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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| d4f42e4 | Her father always said that the price for hearing gossip was having someone else gossip about you. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 7a07ca6 | People don't fix each other, Joseph. And they never become anything but what they've always been. | Dennis Lehane | ||
| cb9c46e | Socrates, in Plato, formulates ideas of order: the Iliad, like Shakespeare, knows that a violent disorder is a great order. | Harold Bloom | ||
| a86427c | The creator of Sir John Falstaff, of Hamlet, and of Rosalind also makes me wish I could be more myself. But that, as I argue throughout this book, is why we should read, and why we should read only the best of what has been written. | reading western-canon | Harold Bloom | |
| ab26b28 | Love is a word that has as many definitions as there are people to define it. Try this one on for size. The ability and willingness to allow those that you care for to be what they choose for themselves, without any insistence that they satisfy you. | Wayne W. Dyer | ||
| b3707ab | Nuts don't come in bunches. Only grapes do. | John Sandford | ||
| 336e3db | They were shot with a shotgun and put in garbage bags and thrown under a bridge," Shrake said. "If it wasn't murder, it was a really weird accident." | murder sarcasm shotgun | John Sandford | |
| 61462f8 | happiness is realized only in the face of unhappiness | Jean Sasson | ||
| 8914d5b | I didn't want to forget him. Maybe I didn't want him to forget me. | friend | Mitch Albom | |
| 42aaccf | He was near tears, 'Who do I blame?' he kept asking me. 'There is no God.I can only blame myself.'" The Reb's face tightened, as if in pain. "That," he said, softly, "is a terrible self-indictment." | Mitch Albom | ||
| 9899a85 | Perdonare "Forgive Yourself)" | Mitch Albom | ||
| e1b144c | When he went blundering back to God, His songs half written, his work half done, Who knows what paths his bruised feet trod, What hills of peace or pain he won? I hope God smiled and took his hand, And said, "Poor truant, passionate fool! Life's book is hard to understand: Why couldst thou not remain at school?" A poem by Charles Hanson Towne" | Mitch Albom | ||
| 407c545 | I believe in being fully present." "That means you should be with the person you're with." ... "I am talking to you. I am thinking about you." | Mitch Albom | ||
| 20c7224 | Lines formed at Ruby Pier- just as a line formed someplace else; five people, waiting, in five chosen memories, for a little girl named Amy or Annie to grow and to love and to age and to die, and to finally have her questions answered- why she lived and what she lived for. And in that line now was a whiskered old man, with a linen cap and a crooked nose, who waited in a place called the Stardust Band Shell to share his part of the secret of.. | Mitch Albom | ||
| 4914247 | What would you give to remember everything? I have this power. I absorb your memories; when you hear me, you relive them. A first dance. A wedding. The song that played when you got the big news. No other talent gives your | Mitch Albom | ||
| 6d5f4f2 | People say they find love, as if it were an object hidden under a rock. But love takes many forms, and it is never the same for any man and woman. What people find then is a certain love. | love | Mitch Albom | |
| 61f32e1 | It's not just other people we need to forgive, Mitch. " He finally whispered, "We also need to forgive ourselves." | forgiveness | Mitch Albom | |
| 9b2e605 | As my visits with Morrie go on, I begin to read about death, how different cultures view the final passage. There is a tribe in the North American Arctic, for example, who believe that all things on earth have a soul that exists in a miniature form of the body that hold it -so that a deer has a tiny deer inside it, and a man has a tiny man inside him. When the large being dies, that tiny form lives on. It can slide into something being born.. | death inspirational | Mitch Albom | |
| d854a6b | I have come to teach you that there are no random acts. That we are all connected. That you can no more separate one life from another than you can separate a breeze from the wind. ... Did you ever wonder? Why people gather when others die? Why people feel that they ? It is because the human spirit knows, deep down, that all lives intersect. That death doesn't just take someone, it misses someone else, and in the small distance between tak.. | Mitch Albom | ||
| 865833d | We all know how to be a child. It's inside all of us. For me, it's just remembering how to enjoy it. | Mitch Albom | ||
| 1642241 | Ah, y le sugiero que para la proxima vez que se enamore, !no sea tan cobarde! | Laura Esquivel | ||
| 2b1f49d | los olores tienen la caracteristica de reproducir tiempos pasados junto con sonidos y olores nunca igualados en el presente. | Laura Esquivel | ||
| 387c539 | el secreto de la existencia humana no consiste solo en poseer la vida, sino tambien en tener un motivo para vivir. El hombre que no tenga una idea clara de la finalidad de la vida, preferira renunciar a ella aunque este rodeado de montones de pan y se destruira a si mismo antes que permanecer en este mundo. | Laura Esquivel | ||
