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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 91b34d2 | And, though there should be a world of difference between the smile of a man and the bared fangs of a wolf, with Joss Merlyn they were one and the same. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| fe4bfe6 | How pleasant,' Dona said, peeling her fruit; 'the rest of us can only run away from time to time, and however much we pretend to be free, we know it is only for a little while - our hands and our feet are tied. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 02d09ec | you guessed that somewhere, in heaven knew what country and what guise, there was someone who was part of your body and your brain, and that without him you were lost, a straw blown by the wind. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| fbc4e16 | So many people never pause long enough to make up their minds about basic issues of life and death. It's quite possible to go through your whole life, making the mechanical motions of living, adopting as your own sets of ideas you've come to any conclusion for yourself as to what life is all about. | catherine-marshall christy christy-huddleston | Catherine Marshall | |
| 7ac3515 | Some of what I wrote bordered on blasphemy....If there was a God, He would have to be truth. And in that case, candor--however impertinent--would be more pleasing to Him than posturing. | Catherine Marshall | ||
| 7e451fb | In other words, our constitution was designed by people who were idealistic but not ideological. There's a big difference. You can have a philosophy that tends to be liberal or conservative but still be open to evidence, experience, and argument. That enables people with honest differences to find practical, principled compromise. On the other hand, fervent insistence on an ideology makes evidence, experience, and arguments irrelevant: If y.. | Bill Clinton | ||
| 24bb122 | what I did not know - I was a young man - is that there are two kinds of love. The kind that starts off big and slowly wears away, that seems you can never use it up and then one day is finished. And the kind that you don't notice at first, but which adds a little bit to itself every day, like an oyster makes a pearl, grain by grain, a jewel from the sand. | Monica Ali | ||
| 3357df6 | There were shadows I saw out of the corner of my eye that looked like problems waiting to become real, but you never know with shadows. | Ariel Levy | ||
| 50f4343 | Writing is communicating with an unknown intimate who is always available, the way the faithful turn to God. | Ariel Levy | ||
| 2b8b95b | If you do this, Nedra, if you choose necromancy... I cannot follow you into that darkness." "Oh, Grey," I said, shifting my bag onto my shoulder. "What do you know of darkness?" | darkness necromancy | Beth Revis | |
| 200de6d | I think his chutz is up, don't you? | Beth Revis | ||
| c2aee12 | As soon as the words slip past my lips, I wish I could grab them with my hands and crush them in my fists. But I can't. The words are there. | Beth Revis | ||
| 0b0f936 | Before, if I thought Christmas, I would have remembered my past on Earth and would have succumbed to the aching sadness for a life I can never have again. Now, I can think the word and not feel anything but a dull ache, a phantom pain for a part of my life that's been amputated. [p.244] | Beth Revis | ||
| fc3919a | I cannot imagine a more perfect hell than being trapped inside my own mind. | my-mind reverie stuck trapped | Beth Revis | |
| 0fc89c1 | I'd really like to go with you, Agachak. Truly I would...but I just can't." "I don't understand. Why not?" "I'm not allowed to leave home. My mother'd punish me something awful if I did..." "But you're the king." "That doesn't change a thing. I still do what mother says. She tells everybody that I'm the best boy ever when it comes to that." Agachak resisted a powerful urge to change this half-wit into a toad or perhaps a jellyfish." -- | David Eddings | ||
| c73144d | I'm truly amazed at you, Garion," Polgara said. "I didn't think you had the faintest idea of how to speak a civilized language." "Thank you," he said, "I think." | David Eddings | ||
| 8e32de6 | I have neither talent or taste for kingship, cousin. I am a warrior, and to dwell always in one place and live at court would weary me to death! | gawaine | Marion Zimmer Bradley | |
| 9c64de2 | And then a memory from Avalon surfaced in her mind, something she had not thought of for a decade; one of the Druids, giving instruction in the secret wisdom to the young priestesses, had said, If you would have the message of the Gods to direct your life, look for that which repeats, again and again; for this is the message given you by the Gods, the karmic lesson you must learn for this incarnation. It comes again and again until you have.. | karma life meaning | Marion Zimmer Bradley | |
| 1f0b434 | The killing fields of Chicago, of Baltimore, of Detroit, were created by the policy of Dreamers, but their weight, their shame, rests solely upon those who are dying in them. There is a great deception in this. To yell "black-on-black crime" is to shoot a man and then shame him for bleeding." | Ta-Nehisi Coates | ||
| f56ed89 | It is hard to face this. But all our phrasing--race relations, racial chasm, racial justice, racial profiling, white privilege, even white supremacy--serves to obscure that racism is a visceral experience, that it dislodges brains, blocks airways, rips muscle, extracts organs, cracks bones, breaks teeth. You must never look away from this. You must always remember that the sociology, the history, the economics, the graphs, the charts, the r.. | Ta-Nehisi Coates | ||
