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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 05aa617 | So Geographers in Afric-maps With Savage-Pictures fill their Gaps; | Jonathan Swift | ||
| 7149cd7 | When parties in a state are violent, he offered a wonderful contrivance to reconcile them. The method is this: You take a hundred leaders of each party; you dispose them into couples of such whose heads are nearest of a size; then let two nice operators saw off the occiput of each couple at the same time, in such a manner that the brain may be equally divided. Let the occiputs, thus cut off, be interchanged, applying each to the head of his.. | Jonathan Swift | ||
| dd7876e | I enjoyed perfect health of body, and tranquillity of mind; I did not feel the treachery or inconstancy of a friend, nor the injuries of a secret or open enemy. I had no occasion of bribing, flattering, or pimping, to procure the favour of any great man, or of his minion; I wanted no fence against fraud or oppression: here was neither physician to destroy my body, nor lawyer to ruin my fortune; no informer to watch my words and actions, or.. | Jonathan Swift | ||
| 8bbd8b0 | He was perfectly astonished with the historical account gave him of our affairs during the last century; protesting "it was only a heap of conspiracies, rebellions, murders, massacres, revolutions, banishments, the very worst effects that avarice, faction, hypocrisy, perfidiousness, cruelty, rage, madness, hatred, envy, lust, malice, and ambition, could produce." His majesty, in another audience, was at the pains to recapitulate the sum of .. | human-nature | Jonathan Swift | |
| 54ba0e9 | Jonathan Swift: 'We have enough religion to make us hate, but not enough to make us love one another. | Taslima Nasrin | ||
| 1086be7 | Opium is not so stupefying to many persons as an afternoon sermon. | Jonathan Swift | ||
| 0cfa18b | One acts, and thus finds out what one has decided to do. | Kim Stanley Robinson | ||
| 708d972 | The only part of an argument that really matters is what we think of the people arguing. X claims a, Y claims b. They make arguments to support their claims with any number of points. But when their listeners remember the discussion, what matters is simply that X believes a and Y believes b. People then form their judgment on what they think of X and Y. | Kim Stanley Robinson | ||
| 9383ba1 | It's the love of right lures men to wrong. | Kim Stanley Robinson | ||
| 118a66f | You can only kill disappointment with a new try. | inspirational perseverance | Kim Stanley Robinson | |
| 4805574 | Make up a recipe for a successful revolution." "Take large masses of injustice, resentment and frustration. Put them in a week or failing hegemon. Sir in misery for a generation or two, until the heat rises. Throw in destabilizing circumstances to taste. A tiny pinch of event to catalyze the whole. Once the main goal of the revolution is achieved, cool instantly to institutionalize the new order." | Kim Stanley Robinson | ||
| d4bbeb7 | health, social life, job, house, partners, finances; leisure use, leisure amount; working time, education, income, children; food, water, shelter, clothing, sex, health care; mobility; physical safety, social safety, job security, savings account, insurance, disability protection, family leave, vacation; place tenure, a commons; access to wilderness, mountains, ocean; peace, political stability, political input, political satisfaction; air,.. | necessities simplicity the-good-life | Kim Stanley Robinson | |
| fdbf88d | The snowfall obliterated the borders between the fields and made Kabuo Miyamoto's long-cherished seven acres indistinguishable from the land that surrounded them. All human claims to the landscape were superseded, made null and void by the snow. The world was one world, and the notion that a man might kill another over some small patch of it did not make sense. | David Guterson | ||
| fa7afeb | It's so hard to balance in our minds the knowledge that 'the world' is mundanely 'a planet.' The former is so holy; the latter merely a science project. | planet science world | Douglas Coupland | |
| eb38304 | The world is a glorious place, and filled with so many unexpected moments that I'd get lumps in my throat, as though I were watching a bride walk down the aisle - moments as eternal and full of love as the lifting of veils, the saying of vows and the moment of the first wedded kiss. | life love wedding | Douglas Coupland | |
| 64bcd80 | Anti-sabbatical: A job taken with the sole intention of staying only for a limited period of time (often one year). The intention is usually to raise enough funds to partake in another, more personally meaningful activity such as watercolor sketching in Crete or designing computer knit sweaters in Hong Kong. Employers are rarely informed of intentions | Douglas Coupland | ||
| d21bcd1 | To emphasize the heroism of Columbus and his successors as navigators and discoverers, and to deemphasize their genocide, is not a technical necessity but an ideological choice. It serves--unwittingly--to justify what was done. My point is not that we must, in telling history, accuse, judge, condemn Columbus in absentia. It is too late for that; it would be a useless scholarly exercise in morality. But the easy acceptance of atrocities as a.. | Howard Zinn | ||
| 08ba670 | When economic interest is seen behind the political clauses of the Constitution, then the document becomes not simply the work of wise men trying to establish a decent and orderly society, but the work of certain groups trying to maintain their privileges, while giving just enough rights and liberties to enough of the people to ensure popular support. | Howard Zinn | ||
