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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 9dbd6e1 | There's no monster...just a beautiful day. | Khaled Hosseini | ||
| 9376725 | For a time, I was quite literally at loss as to what to do with myself. For more than half a century I had looked after Suleiman.My daily existence had been shaped by his needs, his companionship. Now I was free to do as I wished, but I found the freedom illusory, for what I wished for the most had been taken from me. They say, find a purpose in your life and live it. But, sometimes, it is only after you have lived that you recognize your l.. | Khaled Hosseini | ||
| d140d08 | Now, no matter what the mullah teaches, there is only one sin, only one. And that is theft. Every other sin is a variation of theft. | Khaled Hosseini | ||
| 22fe062 | Every woman needed a husband. Even if he did silence the song in her. | Khaled Hosseini | ||
| d8bae57 | Maman had been a gifted writer. Pari has read every word Maman had written in French and every poem she had translated from Farsi as well. The power and beauty of her writing was undeniable. But if the account Maman had given of her life in the interview was a lie, then where did the images of her work come from? Where was the wellspring for words that were honest and lovely and brutal and sad? Was she merely a gifted trickster? A magician,.. | Khaled Hosseini | ||
| 46b4bbc | khlf kl mtHn wkl 'lm nlqh , fn llh Hkm@ fy dhlk | Khaled Hosseini | ||
| 8265e31 | Laziness in doing stupid things can be a great virtue | James Hilton | ||
| d6daffc | Miss Brinklow, however, was not yet to be sidetracked. "What do the lamas do?" she continued. "They devote themselves, madam, to contemplation and to the pursuit of wisdom." "But that isn't doing anything." "Then, madam, they do nothing." | James Hilton | ||
| 1eee24f | There's nothing so strong as rage, except what makes you hold it in--that's stronger. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 2b1da70 | You see, now that trials have come, they have shown that I am NOT a nice child. I was afraid they would. Perhaps... that is what they were sent for... I suppose there MIGHT be good in things, even if we don't see it. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| c8a7492 | People never like me and I never like people,' she thought. 'And I never can talk as the other children could. They were always talking and laughing and making noises. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 7ccc59f | Adversity tries people, and mine has tried you and proved how nice you are. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| f7dd06e | and her mother had been a great beauty who cared only to go to parties and amuse herself with gay parties. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| aedde2d | She had begun to wonder why she had never seemed to belong to anyone | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 3268931 | A society that puts equality--in the sense of equality of outcome--ahead of freedom will end up with neither equality nor freedom. The use of force to achieve equality will destroy freedom, and the force, introduced for good purposes, will end up in the hands of people who use it to promote their own interests.9 | Thomas Sowell | ||
| 1bb5ba7 | No one will really understand politics until they understand that politicians are not trying to solve our problems. They are trying to solve their own problems--of which getting elected and re-elected are number one and number two. Whatever is number three is far behind. | Thomas Sowell | ||
| 22e7bab | The New York Times' long-standing motto, "All the News That's Fit to Print" should be changed to reflect today's reality: "Manufacturing News to Fit an Ideology." | Thomas Sowell | ||
| f829dcf | Outside the arch, always there seemed another arch. And beyond the remotest echo, a silence. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 2d4329e | I will take you by a dear dirty back way, Miss Honeychurch, and if you bring me luck, we shall have an adventure. | E.M. Forster | ||
| c16bf53 | Do you remember Italy? | E.M. Forster | ||
| ca8aef4 | They travelled for thirteen hours down-hill, whilst the streams broadened and the mountains shrank, and the vegetation changed, and the people ceased being ugly and drinking beer, and began instead to drink wine and to be beautiful. | people italy wine | E.M. Forster | |
| ca14dd1 | There is no harm in deceiving society as long as she does not find you out, because it is only when she finds you out that you have harmed her; she is not like a friend or God, who are injured by the mere existence of unfaithfulness. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 4f7b7d9 | Society is invincible--to a certain degree. But your real life is your own, and nothing can touch it. There is no power on earth that can prevent your criticizing and despising mediocrity--nothing that can stop you retreating into splendour and beauty--into the thoughts and beliefs that make the real life--the real you. | integrity character life ideals society self mediocrity values | E M Forster | |
