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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 3d558de | The plane had lost power in all three engines, dropped from thirty-four thousand feet to twelve thousand feet. Something like four miles. When the steep glide began, people rose, fell, collided, swam in their seats. Then the serious screaming and moaning began. Almost immediately a voice from the flight deck was heard on the intercom: "We're falling out of the sky! We're going down! We're a silver gleaming death machine!" This outburst stru.. | death authority | Don DeLillo | |
| 42fc785 | There are no amateurs in the world of children. | Don DeLillo | ||
| a01ddc0 | If you don't have the grace and wit to die early, you are forced to vanish, to hide as if in shame and apology. | Don DeLillo | ||
| 5658266 | Love, it seems to me, is that condition in which one is most contentedly oneself. If this sounds paradoxical, remember Rilke's admonition: love consists in leaving the loved one space to be themselves while providing the security within which the self may flourish. As a child, I always felt uneasy and a little constrained around people, my family in particular. Solitude was bliss, but not easily obtained. Being always felt stressful- wherev.. | Tony Judt | ||
| 7d06619 | If we remain grotesquely unequal, we shall lose all sense of fraternity: and fraternity, for all its fatuity as a political objective, turns out to be the necessary condition of politics itself. | Tony Judt | ||
| 7093189 | Is there anything more worthy of our tongues and mouths than to speak of the things of God and Heaven?" "I'm" | John Bunyan | ||
| 64cb995 | Complaints about reality are immature. | Timothy Findley | ||
| 855fe69 | You will live when you live. No one else can ever live your life and no one else will ever know what you know... | Timothy Findley | ||
| d980074 | Rodwell wandered into No Man's Land and put a bullet through his ears. On Sunday, Robert sat on his bed in the old hotel at Bailleul and read what Rodwell had written. To my daughter, Laurine; Love your mother. Make your prayers against despair. I am alive in everything I touch. Touch these pages and you have me in your fingertips. We survive in one another. Everything lives forever. Believe it. Nothing dies. I am your father always. | Timothy Findley | ||
| 319ea5e | We are all refugees from our childhoods. And so, we turn, among other things, to stories. | Mohsin Hamid | ||
| 60470d1 | with cities as with life, for one moment we are pottering about our errands as usual and the next we are dying, and our eternally impending ending does not put a stop to our transient beginnings and middles until the instant when it does. | impending-ending life-can-change-in-an-instant | Mohsin Hamid | |
| be31b2d | For there was a moment when anything was possible. And there will be a moment when nothing is possible. But in between we can create. | Mohsin Hamid | ||
| 331d269 | The gun of the father is always the undoing of the son. | Mohsin Hamid | ||
| 6b48fca | I did not grow up in poverty. But I did grow up with a poor boy's sense of longing, in my case not for what my family had never had, but for what we had had and lost. | poverty wealth | Mohsin Hamid | |
| 14157ce | Rompe las cadenas de tu pensamiento, y romperas tambien las cadenas de tu cuerpo | freedom life inspirational | Richard Bach | |
| 4958c06 | Don't believe what your eyes are telling you. All they show is limitation. Look with your understanding, find out what you already know, and you'll see the way to fly. | Richard Bach | ||
| d8c008e | You are life, inventing form. No more can you die on sword or years than you can die on doorways through which you walk, one room into another. Every room gives its word for you to speak, every passage its song for you to sing. | Richard Bach | ||
| e34ab74 | Why is it," Jonathan puzzled, "that the hardest thing in the world is to convince a bird that he is free, and that he can prove it for himself if he'd just spend a little time practicing? Why should that be so hard?" | Richard Bach | ||
| 5699ab5 | You find what you love and you learn everything about it. You bet your life on what you know and run from safety, off your mountain into the air, trusting the Principle of Flight to bring you soaring up on lift you cannot see with your eyes. | Richard Bach | ||
| d9455fd | We are game-playing, fun-having creatures, we are the otters of the universe. | spirituality life | Richard Bach | |
| 1585366 | Responsible is Able to Respond, able to answer for the way we choose to live. There's only one person we have to answer to, of course, and that is...? ...ourselves. | Richard Bach | ||
