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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 3b0abdb | Am I a weed, carried this way, that way, on a tide that comes twice a day without a meaning? | Virginia Woolf | ||
| 73e051e | All who have brought about a state of sex-consciousness are to blame, and it is they who drive me, when I want to stretch my faculties on a book, to seek it in that happy age ... when the writer used both sides of his mind [the male and female sides of his mind] equally. One must turn back to Shakespeare then, for Shakespeare was androgynous; and so were Keats and Sterne and Cowper and Lamb and Coleridge. Shelley perhaps was sexless. Milton.. | keats mind shakespeare writing | Virginia Woolf | |
| 8c086c2 | This I say is the present moment; this is the first day of the summer holidays. This is part of the emerging monster to whom we are attached. | monster present-moment | Virginia Woolf | |
| 9d156af | Great bodies of people are never responsible for what they do. They are driven by instincts which are not within their control. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| 199194e | It was some such feeling of completeness perhaps which, ten years ago, standing almost where she stood now, had made her say that she must be in love with the place. Love had a thousand shapes. There might be lovers whose gift it was to choose out the elements of things and place them together and so, giving them a wholeness not theirs in life, make of some scene, or meeting of people (all now gone and separate), one of those globed compact.. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| 10b440c | There is a sadness at the back of life which some people do not attempt to mitigate. Entirely aware of their own standing in the shadow, and yet alive to every tremor and gleam of existence, there they endure. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| c742329 | Waves of hands, hesitations at street corners, someone dropping a cigarette into the gutter-all are stories. But which is the true story? That I do not know. Hence I keep my phrases hung like clothes in a cupboard, waiting for some one to wear them. Thus waiting, thus speculating, making this note and then an* other I do not cling to life. I shall be brushed like a bee from a sunflower. My philosophy, always accumulating, welling up moment .. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| 5abffd2 | Let me now raise my song of glory. Heaven be praised for solitude. Let me be alone. Let me cast and throw away this veil of being, this cloud that changes with the least breath, night and day, and all night and all day. While I sat here I have been changing. I have watched the sky change. I have seen clouds cover the stars, then free the stars, then cover the stars again. Now I look at their changing no more. Now no one sees me and I change.. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| 8875b26 | Buy for me from the King's own kennels, the finest elk hounds of the Royal strain, male and female. Bring them back without delay. For," he murmured, scarcely above his breath as he turned to his books, "I have done with men." | dogs humanity men | Virginia Woolf | |
| 94b8558 | When two people have been married for years they seem to become unconscious of each other's bodily presence so that they move as if alone, speak aloud things which they do not expect to be answered, and in general seem to experience all the comfort of solitude without its loneliness. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| 44ca038 | It is remarkable...what a change of temper a fixed income will bring about. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| 0292259 | Literature had taken possession even of her memories. She was matching him, presumably, with certain characters in the old novels... | Virginia Woolf | ||
| 8f36116 | Books - books - books," said Helen, in her absent-minded way. "More new books - I wonder what you find in them..." | Virginia Woolf | ||
| 7510c15 | Pray heaven that the inside of my mind may not be exposed | Virginia Woolf | ||
| 903392e | So on a summer's day waves collect, overbalance, and fall; collect and fall; and the whole world seems to be saying 'that is all' more and more ponderously, until even the heart in the body which lies in the sun on the beach says too 'that is all'. Fear no more, says the heart. Fear no more, says the heart, committing its burden to some sea, which sighs collectively for all sorrows, and renews, begins, collects, lets fall. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| 6e0c288 | Even a stone has its uses, and man who is the most intelligent of all creatures must be of some use, hasn't he? | Nikolai Gogol | ||
| 18d4ba4 | The fair-haired man was one of those people in whose character there is at first sight a certain obstinacy. Before you can open your mouth, they are already prepared to argue and, it seems, will never agree to anything that is clearly contrary to their way of thinking, will never call a stupid thing smart, and in particular will never dance to another man's tune; but it always ends up that there is a certain softness in their character, tha.. | Nikolai Gogol | ||
