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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| d010836 | There's always something else. That's what makes life so much fun. | Sue Grafton | ||
| d2538f6 | Words are the oldest information storage and retrieval system ever devised. Words are probably older than the cave paintings in France, words have been here for tens of thousands of years longer than film, moving pictures, video, and digital video, and words will likely be here after those media too. When the electromagnetic pulse comes in the wake of the nuclear blast? Those computers and digital video cameras and videotape recorders that .. | Rick Moody | ||
| f379a41 | Joan of Arc said a lot of interesting things before they burned her at the stake. | Hillary Rodham Clinton | ||
| f31c86b | All of us face hard choices in our lives. Some face more than their share. We have to decide how to balance the demands of work and family. Caring for a sick child or an aging parent. Figuring out how to pay for college. Finding a good job, and what to do if you lose it. Whether to get married--or stay married. How to give our kids the opportunities they dream about and deserve. Life is about making such choices. Our choices and how we hand.. | Hillary Rodham Clinton | ||
| 3e13774 | She was not as stupid as some I have had, and better company, but still perhaps her going was for the best. She was not what I needed." "Because I failed," whispered Alyce in the shadows. "Because she gave up," continued the midwife. "I need an apprentice who can do what I tell her, take what I give her, who can try and risk and fail and try again and not give up..." | trusting-youself | Karen Cushman | |
| 9804205 | Minds, like diapers, need occasional changing. | Karen Cushman | ||
| a8a1e71 | You can't make me do nothing but die! | death freedom | Richard Wright | |
| 7e432b2 | Held at bay by the hate of others, preoccupied with his own feelings, he was continuously at war with reality. | Richard Wright | ||
| 5f3383f | How could one find out about life when one was about to die? | Richard Wright | ||
| 8cd6259 | It had been only through books-at best, no more than vicarious cultural transfusions-that I had managaed to keep myself alive in a negatively vital way. Whenever my environment had failed to support or nourish me, I had clutched at books... | Richard Wright | ||
| b70926f | I know you know the tale of Baby June You know the way she could deliver a tune She was a killer in a petticoat A little bit of everyone you adore... And if your baby let you down at night, Well Baby June would make it up alright And I was never happier Than in the arms and charms of her | katchoo | Terry Moore | |
| aa9f988 | Many collectors died in process of searching for new species, and despite persistent reports that the men died from drowning, gunshot and knife wounds, snakebite, trampling by cattle, or blows in the head with blunt instruments, it is generally accepted that in each case the primary cause of death was orchid fever. | history-of-mankind humor orchids | Eric Hansen | |
| 3c6b862 | The presence of danger has a way of making you feel fully awake. | Tim O'Brien | ||
| fc9c5bd | And now it is time for a final act of courage. I urge you: March proudly into your own dream. | Tim O'Brien | ||
| f4fd363 | What happened, and what might have happened? | Tim O'Brien | ||
| dd5f194 | A miracle to confound natural law, a baffling reversal of the inevitable consequences . . . a miracle. . . . An act of high imagination -- daring and lurid and impossible. Yes, a cartoon of the mind. | Tim O'Brien | ||
| 9ddd76d | My heart tells me to stop right here, to offer quiet benediction and call it the end. But the truth won't allow it. Because there is no end, happy or otherwise. Nothing is fixed, nothing solved. the facts, such as they are, finally spin off into the void of things missing, the inconclusiveness of us. Who are we? Where do we go? The ambiguity may be dissatisfying, even irritating, but this is a love story. There is no tidiness. Blame it on t.. | Tim O'Brien | ||
| e8bf125 | With a hangover and with fear, it is difficult to put a helmet on your head. | Tim O'Brien | ||
| 2356da4 | Sometimes people can learn a lot about each other just by sitting in silence. | Louis Sachar | ||
| 6946e7c | How'd you like to take a ride on my new boat this Saturday?" he asked her one evening after class. "No, thank you," said Miss Katherine. "We've got a brand-new boat," he said. "You don't even have to row it." "Yes, I know," said Miss Katherine. Everyone in town had seen--and heard--the Walkers' new boat. It made a horrible loud noise and spewed ugly black smoke over the beautiful lake. Trout had always gotten everything he ever wanted. He f.. | Louis Sachar | ||
| b89b085 | You're not completely worthless. | Louis Sachar | ||
| 171138f | I'd had a little feeling of destiny. Because, you see, what I mean about affinities is true from friendships down to even the accidental glance at someone on the street-there's always a definite reason somewhere. I think even the poets would agree with me. | fate friendship patricia-highsmith poets red-string-of-fate relationships the-price-of-salt | Patricia Highsmith | |
| 3a65f8a | But Carol had not betrayed her. Carol loved her more than she loved her child. That was part of the reason why she had not promised. She was gambling now as she had gambled on getting everything from the detective that day on the road, and she lost then, too. And now she saw Carol's face changing, saw the little signs of astonishment and shock so subtle that perhaps only she in the world could have noticed them, and Therese could not think .. | Patricia Highsmith | ||