| 1951a81 | So that's the way you scientific detectives work. My god! for a fat, middle-aged, hard-boiled, pig-headed guy, you've got the vaguest way of doing things I ever heard of. | noir | Dashiell Hammett | |
| ecc048c | She stared at him dully and said: "I don't like crooks, and even if I did, I wouldn't like crooks that are stool-pigeons, and if I liked crooks that are stool-pigeons, I still wouldn't like you." She turned to the outer door." | men women crooks dames dashiell-hammet the-thin-man | Dashiell Hammett | |
| c654490 | A mystery of the universe is how it has managed to survive with so much volunteer help. | universe volunteer survive | Norman Maclean | |
| 8b1d715 | If he comes back," she nodded. I thought I saw tears in her eyes but I was mistaken. In all my life, I was never to see her cry. And also he was never to come back. Without interrupting each other, we both said at the same time, "Let's never get out of touch with each other." And we never have, although her death has come between us." | Norman Maclean | ||
| b5cb958 | Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs. I am haunted by waters. | Norman Maclean | ||
| 31ebb30 | I told you, we haven't had sex! It was just a kiss." Like the Viper was just a car, and Mount Everest was just a hill." | Linda Howard | ||
| 3954e60 | He supposed he knew, rationally, that she wasn't the prettiest woman in the world, but if his eyes saw any imperfections, his heart didn't care. | Linda Howard | ||
| 3141164 | God, I love you," he said, and laid his head on her belly, his arms locked around her hips. Madelyn slid her fingers into his hair. "It took you long enough," she said gently. "What I lack in quickness, I make up in staying power." "Meaning?" | Linda Howard | ||
| 6e39cee | But love doesn't always generate hope. Anyone who has ever experienced love knows that you can have too much love or too little. You can have love that parches, love that defeats. You can have love measured out in the wrong proportions. It's like your sunlight and water--the wrong kind of love is just as likely to stifle hope as it is to nourish it. | love | Kevin Brockmeier | |
| c1d8a29 | Who was it who said that every virtue contains its corresponding vice? C.S. Lewis? Virginia Woolf? You forget. But it has always worried you that what the virtue of wit contained was the vice of scorn. | Kevin Brockmeier | ||
| 0f6702e | The past is another country, but the Seventies is another planet. | Mark Steyn | ||
| 16f48a1 | We can't find the cat, We don't know where she's at, Oh, where did she go? Does anyone know? Let's ask this walking hat. | poem | Shel Silverstein | |
| 26a8da7 | Why is it suddenly uncool to spell? That's all I want to know. | queen-betsy | MaryJanice Davidson | |
| ce054b2 | Touch my things again, whether I'm dead or not, and I'll kick your ass up into your shoulder blades. | MaryJanice Davidson | ||
| 3e1ed88 | I've always assumed he'd be around to be, you know, yelled at and taken for granted. And of course I was wrong. Nobody's going to put up with that forever. | MaryJanice Davidson | ||
| b41d274 | For so long, I've only had one-sided feelings for other people. I've completely forgotten how good it feels to be loved. | Hinako Takanaga | ||
| b16ca4f | He grinned. "That's because pixies are ever-after. We're magic, baby. Just ask Matalina." | Kim Harrison | ||
| 2a25a5f | They weren't idiots, but I attracted trouble that just begged me to beat it into submission. | Kim Harrison | ||
| 780e33f | Piscary killed people, but he didn't have the concept of pity or remorse. It would be like telling a shark he was a bad fish and to stop eating people. But Trent? He knew he was doing wrong, and he did it anyway. | Kim Harrison | ||
| 3f08566 | Kisten, please don't leave me," I begged, and his eyes opened. "I'm cold," he said, fear rising in his blue eyes. I held him tighter. "I'm holding you. It's going to be okay." | white-witch | Kim Harrison | |
| 92b511f | I'm going back!" I shouted, standing to put some distance between us in case I was yanking her chain too hard and she came after me. "I'll show him," I said, waving an arm. "I'll sneak in. I'll steal his freaking glasses and mail them back to him in a freaking birthday card!" -- | Kim Harrison | ||
| 9c8464a | I'd given up on the white picket fence after Kisten had died--finding out my kids would be demons was the nail in the coffin. | Kim Harrison | ||
| 22e8f06 | Though no one had been buried here for almost thirty years, the grass was mown by yours truly. I felt a tidy graveyard made a happy graveyard. | Kim Harrison |