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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 11cbd48 | There was but one question he left unasked, and it vibrated between his lines: if gross miscalculations of a person's value could occur on a baseball field, before a live audience of thirty thousand, and a television audience of millions more, what did that say about the measurement of performance in other lines of work? If professional baseball players could be over- or under valued, who couldn't? | Michael Lewis | ||
| 392734d | You read a hundred military manuals you won't find the word kill they trick you into killing. | war | Anne Carson | |
| cda2f50 | Love and laughter and fucking make one's life better. Worship is just the passing of time. | James Frey | ||
| 76bef28 | A miracle is changing someone's life. Freeing them from whatever bonds them. Giving them the gift of being able to live the way they dream of living. | James Frey | ||
| db5729c | It's been great getting better with you. | James Frey | ||
| 270ebec | For the worst things of our lives, it is sometimes the best way, to never speak of them again. | James Frey | ||
| 973b358 | If you believe that humans are animals, there can be no such thing as the history of humanity, only the lives of particular humans. If we speak of the history of the species at all, it is only to signify the unknowable sum of these lives. As with other animals, some lives are happy, others wretched. None has a meaning that lies beyond itself. | man humanity life straw-dogs humans | John Gray | |
| a788c9a | always thought of myself as a loving person. But she was right. I had been a | John Gray | ||
| ce6ce84 | She loved him, more than she could ever find words for, but this love he felt for her was not quite the same. It wasn't so much stronger, as more demanding, more insistent. As though he feared he would lose that which he had finally won. | romance fear love demanding jondalar insistent | Jean M. Auel | |
| a49f0ea | Art was as much in the activity as in the results. Works of art were not just the finished product, but the thought, the action, the process that created them. | artistry process creativity | Jean M. Auel | |
| dd426f2 | The professional cannot take rejection personally because to do so reinforces Resistance. Editors are not the enemy; critics are not the enemy. Resistance is the enemy. The battle is inside our own heads. We cannot let external criticism, even if it's true, fortify our internal foe. That foe is strong enough already. | Steven Pressfield | ||
| 0b9e32e | In their minds it is the mark of an ill-prepared and amateur army to rely in the moments before battle on what they call pseudoandreia, false courage, meaning the artificially inflated martial frenzy produced by a general's eleventh-hour harangue or some peak of bronze-banging bravado built to by shouting, shield-pounding and the like[...] It made no difference. None was a match for the warriors of Lakedaemon, and all knew it. | warrior-ethos | Steven Pressfield | |
| 596b1a5 | My wish for you, Kallistos, is that you survive as many battles in the flesh as you have already fought in your imagination. Perhaps then you will acquire the humility of a man and bear yourself no longer as the demigod you presume yourself to be. | warrior-ethos warrior | Steven Pressfield | |
| ddba8fe | Turning pro is like kicking a drug habit or stopping drinking. It's a decision, a decision to which we must re-commit every day. | Steven Pressfield | ||
| 766f6df | In the hierarchy, the artist faces outward. Meeting someone new he asks himself, What can this person do for me? How can this person advance my standing? In the hierarchy, the artist looks up and looks down. The one place he can't look is that place he must: within. | Steven Pressfield | ||
| 9cbc4e8 | The drawing is also a reminder that there's an artist within each of us, and we must encourage that artist to do the work, to make something that matters, regardless of anything else that is going on. | Steven Pressfield | ||
| 8df0abf | Turn my back on the world..." the historian repeated softly and slowly, his head moving to face the mage. "Turn my back on the world!" Emotion rarely marred the surface of Astinus's cold voice, but now anger struck the placid calm of his soul like a rock hurled into still water. | raistlin-majere dragonlance | Margaret Weis Tracy Hickman | |
| 0e12445 | Why insult the door's purpose by locking it?" is a favorite kender expression." | Margaret Weis | ||
| 601af50 | its like you said? i lead my people-" forth!" zifnab carried on enthusiastically! " out of eygpt! out of bondage! across the desert! pillar of fire-" desert?" lenthan looked anxious again. "fire? i thought we were going to the stars!" sorry. wrong script" zifnab said" | stars lenthan zifnabv mistake | Margaret Weis | |
| e8e7c37 | This wasn't in the histories", Raistlin murmured to himself, staring down at the little wretched bodies, his brow furrowed. His eyes flashed. "Perhaps", he breathed, "this means time has already been altered?" For long moments he sat there, pondering. Then suddenly he understood. None saw Raistlin's face, hidden as it was by his hood, or they would have noted a swift, sudden spasm of sorrow and anger pass across it. "No," he said to himself.. | dragonlance-legends raistlin-majere | Margaret Weis & Tracy Hickman | |
| 9df2787 | I wanted to tell her that sometimes, in my long sleep, I dreamt of her | Margaret Weis | ||
| 8940e61 | there it was one of those moments that is the opposite of blindness. | Anne Carson | ||
| 4e02521 | Outside, the natural world was enjoying a moment of total strength. | Anne Carson | ||
| 2a73818 | She stumbled then and Geryon caught her other arm, it was like a handful of autumn. He felt huge and wrong. When is it polite to let go someone's arm after you grab it? | Anne Carson | ||