| 4cc6ee2 | You can leave if you're just going to insult me." "But I'm so good at it." He flashed one of his grins." | feyre rhysand | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 2b732ce | Manon smirked at Lorcan. "Your claim on her, male, is at the very bottom of the list." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| c86919a | Going somewhere?" Tamlin asked. His voice was not entirely of this world. I suppressed a shudder. "Midnight snack," I said, and I was keenly aware of every movement, every breath I took as I neared him. His bare chest was painted with whorls of dark blue woad, and from the smudges in the paint, I knew exactly where he'd been touched. I tried not to notice that they descended past his muscled midriff. I was about to pass him when he grabbed .. | bite feyre high-lord intimate moaning pick scent tamlin wild | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 7f9a329 | The Wing Leader said from behind her, "Do you believe monsters are born, or made?" From what she'd seen today, she would say some creatures were very much born evil. But what Manon was asking ... "I'm not the one who needs to answer that question," Elide said." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 285f52c | She never had many friends, and the ones she had often disappointed her. Sometimes with devastating consequences, as she'd learned that summer with the Silent Assassins of the Red Desert. After that, she'd sworn never to trust girls again, especially girls with agendas and power of their own. Girls who would do anything to get what they wanted. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 9e39707 | He didn't smile. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| b4a9acb | Shall I gag you, or are you capable of being silent without my assistance? | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 5044adc | A man used to being obeyed, yes, but a man also inclined to care for others. Look after them. Driven to do it by a compulsion he couldn't leash, couldn't train out of him. Couldn't have broken out of him. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| ad75923 | He took a step back, his wings beating the air like mighty drums. "As long as the people who matter most know the truth, I don't care about the rest. Get some sleep." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 4e2eeeb | Wincing, Celaena slumped next to Rowan on the bench, and swore viciously at the pain in her leg, her face, her arms. Swore at the pain in the ass sitting right next to her. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 12b743a | The room behind me was dark. "Thief," intoned a lovely voice in the blackness. "You do know," Ianthe tittered from outside the cottage, her steps slowing into a walk, "that we'll have to kill whoever is inside there with you. Selfish of you, Feyre." I panted, holding the door open, making sure they couldn't see me on the other side. "You have seen my twin," the Weaver hissed softly- with a hint of wonder. "I smell him on you." Outside, Iant.. | weaver | Sarah J. Maas | |
| f7665f7 | And when that night-kissed wind winnowed us away, away into war, away into untold danger ... I prayed that my promise held true. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| bc3ba41 | You light up the darkness. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| b5760e2 | His kissing was slower this time--gentler. The fingertips of his other hand slipped beneath the waist of my undergarment, and I sucked in a breath. He hesitated at the sound, pulling back slightly. But I bit his lip in a silent command that had him growling into my mouth. With one long claw, he shredded through silk and lace, and my undergarment fell away in pieces. The claw retracted, and his kiss deepened as his fingers slid between my le.. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| e3fa947 | Before, she would have trailed [him] to seek out the answers. But that was before. Now ... now, she didn't particularly care. It was hard to care... Incredibly hard to care, when you didn't have anyone left to care about. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| a1dd4f3 | Because for Terrasen, for Erilea, Elena would walk into the eternal darkness lurking across the valley to buy them all a chance. Elena sent up a final prayer on a pillar of smoke rising from the valley floor that the unborn, faraway scions of this night, heirs to a burden that would doom or save Erilea, would forgive her for what she was about to do. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| a5c0992 | Gods or fate or just pure coincidence and kindness, it was a gift. This was a gift. The world was wide-open--wide-open and hers for the taking, if she dared. She could go to Antica, attend the Torre Cesme, go anywhere she wished. If she dared. Yrene smiled. An hour later, no one stopped Yrene Towers as she walked out of the White Pig and never looked back. | yrene-towers | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 4c06a0d | Kaltain Rompier unleashed her shadowfire upon them all. This was not the ghost of shadowfire they had made her kill with--the reason why they had first approached her, lied to her when they invited her to that glass castle--but the real thing. The fire she had harbored since magic had returned--golden flame turned to black The room became cinders. | kaltain-rompier | Sarah J. Maas | |
| f6a6797 | Sam probably folded his undergarments. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 6cc5886 | His lips crushed into hers and and he said dropping words more precious than rubies and emeralds and sapphires into her heart, her soul, 'I love you. There is no limit to what I can give you, no time I need. Even when this world is forgotten whisper of dust between the stars, I will love you. | empire-of-storms rowan-whitethorn | Sarah J. Maas | |
| a47aa89 | We both knew "fine" was a lie." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| defd002 | If you don't stop feeling and start instructing, I'm going to rip out your eyes and replace them with these billiard balls. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 5e23957 | One arrow, that had been her promise. But she'd also promised Ansel that she had twenty minutes to get out of range. Celaena had fired after twenty-one. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| e7baf79 | His throat bobbed. "I missed you. Every second, every breath. Not just this," he said, shifting his hips for emphasis and dragging a groan from deep in my throat, "but... talking to you. Laughing with you. I missed having you in my bed, but missed having you as my friend even more." "Never again," I promised him, and whispered it over and over as the sunlight drifted across the floor." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| be8e1c2 | Why did you do it?" Arobynn's attention drifted back to the wagon, already a small dot in the roiling foothills above Rifthold. "Because I don't like sharing my belongings." | rourke-farran | Sarah J. Maas | |
| aeb9988 | She had never contemplated what it would be like--to yield control. And not have it be a weakness, but a freedom. | crown-of-midnight empire-of-storms heir-of-fire queen-of-shadows sarah-j-maas throne-of-glass throne-of-glass-series | Sarah J. Maas |