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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 7575b82 | The Good Lord Bird don't run in a flock. He Flies alone. You know why? He's searching. Looking for the right tree. And when he sees that tree, that dead tree that's taking all the nutrition and good things from the forest floor. He goes out and he gnaws at it, and he gnaws at it till the thing gets tired and it falls down. And the dirt from it raises other trees. It gives them good things to eat. It makes 'em strong. Gives 'em life. And the.. | birds nature purpose the-right-thing | James McBride | |
| 0a01412 | Stupid. Shortsighted. A man born with a sense for raw opportunity where his soul should have been. Miller's | James S.A. Corey | ||
| d485907 | Well, you've got a full load of torpedoes and bullets, three Martian warships trailing you, one angry old lady in tea withdrawal, and a Martian Marine who could probably kill you with your own teeth. What do you do? | James S.A. Corey | ||
| 5b9cc9d | Desperate psychotic people do desperate psychotic things when they're exposed. I refuse to grant them immunity from exposure out of fear of their reaction. When you do, the desperate psychos wind up in charge. | James S.A. Corey | ||
| a9999f1 | No monkey ever reheated a frozen burrito. | James S.A. Corey | ||
| 3382c11 | She'd always found a deep comfort in praying. A profound sense of connection to something infinitely larger than herself. Her atheist friends called it awe in the face of an infinite cosmos. She called it God. That they might be talking about the same thing didn't bother her at all. It was possible she was hurling her prayers at a cold and unfeeling universe that didn't hear them, but that wasn't how it felt. Science had given mankind many .. | James S.A. Corey | ||
| b2efe57 | If you start feeling wonderful and powerful and like you've seen the face of God, you're having a euphoric attack. | face-of-god | James S.A. Corey | |
| 175143c | Distributed responsibility is the problem. One person gives the order, another carries it out. One can say they didn't pull the trigger, the other that they were just doing what they were told, and everyone lets themselves off the hook. | James S.A. Corey | ||
| be7754f | And what I was feeling was the wonder Of being more than me, of being more Than mere here and now allowed I had become a shining star, a burning nova Exploded with love Flying through an endlessly Expanding universe Away from the me that was Toward a me that is beyond Understanding. | Walter Dean Myers | ||
| a4cbf86 | We lie to ourselves here. Maybe we are here because we lie to ourselves. | Walter Dean Myers | ||
| b503d44 | Yeah, that's funny, huh?...Something hurts you real bad and you get used to it. Like being hurt becomes part of who you are. | Walter Dean Myers | ||
| aec1942 | The whole "misery loves company" thing never applies more than when you're breaking up. The thought that the other person is doing fine is simply too much to bear." | Emily Giffin | ||
| c26cb4a | Sorrow comes with so many defense mechanisms. You have your shock, your denial, your getting wasted, your cracking jokes, and your religion. You also have the old standby catchall--the blind belief in fate, the whole "things happening for a reason" drill." | Emily Giffin | ||
| 563f82b | you'd do anything to get a soul mate back, right?... I mean, that's the nature of soul mates. | Emily Giffin | ||
| 7dc8da3 | I think I hoped for something more. Maybe I even hoped that I could find in Richard what I had with Ben. But it is suddenly very clear: Richard is not fallin in love with me and I'm not falling in love with Richard. We are not creating anything permanent or special. We are only having fun together. It is a fling- a fling just like he said last night- a fling with an ending yet to be determined. I feel relieved to have it defined | Emily Giffin | ||
| a5dc07b | The purpose of life is a life of purpose. | Emily Giffin | ||
| e77802b | Songs and smells will bring you back to a moment in time more than anything else. It's amazing how much can be conjured with a few notes of a song or a solitary whiff of a room. | love memories songs | Emily Giffin | |
| e875207 | Love is sharing a life together | Emily Giffin | ||
| f429e82 | Throughout the ordeal, I learned that getting mad was easier than being sad. Anger was something I could control. I could settle into an easy rhythm of blame and hate. Focus my energy on something than the ache in my heart. | Emily Giffin | ||
| dd4df5b | We run to place and power over the dead bodies of those who fail and fall; ay, we win the food we eat from out the mouths of starving babes. | cost crime give-and-take good-and-evil humanity mankind price sin society survival triumph | H. Rider Haggard | |
| c3c886c | Listen! What is life? It is a feather, it is the seed of the grass, blown hither and thither, sometimes multiplying itself and dying in the act, sometimes carried away into the heavens. But if that seed be good and heavy it may perchance travel a little way on the road it wills. It is well to try and journey one's road and to fight with the air. Man must die. At the worst he can but die a little sooner. | inspirational life | H. Rider Haggard | |
| b7e2936 | We do not dance to reach a certain point on the floor, but simply to dance. Energy itself, as William Blake said, is eternal delight--and all life is to be lived in the spirit of rapt absorption in an arabesque of rhythms. | Alan Wilson Watts | ||
| 8b6029a | Thou art a man God is no more | spiritual | William Blake | |
| 03ac9b0 | Pity would be no more, If we did not make somebody poor. | William Blake | ||
| a58264b | Down the winding cavern we groped our tedious way, till a void boundless as the nether sky appeared beneath us, and we held by the roots of trees and hung over this immensity; but I said: if you please we will commit ourselves to this void and see whether providence is here also. | William Blake | ||
