; we humans repeat the same sins over and over, eternally. | sins human-nature | Isabel Allende | |
5ddde22 | Tenia un pie en la ilusion obligada y otro en la realidad secreta | Isabel Allende | ||
63f8537 | What can we do with this happiness that appears for no obvious reason, the joy that needs no cause to exist? | Isabel Allende | ||
ce128fc | Just as when we come into the world, when we die we are afraid of unknown things. But the fear is something from within us that has nothing to do with reality | Isabel Allende | ||
8bec0d6 | We fight no matter the cost of battle, the losses we take, the improbability of success. We fight to the very end. It is not the question of courage. It is something constitutional, an ability to let go. It maybe nothing more than life-hungry stupidity. | Yann Martel | ||
ca6e160 | The reason death sticks so closely to life isn't biological necessity - it's envy. Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous, possessive love that grabs at what it can. | love | Yann Martel | |
08da1da | Isn't it ironic, Richard Parker? We're in hell yet still we're afraid of immortality | Yann Martel | ||
03b164b | Life on a lifeboat isn't much of a life. It is like an end game in chess, a game with few pieces. The elements couldn't be more simple, nor the stakes higher. Physically it is extraordinarily arduous, and morally it is killing. You must make adjustments if you want to survive. Much becomes expendable. You get happiness where you can. You reach a point where you're at the bottom of hell, yet you have your arms crossed and a smile on your fac.. | Yann Martel | ||
75efa78 | As for fame, fame felt like nothing. Fame was not a sensation like love or hunger or loneliness, welling from within and invisible to the outside eye. It was rather entirely external, coming from the minds of others. It existed in the way people looked at him or behaved towards him. In that, being famous was no different from being gay, or Jewish, or from a visible minority: you are who you are, and then people project onto you some notion .. | Yann Martel | ||
dac0e84 | Books, like people, can't be reduced to the cost of the materials with which they were made. Books, like people, become unique and precious once you get to know them. | Yann Martel | ||
c335171 | In a healthy individual, a broken bone that has healed properly is strongest where it was once broken. You have not lost any life, Henry told himself. You will still get your fair share of years. Yet the quality of his life changed. Once you've been struck by violence, you acquire companions that never leave you entirely: Suspicion, Fear, Anxiety, Despair, Joylessness. The natural smile is taken from you and the natural pleasures you once e.. | Yann Martel | ||
5b7cbba | MOANING MYRTLE: What did you call me? Do I moan? Am I moaning now? AM I? AM I? SCORPIUS: No, I didn't mean . . . MOANING MYRTLE: What's my name? SCORPIUS: Myrtle. MOANING MYRTLE: Exactly -- Myrtle. Myrtle Elizabeth Warren -- a pretty name -- my name -- no need for the moaning. | J.K. Rowling | ||
8012786 | Choosing to live in narrow spaces leads to a form of mental agoraphobia, and that brings its own terrors. I think the willfully unimaginative see more monsters. They are often more afraid. What is more, those who choose not to empathize enable real monsters. For without ever committing an act of outright evil ourselves, we collude with it through our own apathy. | J.K. Rowling | ||
e7fbd8e | For our Hogwarts is in danger from external, deadly foes And we must unite inside her or we'll crumble from within | j-k-rowling | J.K. Rowling | |
01740cd | ALBUS And I know I'll always be Harry Potter's son - and I will sort that out in my head - and I know compared to you my life is pretty good really and that he and I are comparatively lucky and-- SCORPIUS (interrupting) Albus, as apologies go this is wonderfully fulsome, but you're starting to talk more about you than me again, so probably better to quit while you're ahead. ALBUS smiles and stretches out a hand. | J.K. Rowling | ||
1dfc321 | Bisogna chiamare le cose con il loro nome, la paura del nome non fa altro che aumentare la paura della cosa stessa. | harry-potter paura | J.K. Rowling | |
22f2d83 | Professor Severus Snape was Harry's least favorite teacher. Harry also happened to be Snape's least favorite student. | J.K. Rowling | ||
9f4f1a0 | Howard and Shirley were clothed, always, in an invisible layer of decorum that they never laid aside. | J.K. Rowling | ||
0eb569e | I thought your friend Ron might like this owl, as it's my fault he no longer has a rat. | J.K. Rowling | ||
efc9c6b | Divination is turning out to be much more trouble than I could have foreseen, never having studied the subject myself. | funny | J.K. Rowling | |
9a1ceeb | I thought you weren't speaking to us?" said Harry. "Yes, don't stop now," said Ron, "it's doing us so much good." | J.K. Rowling | ||
7c5bc69 | She kept asking herself whether, if he had looked cleaner, she might have been more concerned; whether, on some subliminal level, she had confused his obvious signs of neglect with street-smartness, toughness and resilience. | J.K. Rowling | ||
fec63e5 | What can you see in mine?" "A load of soggy brown stuff," said Harry." | J.K. Rowling | ||
5cd9f29 | He has never wanted to occupy the throne himself; he prefers the back seat - more room to spread out, you see. | J.K. Rowling | ||
48f1d9b | Knocking the shrieking goblins aside like skittles | J.K. Rowling | ||
7e397c8 | The truth." Dumbledore sighed. "It is a beautiful and terrible thing, and should therefore be treated with great caution. However, I shall answer your questions unless I have a very good reason not to, in which case I beg you'll forgive me. I shall not, of course, lie." | J.K. Rowling | ||
d26c4ab | Sirius looked slightly disconcerted for a moment, then said, "I'll look for him later, I expect I'll find him upstairs crying his eyes out over my mother's old bloomers or something... Of course, he might have crawled into the airing cupboard and died... But I mustn't get my hopes up..." | J.K. Rowling | ||
872a0ab | He wanted to journey through dark labyrinths and wrestle with the strangeness that lurked within; he wanted to crack open piety and expose hypocrisy; he wanted to break taboos and squeeze wisdom from their bloody hearts; he wanted to achieve a state of amoral grace, and be baptized backwards into ignorance and simplicity. | J.K. Rowling | ||
68a2148 | La verdad -Dumbledore suspiro- es una cosa terrible y hermosa, y por lo tanto debe ser tratada con gran cuidado. | J.K. Rowling | ||
c9480ec | Bellatrix was still fighting too, fifty yards away from Voldemort, and like her master she dueled three at once: Hermione, Ginny, and Luna, all battling their hardest, but Bellatrix was equal to them, and Harry's attention was diverted as a Killing Curse shot so close to Ginny that she missed death by an inch -- He changed course, running at Bellatrix rather than Voldemort, but before he had gone a few steps he was knocked sideways. "NOT MY.. | J.K. Rowling | ||
e45a374 | I mean, normally, being in lockdown, being in constant detention, it'd break me, but now -- what's the worst they can do? Bring back Moldy Voldy and have him torture me? Nope. | scorpius-malfoy | J.K. Rowling | |
65fa94a | The Ministry places a rather higher value on my life than yours, I'm afraid. | J.K. Rowling | ||
5377fdd | Wow, I wonder what it'd be like to have a difficult life? | J.K. Rowling |