| 2a617bf | Every man has somewhere about him some belief for which he'd die. Only isn't it improbable that your parents and guardians told it to you? If there is one won't it be part of your own flesh and spirit? | E.M. Forster | ||
| d36ece5 | Don't believe those lies about intellectual people. They're only written to soothe the majority. | humor intellectualism | E. M. Forster | |
| cee1f69 | The past is devoid of meaning like the present, and a refuge for cowards. | past maurice refuge cowardice longing | E.M. Forster | |
| fa3c44a | He would not deceive himself so much. He would not - and this was the test - pretend to care about women when the only sex that attracted him was his own. He loved men and always had loved them. He longed to embrace them and mingle his being with theirs. Now that the man who returned his love had been lost, he admitted this. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 71848c3 | I think - I think - I think how little they think what lies so near them. | E.M. Forster | ||
| cb6d84f | Freedom of expression truly exists only when a society's most repugnant nitwits are allowed to spew their nonsense in public. | Sarah Vowell | ||
| a0d62ff | The groundswell of outrage over the invasion of Iraq often cited the preemptive war as a betrayal of American ideals. The subtext of the dissent was: 'This is not who we are.' But not if you were standing where I was. It was hard to see the look in that palace tour guide's eyes when she talked about the American flag flying over the palace and not realize that ever since 1898, from time to time, this is exactly who we are. | history | Sarah Vowell | |
| 7ab439b | She is either male property (Mrs.), wannabe male property (Miss), or man-hating harpy (Ms.). | Sarah Vowell | ||
| b176c50 | Challenge isn't going to come from any curriculum, no matter how hard they make it. It's going to come from life. | Gordon Korman | ||
| 8b48f47 | Cesto sjedim sate i sate i gledam u hladne jesenje boje. Mir sudbine koja se vise ne da promijeniti ledi mi se na dusi i licu. Sve je u meni mrtvo; tako mi je dobro. Ne dopire do mene zvuk, umro mi je ocinji vid. Sve je ostalo za velikom kapijom koja se zatvorila muklo za mnom. Izgubio sam sve i nisam vise covjek nego nemirna besana misao koja je potonula i pricutala se na dubokom dnu, a nada mnom su kao neprozirne zelene mase voda, mir, d.. | Ivo Andrić | ||
| 576f297 | Dan je.... samo bijela hartija, na kojoj se sve biljezi i ispisuje.... a racun se placa nocu.. na velikim, mracnim poljima nesanice. Ali tu se sve rijesava i brise... konacno i nepovratno.. Svaka preboljena patnja, nestaje tu kao rijeka ponornica ili sagori bez traga i spomena... | life | Ivo Andrić | |
| 33777ac | Forgetfulness heals everything and song is the most beautiful manner of forgetting, for in song man feels only what he loves. So, in the kapia, between the skies, the river and the hills, generation after generation learnt not to mourn overmuch what the troubled waters had borne away. They entered there into the unconscious philosophy of the town; that life was an incomprehensible marvel, since it was incessantly wasted and spent, yet none .. | Ivo Andrić | ||
| 6720f8b | klm t`lmt 'kthr ktshft km hy m`rftk qlyl@. | Isabel Allende | ||
| bbfe200 | lrjl yf`l m ystTy`h, wlmr'@ tf`l m l ystTy`h lrjl | Isabel Allende | ||
| 8e26adb | Las fotografias enganan al tiempo, suspendiendolo en un trozo de carton donde el alma queda bocabajo, decia | Isabel Allende | ||
| 8e8d869 | El ardor de ese beso no los abandono en muchos dias y lleno de fantasmas delicados sus noches, dejando su recuerdo en la piel, como una quemadura. La alegria de ese encuentro los transportaba levitando por la calle, los impulsaba a reir sin causa aparente, los despertaba sobresaltados en la mitad de un sueno. Se tocaban los labios con las puntas de los dedos y evocaban exactamente la forma de la boca del otro. | Isabel Allende | ||
| 7ea3795 | At times I felt that the universe fabricated from the power of imagination had stronger and more lasting contours than the blurred realm of the flesh-and-blood creatures around me. | writing | Isabel Allende | |
| 7fc179c | Nu suntem batrani pentru ca am implinit saptezeci. Incepem sa imbatranim din clipa nasterii, ne schimbam zi dupa zi, viata e o curgere continua. Evoluam. Singura deosebire este ca acum suntem ceva mai aproape de moarte. Si ce e rau in asta? Dragostea si prietenia nu imbatranesc. | Isabel Allende | ||
| d7998b3 | But why give a man something it's so hard to earn? In that respect women are really thick. They're the daughters of rigidity. They need a man to feel secure but they don't realize that the one thing they should be afraid of is men. They don't know how to run their lives. They have to sacrifice themselves for the sake of someone else. Whores are the worst, patron, believe me. They throw their lives away working for some pimp, smile when he b.. | men women mentality rigidity pimps whores women-and-men | Isabel Allende | |
| 94170c1 | He had a principle: if you lend money and never see the person again, that's money well spent. | Isabel Allende | ||
| e12922e | Fanatics do not have faith - they have belief. With faith you let go. You trust. Whereas with belief you cling. | Yann Martel |