| ad92ca8 | Not finance. Not strategy. Not technology. It is teamwork that remains the ultimate competitive advantage, both because it is so powerful and so rare. | Patrick Lencioni | ||
| 140713d | In quella parte del libro de la mia memoria dinanzi a la quale poco si potrebbe leggere, si trova una rubrica la quale dice: INCIPIT VITA NOVA | Dante Alighieri | ||
| bbbc25f | how short a time the fire of love endures in woman if frequent sight and touch do not rekindle it. | Dante Alighieri | ||
| 1cd5be0 | My son, Here may indeed be torment, but not death. | Dante Alighieri | ||
| 814ec16 | it is his fate to enter every door. This has been willed where what is willed must be, and is not yours to question. Say no more. | Dante Alighieri | ||
| 52ad9ec | The only answer that I give to you is doing it," he said. "A just request is to be met in silence, by the act." | Dante Alighieri | ||
| 3ff9dbb | He who best discerns the worth of time is most distressed whenever time is lost. | Dante Alighieri | ||
| 04b92a4 | Soft as the early morning breeze of May, which heralds dawn, rich with the grass and flowers, spreading in waves their breathing fragrances, I felt a breeze strike soft upon my brow: I felt a wing caress it, I am sure, I sensed the sweetness of ambrosia. | Dante Alighieri | ||
| 627117b | My son, you've seen the temporary fire and the eternal fire; you have reached the place past which my powers cannot see. I've brought you here through intellect and art; from now on, let your pleasure be your guide; you're past the steep and past the narrow paths. Look at the sun that shines upon your brow; look at the grasses, flowers, and the shrubs born here, spontaneously, of the earth. Among them, you can rest or walk until the comin.. | freedom virgil weeping | Dante Alighieri | |
| 35e4aa9 | Salvation must grow out of understanding, total understanding can follow only from total experience, and experience must be won by the laborious discipline of shaping one's absolute attention. | Dante Alighieri | ||
| f757c78 | Some things defy language itself. | Sylvain Reynard | ||
| 86d51be | He Looked down at her gravely. "In many ways, we are the most perfect match. We see each other as we are, but neither of us views the other as broken." | Sylvain Reynard | ||
| 4b02406 | This must be love, she murmured, in between sips of water. What's that? He sat behind her, cradling her in his arms. You held my hair, Professor. You must love me. He reached a tentative hand to her lower abdomen. I seem to recall you looking after me once, when I was sick. And that was before you loved me. I always loved you, Gabriel. Thank you. He kissed her forehead. We made this little one together. You aren't going to scare me off wit.. | Sylvain Reynard | ||
| 80ac4b1 | There's no one here but us. And what I see is Breathtaking | Sylvain Reynard | ||
| 7180295 | Gabriel was a consuming fire. His passion, his desires, all seemed to overtake the desires of those around him. | Sylvain Reynard | ||
| 9df5d56 | Once off the bush The fruit fermented, the sweet flesh would turn sour. I always felt like crying. It wasn't fair That all the lovely canfuls smelt of rot. | Seamus Heaney | ||
| f5bad6a | Bebeorh the done bealo-nid, Beowulf leofa, secg betsta, ond the thaet selre geceos, ece raedas; ofer-hyda ne gym, maere cempa! Nu is thines maegnes blaed ane hwile; eft sona bid thaet thec adl odde ecg eafothes getwaefed, odde fyres feng odde flodes wylm odde gripe meces odde gares fliht odde atol yldo, odde eagena bearhtm forsited ond forsworced; semninga bid, thaet dec, dryht-guma, dead oferswyded. O flower of warriors, beware of that tra.. | Seamus Heaney | ||
| d109529 | No more twist! | Beatrix Potter | ||
| cefb4bf | the vicissitudes of fortune, which spares neither man nor the proudest of his works, which buries empires and cities in a common grave. | Edward Gibbon | ||
| 56e2147 | I am still jealous that Phoebe's mother came back and mine did not. I miss my mother. | Sharon Creech | ||
| 7161525 | What exactly did people do when they had all the time in the world and could do whatever they liked? (p 153) | time | Sharon Creech | |
| af02aff | Breakfast was only worth having when somebody else made it for you. | Caroline B. Cooney | ||
| b7112bd | She had gradually changed her name. "Jane" was too dull. Last year, she'd added a "y", becoming Jayne, which had more personality." | Caroline B. Cooney | ||
| 314de14 | I'll fail." "At schoool.""Failing at school is failing at life." | failing | Ned Vizzini | |
| 32aef58 | My one friend is a screwup--a genius blessed with the most beautiful girl in the world, and he doesn't even know it. | Ned Vizzini | ||
| d75716d | 'nt lst sw~ m tfkr fyh. w'Hsysk hy `bd l'fkrk, w'nt `bd l`wTfk. | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| 501170e | She thought she knew much, but she knew nothing. | Elizabeth Gilbert |