| ab13543 | Yes, dear Father. But has it ever occurred to you that by [your feelings] you destroy them? How many times can we say sorry before we don't feel sorry anymore? | emotions feelings i-m-sorry john-le-carre sorry | John le Carré | |
| ae11dde | I'm so tired of being lonely,she thought. In so tired of never going out, of never being with a boy,off never having a boy care about me. | r.l. stine | ||
| fc8bf75 | He's is a real dummy | R.L. Stine | ||
| c60fae6 | The modern atheist thinks he knows that God is dead; what he doesn't know is that, unconsciously, he continues to believe in God. What characterizes modernity is no longer the standard figure of the believer who secretly harbors intimate doubts about his belief and engages in transgressive fantasies. What we have today is a subject who presents himself as a tolerant hedonist dedicated to the pursuit of happiness, but whose unconscious is th.. | Slavoj Žižek | ||
| c8b6c0f | Again, Nietzsche thumbed through his notes, and then read, " 'One must have chaos and frenzy within oneself to give birth to a dancing star." | Irvin D. Yalom | ||
| d5901f7 | The thoughts haunted him. He hated them: they robbed him of his peace; they were alien, neither possible nor desirable. Still, he welcomed them: the only alternative- banishing Bertha from his mind-seemed inconceivable. | Irvin D. Yalom | ||
| 40693e4 | It does not matter how long we have been kept in cages. It does not matter how strong your gravity is. We were always meant to fly. | Sarah Kay | ||
| e3b367a | Sometimes I simply remind patients that sooner or later they will have to relinquish the goal of having a better past. | Irvin D. Yalom | ||
| 3a43149 | In science, you move closer to the truth by seeking evidence to the contrary. Perhaps the same method should inform your opinions as well. | David McRaney | ||
| bcf031f | reading these books. Oh, the endless labor of the intellectual--pouring all this knowledge into the brain through a three-millimeter aperture in the iris. | Irvin D. Yalom | ||
| 7c2b05f | Abraham Lincoln is reputed to have said that if he had eight hours to cut down a tree, he'd spend several of these hours sharpening his ax. | Irvin D. Yalom | ||
| c291868 | He knew then what it was that Liz had given him; the thing that he would have to go back and find if ever he got home to England; it was the caring about little things - the faith in ordinary life; the simplicity that made you break up a bit of bread into a paper bag, walk down to the beach and throw it to the gulls. It was this respect for triviality which he had never been allowed to possess; whether it was bread of the seagulls or love | trivial | John le Carré | |
| 6d75d81 | He watched them grow, until eventually, great forests of words had risen throughout Germany.... It was a nation of farmed thoughts. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 4d9ced5 | I'm twenty years old and look at me-- there isn't a thing I want to do | Markus Zusak | ||
| f98948c | The scrawled words of practice stood magnificently on the wall by the stairs, jagged and childlike and sweet. They looked on as both the hidden Jew and the girl slept, hand to shoulder. They breathed. German and Jewish lungs. | jewish nazi-germany the-book-thief | Markus Zusak | |
| d4f748a | I did it on purpose. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 1f27ad0 | Lua and Marie are holding hands. They look like they're so happy, just inside this moment, watching the kids and the lights on their old fibro house. Lua kisses her. Just softly on the lips. And she kisses back. Sometimes people are beautiful. Not in looks. Not in what they say. Just in what they are. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 6c6d7ad | My own eyes try to sleep, but they don't. They stay wide awake as time snarls forward and silence drops down, like measured thought. | silence sleep thought time | Markus Zusak | |
| bf9c725 | My mouth opened. It happened. Yes, with my head thrown into the sky, I started howling. Arms stretched out next to me, I howled, and everything came out of me. Visions pored up my throat and past voices surrounded me. The sky listened. The city didn't. I didn't care. All I cared about was that I was howling so that I could hear my voice and so I would remember that the boy had intensity and something to offer. I howled, oh, so loud and desp.. | city desperate howling i-wouldn-t-lie-down intensity loud remember sky something-to-offer throat visions voices | Markus Zusak | |
| 1a7c279 | I always marvel at the humans' ability to keep going. They always manage to stagger on even with tears streaming down their faces. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 417daa4 | Christ, it's defeaning. why can't the world hear? I ask myself. Within a few moments I ask it many times. Because it doesn't care, I finally answer, and I know I'm right. It's like I have been chosen. But chosen for what? I ask. The answer's quite simple: To Care.... How do people live like this? How do they survive? And maybe that's why I am here. What if they can't anymore? | Markus Zusak | ||
| 0e79a07 | She closes the door completely, and I crouch there. I allow myself to fall forward and rest my head on the door frame. My breath bleeds. My heartbeat drowns my ears. | intoxicating | Markus Zusak | |
| b59ed63 | It's well known there's always two sides, if no more. | George Eliot | ||
| 2bc5639 | Deep in her soul, however, she was waiting for something to happen. Like a sailor in distress, she would gaze out over the solitude of her life with desperate eyes, seeking some white sail in the mists of the far-off horizon. She did not know what this chance event would be, what wind would drive it to her, what shore it would carry her to, whether it was a longboat or a three-decked vessel, loaded with anguish or filled with happiness up t.. | Lena Dunham |