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3edfe0d Where there is nothing left to hide, there is nothing left to seek. Esther Perel
c1fbcf7 Existing political philosophies all developed before evolutionary game theory, so they do not take equilibrium selection into account. Socialism pretends that individuals are not selfish sexual competitors, so it ignores equilibria altogether. Conservatism pretends that there is only one possible equilibrium--a nostalgic version of the status quo--that society could play. Libertarianism ignores the possibility of equilibrium selection at th.. politics Geoffrey Miller
aaf9493 It was a standard fantasy when you fell in love to imagine you could go back in time and find your beloved growing up, appear there, save him or her, get together as adolescents, by magic, and go on together, fighting for one another, into old age, never wavering. Norman Rush
6deb5bd Press on, regardless. Mary Stewart
e548254 I'd live with loneliness a long time. That was something which was always there... one learns to keep it at bay, there are times when one even enjoys it - but there are also times when a desperate self-sufficiency doesn't quite suffice, and then the search for the anodyne begins... the radio, the dog, the shampoo, the stockings-to-wash, the tin soldier... Mary Stewart
4c501b1 Je prefere la vie a la mort, exister a ne pas exister, car je ne suis pas sur d'etre une fois que je n'existerai plus Eugène Ionesco
3e7323b Of course, not everything is unsayable in words, only the living truth. truth words Eugène Ionesco
5d9ba59 Multiply your age times your realized pretax annual household income from all sources except inheritances. Divide by ten. This, less any inherited wealth, is what your net worth should be. Thomas J. Stanley
bef627c Be tough ... life is. In other words, there is no promise of a rose garden. Thomas J. Stanley
ba92bfe Joy doesn't betray but sustains activism. And when you face a politics that aspires to make you fearful, alienated, and isolated, joy is a fine initial act of insurrection. Rebecca Solnit
a863d08 For many years, I have been moved by the blue at the far edge of what can be seen, that color of horizons, of remote mountain ranges, of anything far away. The color of that distance is the color of an emotion, the color of solitude and of desire, the color of there seen from here, the color of where you are not. And the color of where you can never go. For the blue is not in the place those miles away at the horizon, but in the atmospheric.. color desire distance long travel wanderlust Rebecca Solnit
09ae48e My friend Chip Ward speaks of "the tyranny of the quantifiable," of the way what can be measured almost always takes precedence over what cannot: private profit over public good; speed and efficiency over enjoyment and quality; the utilitarian over the mysteries and meanings that are of greater use to our survival and to more than our survival, to lives that have some purpose and value that survive beyond us to make a civilization worth hav.. Rebecca Solnit
7d40395 Movies are made out of darkness as well as light; it is the surpassingly brief intervals of darkness between each luminous still image that make it possible to assemble the many images into one moving picture. Without that darkness, there would only be a blur. Which is to say that a full-length movie consists of half an hour or an hour of pure darkness that goes unseen. If you could add up all the darkness, you would find the audience in th.. Rebecca Solnit
6457d26 Having the right to show up and speak are basic to survival, to dignity, and to liberty. Rebecca Solnit
f287f6d That silence intimidates puzzles me. Silence is to me normal, comfortable." Later he added, "I will admit to feeling a little contempt for those who can't keep quiet." Michael Finkel
7d9add8 Sometimes friends do foolish things. My father told me that true friends are like gold coins. Ships are wrecked by storms and lie for hundreds of years on the ocean floor. Worms destroy the wood. Iron corrodes. Silver turns black but gold doesn't change in sea water. It loses none of its brilliance or colour. It comes up the same. It survives shipwrecks and time. Michael Robotham
010cda5 Fulfillment comes from striving to succeed, to survive by your own wits and strength. Such things make each of us who we are." Using the blanket, he rubbed his hair. "You lose that in captivity, lose yourself, and that loss saps your capacity for joy. I think comfort can be a curse, an addiction that without warning or notice erodes hope. You know what I mean?" He looked at each of them, but no one answered. "Live with it long enough and th.. Michael J. Sullivan
08f1bd3 Oh, it's nothing to be ashamed of. Slaying a villain in the service of your king is the stuff of legends and what heroes are made of." [Fanen told Myron] "It didn't feel very heroic. It made me sick. I don't even know why I... no, that's a lie. I really have to stop doing that." [Myron said] "Doing what?" "Lying. (...) It's evidence of self loathing. You see, when you are so ashamed of your actions, thoughts, or intentions, you lie to hide .. Michael J. Sullivan
ca1c1a6 Anger and hate can make you brave, make you strong, but they also make you stupid. Michael J. Sullivan