| 3648a84 | And still it was gone. Seeing it again could not be living it again. You can always rediscover an old path and wander over it, but the best yo an do then is say, 'Ah, yes, know this turning!' --or remind yourself that, while you remember that unforgettable valley, the valley no longer remembers you. | Beryl Markham | ||
| bbf10aa | nny 'nfr mn lns dwman, wnZr lyhm bshmy'zz 'yDan, wbSwr@ khS@ `ndm yjtm`wn `l~ shkl jmhwr, l 'Html lshwTy' fy lSyf 'bdan, knt 'myl l~ b`D lrjl wl~ ql@ mn lns, w'Hbhm Hban jman, wknt 'sh`r b`jb nHw lb`D (lst Hswd) wblt`Tf nHw lb`D lakhr, w'm l'Tfl fqd knt dwman 'sh`r b`Tf wHnw nHwhm (wbSwr@ khS@ `ndm 'Hwl jhd nsyn 'nhm - fy nhy@ l'mr- sySbHwn kbran klakhryn) wlkn lbshry@ bwjh `m knt tbdw ly bGyD@ dwman. wl yHrjny 'n '`ln 'n mjrd mlHZ@ b`D lsr.. | Ernesto Sabato | ||
| dee7299 | Aunque por otro lado pienso que no deberia verte nunca. Pero te vere porque te necesito. | Ernesto Sabato | ||
| f43f568 | Desi este ingrozitor cand intelegi, viata se scrie in ciorna, iar noua nu ne este dat sa-i corectam paginile. | Ernesto Sabato | ||
| bbefd81 | los pesimistas se reclutan entre los ex esperanzados, puesto que para tener una vision negra del mundo hay que haber creido antes en el y en sus posibilidades. Y todavia resulta mas curioso y paradojal que los pesimistas, una vez que resultaron desilusionados, no son constantes y sistematicamente desesperanzados, sino que, en cierto modo, parecen dispuestos a renovar su esperanza a cada instante aunque lo disimulen debajo de su negra envolt.. | Ernesto Sabato | ||
| 87b66b9 | LOS CRITICOS. Es una plaga que nunca pude entender. Si yo fuera un gran cirujano y un senor que jamas ha manejado un bisturi, ni es medico ni ha entablillado la pata de un gato, viniera a explicarme los errores de mi operacion, ?que se pensaria? Lo mismo pasa con la pintura. | Ernesto Sabato | ||
| 589ae84 | On a tiny planet that has been racing toward oblivion for millions of years, we are born amid sorrow; we grow, we struggle, we grow ill, we suffer, we make others suffer, we cry out, we die, others die, and new beings are born to begin the senseless comedy all over again. | Ernesto Sabato | ||
| 476cb79 | And that nice little balcony is yours? How cool it looks up there!" " | Edith Wharton | ||
| 5bf4585 | The plants that produce visions can function- for those of us who have inherited the New World Order of barren materialism, cut off from our spiritual heritage by a spiteful culture that gives us nothing but ashes- as the talismans of recognition that awaken our minds to reality. | Daniel Pinchbeck | ||
| 750235e | I've begun to wonder if perhaps these remarkable molecules might be wasted on the young, that they may have more to offer us later in life, after the cement of our mental habits and everyday behaviors has set. Carl Jung once wrote that it is not the young but people in middle age who need to have an "experience of the numinous" to help them negotiate the second half of their lives." | Michael Pollan | ||
| 824a569 | Kate had never been married, so she had no way of knowing if I was a normal husband. This has been good for our marriage. | Nelson DeMille | ||
| 2a50af1 | Most guys arrived here normal, and they were shocked and sickened by the behavior of the guys who'd been here a while. Then within a few weeks, they'd stop being shocked, and within a few months a lot of them joined the club of the crazies. And most of them, I think, went home and became normal again, though some didn't. But I never once saw anyone here who had gone around the bend ever return to normal while they were still here. It only g.. | Nelson DeMille | ||
| f861961 | The human race is doomed to sink back farther and farther into the primitive night ere again it begins its bloody climb upward to civilization. | Jack London | ||
| 24f6756 | There is such a thing as anesthesia of pain, engendered by pain too exquisite to be borne. | Jack London | ||
| 1b84760 | He was quick and alert in the things of life, but only in the things, and not in their significances. | Jack London | ||
| 00217b7 | But he knew life, its foulness as well as its fairness, its greatness in spite of the slime that infested it, and by God he was going to have his say on it to the world. Saints in heaven - how could they be anything but fair and pure? No praise to them. But saints in slime - ah, that was the everlasting wonder! That was what made life worth while. To see moral grandeur rising out of cesspools of iniquity; to rise himself and first glimpse b.. | Jack London | ||
| 4d59571 | Do you know the only value life has is what life puts upon itself? And it is of course over-estimated since it is of necessity prejudiced in its own favour. Take that man I had aloft. He held on as if he were a precious thing, a treasure beyond diamonds or rubies. To you? No. To me? Not at all. To himself? Yes. But I do not accept his estimate. He sadly overrates himself. There is plenty more life demanding to be born. Had he fallen and dri.. | religion philosophy | Jack London | |
| 65011ec | Class supremacy can rest only on class degradation | Jack London | ||
| dc879bf | But there were other forces at work in the cub, the greatest of which was growth. Instinct and law demanded of him obedience. But growth demanded disobedience...In the end, one day, fear and obedience were swept away by the rush of life, and the cub straddled and sprawled toward the entrance. | Jack London | ||
| a8acbc4 | He pleaded with his eyes to remain there. The driver was perplexed. His comrades talked of how a dog could break its heart through being denied the work that killed it, and recalled instances they had known, where dogs, too old for the toil, or injured, had died because they were cut out of the traces. Also, they held it a mercy, since Dave was to die anyway, that he should die in the traces, heart-easy and content. So he was harnessed in a.. | Jack London |