| 348e3ac | They roared into the Lincoln Tunnel. A wild, inexplicable excitement mounted in Therese as she stared through the windshield. She wished the tunnel might cave in and kill them both, that their bodies might be dragged out together. She felt Carol glancing at her from time to time. | crazy die-together patricia-highsmith romantic the-price-of-salt to-die-by-your-side wild | Patricia Highsmith | |
| 7fa6414 | Nothing erases the immoral act. Not forgiveness. Not confession. And even if the act could be forgiven, no one could bear the responsibility of forgiveness on behalf of the dead. Not act of violence is ever resolved when the one who can forgive can no longer speak; there is only silence. | Anne Michaels | ||
| 20d8225 | But now? Now? Children in the twentieth and this early twenty-first century hated the Alice books, couldn't read them, and why should they? Their world had strayed into madness long ago. Look at the planet. Rain is acid, poisonous. Sun causes cancer. Sex=death. Children murder other children. Parents lie, leaders lie, the churches have less moral credibility than Benetton ads. And the faces of missing children staring out from milk cartons-.. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 3e3ab35 | Those times are over and gone, and good riddance to them, too. We were hopelessly high-spirited. Now we're the tick-waisted generation, dragging along our children behind us and carrying our parents on our backs. And we're in charge, while the figures who used to command our respect are wasting away. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 1c9a779 | Those times are over and gone, and good-riddance to them, too. We were hopelessly high-spirited. Now we're the thick-waisted generation, dragging along our children behind us and carrying our parents on our backs. And we're in charge, while the figures who used to command our respect are wasting away. | time | Gregory Maguire | |
| 56f313c | I like the sound of words, but I don't ever really expect my slow, slanted impression of the world to change by what I read. | reading understanding wicked words | Gregory Maguire | |
| d80816b | looking at him makes her feel like laughing all over - as if she could laugh not just with her mouth but with her eyes, her heart, her very limbs. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 2a864fc | I dabble in causes and effects. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 057bc01 | How deeply bound by cords of family anger we all are[...]None of us breaks free. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| eafd93c | perhaps charity is the kind of beauty that we comprehend the best because we miss it the most. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 37f217a | It's hard to find evil in this world,' said the Witch. Evil is always more easily imagined than good, somehow. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| a4f2661 | The future reshapes the memory of the past in the way it recalibrates significance: some episodes are advanced, others lose purchase. | memory mind mind-games | Gregory Maguire | |
| 36d72d0 | The nature of the world is to be calm, and enhance and support life, and evil is an absence of the inclination of matter to be at peace. | evil life nature peace world | Gregory Maguire | |
| d7f4d02 | Think of egg and spoon. If there is an egg, well, fine. You eat. Unless you use your spoon to hold the egg out of my reach. Does being in possession of a spoon give you more right to the egg? | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 421c020 | This is a perfectly good picture. And if I didn't know you, I would be impressed and charmed. But I do know you." He thought some more, wondering whether he dared say precisely what he felt, for he knew he could never explain exactly why the idea came to him. "It's the painting of a dutiful daughter," he said eventually, looking at her cautiously to see her reaction. "You want to please. You are always aware of what the person looking at th.. | creativity daughters duty expectation fulfillment gift independence individuality obedience paintings perception skills | Iain Pears | |
| 2c702f6 | He who profits by villainy, has perpetrated it. | profit vice villainy wrongdoing | Iain Pears | |
| 8d6442e | Whatever Yasu loves, I love too. That's the secret of love. | Ai Yazawa | ||
| 56f7374 | Don't do stuff that freaks him out, like what you're doing now. Do something that makes him happy. | Ai Yazawa | ||
| 8fa9930 | The honest answer is more complex. On some level I was sent. Or inspired. Or called. But my calling, such as it was, wasn't a single booming invitation from above (really, is it ever?)... | Chris Bohjalian | ||
| 71d8957 | When people really hate one another, the tension within them can sometimes make itself felt throughout a room, like atmospheric waves, first hot, then cold, wafted backwards and forwards as if in an invisible process of air conditioning, creating a pervasive physical disturbance. | hatred meetings mood | Anthony Powell | |
| 97fe362 | That many if not most people...who want fresh leafy greens in January buy them at the supermarket after they've been bleached and plastic-bag shipped from California or beyond is not a tribute to modern technology; it's an unprecedented abdication of personal responsibility and a ubiquitous benchmark of abnormality. | food-security responsibility | Joel Salatin |