ccb1266 I'm Tekchin," he said, exchanging an empty gourd for a full one. "The handsomest and most skilled of the Galantians." This brought an immediate and loud moan from the other Fhrey. "That scar suggests otherwise," Moya replied. "On both counts." More laughter, louder this time. "Pretty and smart," Tekchin said to the others in Fhrey. Persephone was thankful Moya couldn't understand their language. A comment like that would have been tanta.. Michael J. Sullivan
5067b51 Hadrian leapt to his feet. Royce was already up. "Don't bother," Esrahaddon told them. "She's dead, and there's nothing you can do. The monster cannot be harmed by your weapons. It--" The two were out the door." Michael J. Sullivan
291eaf5 I just never noticed how little of me existed before. I was a shadow without a person. loneliness love Michael J. Sullivan
069f8c5 Life is only precious if you wish it to be.' I look at it like the last bite of a wonderful meal--do you enjoy it, or does the knowledge that there is no more to follow make it so bitter that you would ruin the experience? Michael J. Sullivan
3491e3f Remember, it's easier to believe an outlandish lie confirming what you suspect than the most obvious truth that denies it, Michael J. Sullivan
b1ea8c0 Mental illness seems to be a communication problem between interpreters one and two. Susanna Kaysen
da84810 Behavior shapes emotions. A.J. Jacobs
e4972ed Sometimes miracles occur only when you jump in. A.J. Jacobs
68ef99a Once upon a time...There's a reason all fairy tales begin like this. But the 'and they lived happily ever after' at the end? That has to be earned. Cornelia Funke
c6bc45b Her skin smelled of autumn and the wind. Don't Jacob... But it was too late. Clara didn't flinch as he pulled her close. He grabbed her hair, kissed her mouth, and he felt her heart beating as fast as his own. ...Let her go, Jacob. But he kissed her again, and it was his name she whispered, not Will's. Cornelia Funke
391915f Every book should begin with attractive endpapers,' he had once told Meggie. 'Preferably in a dark color: dark red or dark blue depending on the binding. When you open the book it's like going to the theater. First you see the curtain. Then it's pulled aside and the show begins. Cornelia Funke
9aebd4a If you look up a word in the dictionary, you find it defined by a string of other words, the meanings of which can be discovered by looking them up in a dictionary, leading to more words that can be looked up in turn. There is no exit from the dictionary. Louis Menand
b686fc8 The trains [in a country] contain the essential paraphernalia of the culture: Thai trains have the shower jar with the glazed dragon on its side, Ceylonese ones the car reserved for Buddhist monks, Indian ones a vegetarian kitchen and six classes, Iranian ones prayer mats, Malaysian ones a noodle stall, Vietnamese ones bulletproof glass on the locomotive, and on every carriage of a Russian train there is a samovar. The railway bazaar with i.. Paul Theroux
1053f08 You think of travellers as bold, but our guilty secret is that travel is one of the laziest ways on earth of passing the time. travel traveller Paul Theroux
327da33 There's always a way if you're not in a hurry. travel Paul Theroux
d373f26 Your supposed to drink wine, my friend, not breathe it. Trudi Canavan
f7e5869 The last young lady I met stabbed me. You know I'm cursed when it comes to women. Trudi Canavan
1d0df8b Ruby?" His hair was pale silver in this light, curled and tangled in its usual way. I couldn't hide from him. I had never been able to. "Mike came and got me," he said, taking a careful step toward me. His hands were out in front of him, as if trying to coax a wild animal into letting him approach. "What are you doing out here? What's going on?" "Please just go," I begged. "I need to be alone." He kept coming straight at me. "Please," I sho.. Alexandra Bracken
bd1e986 It felt good, the whole family together on a sunny morning in a wholesome environment. If it hadn't been for the warshiping God part, he would have happily attended church on a regular basis. Tom Perrotta
0ec1887 Death is not an easy thing for anyone to understand, least of all a child, but every life shall one day end. But as long as we are alive, as long as we are together, as long as two of us are left, and remember him, nothing in the world can take him from us. His body can be taken, but not him. William Saroyan
0e00202 All of the sudden," he said, "I feel different-- not like I ever felt before. Even when Papa died I didn't feel this way. In two days everything is changed. I'm lonely and I don't now what I'm lonely for" William Saroyan
7403cd7 I never knew teachers are human beings like everybody else-- and better too! William Saroyan
665baf9 All great art has madness, and quite a lot of bad art has it, too. madness William Saroyan
c9fe510 In the end, today is forever, yesterday is still today, and tomorrow is already today. William Saroyan
83dd1c4 I had traveled eight thousand miles around the American continent and I was back on Times Square; and right in the middle of a rush hour, too, seeing with my innocent road-eyes the absolute madness and fantastic hoorair of New York with its millions and millions hustling forever for a buck among themselves, the mad dream-grabbing, taking, giving, sighing, dying, just so they could be buried in those awful cemetery cities beyond Long Island .. Jack Kerouac