| d584b4c | These days her entire life was about making people believe she was someone she wasn't anymore. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 048b0a5 | Are you scared of going in to see the raghnaid [the council]?" asked a gray female pup. "Are you cag mag [crazy]? If a bear was his Milk Giver, you think he's scared of the raghnaid?" | funny motherhood wolves | Kathryn Lasky | |
| 926e517 | To find one's special quality One must lead a life of deep humility. To serve in this way Never question but obey Is the blessing of St Aggie's charity. - The owls of St. Aegolius | Kathryn Lasky | ||
| d4f3a46 | And if you can't imagine, nothing will ever happen. | Kathryn Lasky | ||
| 6ca673d | Far away if first black, But it shall be back Over field Over flower In the twilight hour. We are home in our tree. We are owls, we are free. As we go, this we know Glaux is nigh. | Kathryn Lasky | ||
| a23d26b | The danger, of course, is that we spend time imagining that we would be happier elsewhere, and forget to cultivate happiness where fate has placed us. | Alexander McCall Smith | ||
| 2bf82ed | We can't afford to be without God," Feliks continued. "Even if he doesn't exist, we have to hold on to him. Because if we don't, then how are we to convince ourselves that we have to go on with this fight? If you take God out of it, then right and justice become small, human things. And weak things, too." | Alexander McCall Smith | ||
| b091d58 | We can be confident in our dealings with the world when what the world sees is the outer person, with all the outer person's defences: the intimacy of a love affair is a different matter altogether. And who might not feel just the slightest bit insecure under the gaze of a lover--a gaze which falls on birthmarks, on blemishes physical and psychological, on our imperfections and impatience, on our human vulnerability? | Alexander McCall Smith | ||
| 285376b | We were the Bechuanaland Protectorate then, and the British ran our country, to protect us from the Boers (or that is what they said). There was a Commissioner down in Mafikeng, over the border into South Africa, and he would come up the road and speak to the chiefs. He would say: "You do this thing; you do that thing." And the chiefs all obeyed him because they knew that if they did not he would have them deposed. But some of them were cle.. | Alexander McCall Smith | ||
| 08c365f | this woman, moved by some private sorrow as much as the words being spoken, cried almost silently, unobserved by others, apart from Mma Ramotswe, who stretched out her hand and laid it on her shoulder. , she began to whisper, but changed her words even as she uttered them, and said quietly, . We should not tell people not to weep - we do it because of our sympathy for them - but we should really tell them that their tears are justified an.. | sorrow | Alexander McCall Smith | |
| 4ca4adb | International business, once allowed to stalk uncontrolled, killed the local, the small, the quirky. | economics quality | Alexander McCall Smith | |
| 703c6ca | If you take God out of it, then right and justice become small, human things. And weak things too. | Alexander McCall Smith | ||
| 1f6c9a4 | It was a pointed sigh, as sighs sometimes are, not one cast into the air to evaporate, but one calculated to descend, precisely and with great effect, on a target. | Alexander McCall Smith | ||
| bf44ae9 | There was far too much interest in the past, she thought. People were forever digging up events that had taken place a long time ago. And what was the point in doing this if the effect was merely to poison the present? | Alexander McCall Smith | ||
| 65e0bed | We like to think that we plan what happens to us, but it is chance, surely, that lies behind so many of the great events of our lives -- the meeting with the person with whom we are destined to spend the rest of our days, the receiving of a piece of advice whic influences our choice of career, the spotting of a particular house for sale; all of these may be put down to pur chance, and yet they govern how our lives work out and how happy--or.. | Alexander McCall Smith | ||
| 504e2a8 | There was so much suffering in Africa that it was tempting just to shrug your shoulders and walk away. But you can't do that, she thought. You just can't. | Alexander McCall Smith | ||
| 9ce6dc1 | Everybody knows, she thought, that we have a skeleton underneath our skin; there's no reason to show it | Alexander McCall Smith | ||
| d2803ee | After all, spinning is its own reward. There wouldn't be carousels if it weren't so. | Adam Gopnik | ||
| eeb9b47 | Fake realities will create fake humans. Or, fake humans will generate fake | Philip K. Dick | ||
| ec1dbc4 | Ruth said, "Love isn't just wanting another person the way you want to own an object you see in a store. That's just desire. You want to have it around, take it home and set it up somewhere in the apartment like a lamp. Love is"-she paused, reflecting-"like a father saving his children from a burning house, getting them out and denying himself. When you love you cease to live for yourself; you live for another person." | Philip K. Dick | ||
| 2ddab49 | The frogs hopping indoors agree that we are on a prison planet. They themselves are frog criminals that were convicted of doing frog crimes. | Philip K. Dick |