| b6b371d | Women give more than men; young people more than their elders; people who appear to be of the most modest means seem more generous than the affluent looking. | Irvine Welsh | ||
| bf722c4 | To those of us gathered here today, Matthew Connell filled a number of different roles in our lives. Matthew was a son, a brother, a father and a friend. Matthew's last days in his young life were bleak, suffering ones. Yet, we must remember the real Matthew, the loving young man who had a great lust for life. A keen musician, Matthew loved to entertain friends with his guitar playing... Renton could not make eye contact with Spud, standing.. | Irvine Welsh | ||
| 701b35d | Children should be taught about history not as is usually the case now, that this is the record of long past events, which one ought to know about for some reason or other. But that this is a story from which one may learn not only what has happened, but what may, and probably will, happen again. Literature and history, these two great branches of human learning, records of human behaviour, human thought, are less and less valued by the you.. | Doris Lessing | ||
| 6a77e1e | He destroyed in her the knowing, doubting, sophisticated Ella, and again and again he put her intelligence to sleep, and with her willing connivance, so that she floated darkly on her love for him, on her naivety, which is another word for a spontaneous creative faith. And when his own distrust of himself destroyed this woman-in-love, so that she began thinking, she would fight to return to naivety. | Doris Lessing | ||
| 388866a | No, no - I think about thinking | thinking | Douglas R. Hofstadter | |
| 2f5228c | When I was a child, I often used to lie awake at night, in fearful anticipation of some unpleasant event the following day, such as a visit to the dentist, and wish I could press some sort of button that would have the effect of instantly transporting me twenty-four hours into the future. The following night, I would wonder whether that magic button was in fact real, and that the trick had indeed worked. After all, it was twenty-four hours .. | Paul Davies | ||
| c789886 | Before reaching Grassy Butte, though, Dad spied a farmhouse with two pumps in the drive and a red-and-white sign out front saying DALE'S OIL COMPANY. Another sign said CLOSED, but a light was on in the house and Dad pulled in, saying, "I believe we might prevail on Dale. What do you think?" "Prevail on Dale," I repeated to Swede. "To make a sale," she added. "And if we fail, we'll whale on Dale--" "Till he needs braille!" "Will you guys des.. | gas kids rhyme | Leif Enger | |
| 3182966 | What I do know is that I can't hurt a ghost. I wish I could fall in love with Ann Stuart. I wish I could wed her and bed her and have children with her. I wish I could fill that huge house with little spirit children who would live forever and never die. | Jude Deveraux | ||
| 6e65ff9 | She tried to allow herself only one biting remark an hour, and she had already overstepped her allowance. | Anne Stuart | ||
| 0e5eb53 | Hamish Alexander-Harrington knew his wife as only two humans who had both been adopted by a pair of mated treecats ever could. He'd seen her deal with joy and with sorrow, with happiness and with fury, with fear, and even with despair. Yet in all the years since their very first meeting at Yeltsin's Star, he suddenly realized, he had never actually met the woman the newsies called "the Salamander." It wasn't his fault, a corner of his brain.. | David Weber | ||
| cfe0a96 | Then what shall I write? I can't just write that this happened then this happened then this happened to boring infinitum. I'll let my journal grow just like the mind does, just like a tree or beast does, just like life does. Why should a book tell a tale in a dull straight line? Words should wander and meander. They should fly like owls and flicker like bats and slip like cats. They should murmur and scream and dance and sing. | David Almond | ||
| 8334b4b | We stand dead still and we listen to the night. The city drones. An owl hoots and a cat howls and a dog barks and a siren wails. We let the stars shine into us. | David Almond | ||
| 3ff4640 | Sometimes children must be left alone to be still and silent, and to do. | David Almond | ||
| f3d9fca | Do you know what it means to be emphatic? I will tell you: It means that when you are being forcibly taken to a dungeon, when you have a large knife at your back, when you are trying to be brave, you are able, still, to think for a moment of the person who is holding the knife. | Kate DiCamillo | ||
| a2146e4 | If you have no intention of loving or being loved, then the whole journey is pointless. | Kate DiCamillo | ||
| b14162b | What matters when all is said and done is not who puts us down, but who picks us up. | Kate DiCamillo | ||
| ab931a2 | Farewell" is not the word that you would like to hear from your mother as you are being led to the dungeon by 2 oversize mice in black hoods. Words that you would like to hear are "Take me instead, I will go to the dungeon in my sons place." There is a great deal of comfort in those words." | Kate DiCamillo | ||
| 505e776 | That squid is a villain," said Flora out loud. "He needs to be vanquished. He's eating a boat. And he's going to eat all of the people on the boat." "Yes, well, loneliness makes us do terrible things," said Dr. Meescham. "And that is why the picture is there, to remind me of this. Also, because the other Dr. Meescham painted it when he was young and joyful." Good grief, thought Flora. What did he paint when he was old and depressed?" | Kate DiCamillo | ||
| 47ea635 | Edward knew what it was like to say over and over again the names of those you had left behind. He knew what it was like to miss someone. And so he listened. And in his listening, his heart opened wide and then wider still. | Kate DiCamillo |