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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 348dc8c | No amount of observations of white swans can allow the inference that all swans are white, but the observation of a single black swan is sufficient to refute that conclusion. | Malcolm Gladwell | ||
| 5c32dad | the tallest oak in the forest is the tallest not just because it grew from the hardiest acorn; it is the tallest also because no other trees blocked its sunlight, the soil around it was deep and rich, no rabbit chewed through its bark as a sapling, and no lumberjack cut it down before it matured. | Malcolm Gladwell | ||
| f863245 | You master mathematics if you are willing to try. That's what Schoenfeld attempts to teach his students. | Malcolm Gladwell | ||
| 860ebcc | She thought about Penny's stories. There was one about a man who had three wishes and married a swan. If I had three wishes, know what wish for, thought Is. I'd wish for those two boys to be found, and for us all to be back on Blackheath Edge. She thought about Penny teaching her to read. "What's the point of reading?" Is had grumbled at first. "You can allus tell me stories, that's better than reading." "I'll not always be here," Penny.. | Joan Aiken | ||
| 956e9c2 | We'll abduct Garian. Or Jason." "And--?" "And dump them into the ocean. Nobody would ever pay a ransom for them." -- | Sherwood Smith | ||
| d1868e3 | Whatever was about, whoever I had seen, and heard rocking, and who had passed me by just now, whoever had opened the locked door was not 'real'. No. But what was 'real'? At that moment I began to doubt my own reality. | Susan Hill | ||
| 2926801 | Twenty years later, the boy who used to stick himself with pens was standing under the sky in a foreign street where he had never been, waiting for some unknown, impossible event. There were stars: an infinity of stars. It was absurd - absurd enough to make you scream; but it was a hostile absurdity. | Georges Bataille | ||
| 70d48d7 | She was so unsettled by love and the sense of her nakedness that her voice shrank in her throat. The periods of the song warbled through the room. Her whole body seemed ablaze . The drunken , singing head shook with some delirious impulse that seemed to be destroy ing her. What insanity! She was weeping, in her wild nakedness, as she approached my bed, which to me was a death bed. She fell on her knees, she fell down in front of me and hid .. | Georges Bataille | ||
| c531420 | The picture we present to ourselves of who we think we ought to be obscures who we really are. | Mark Epstein | ||
| 1f6e54b | To free desire from the tendency to cling, we have to be willing to stumble over ourselves. | Mark Epstein | ||
| b908b36 | As long as Mumma was alive, she knew that some small part of herself had remained a child, cherished and adored. Perhaps you never completely grew up until your mother died. | Rosamunde Pilcher | ||
| d4e3e14 | She yawned and stretched, and settled back again on her pillows and thought how perfect it would be if sleep could not only restore one but iron out all anxieties in the same process, so that one could wake with a totally clear and untroubled mind, as smooth and empty as a beach, washed and ironed by the outgoing tide. | Rosamunde Pilcher | ||
| 31dc41a | Not his real name, darling, but my own name for him. I never thought it could be like this. I never thought one could be so close, and yet so different to a single human being. He is everything I've never been, and yet I love him more than any person or anything I've ever known. | Rosamunde Pilcher | ||
| 4e3c7ba | the most delightful and choicest pleasure is that which is hinted at, but never told. | chrétien-de-troyes lancelot | Chrétien de Troyes | |
| d5a224f | God, listen to him. Fucking pathetic, going on about the girl like he was Keats or something. | Shayla Black | ||
| fb74de7 | What I want, isn't what I need... | luc-traverson | Shayla Black | |
| 7c34d83 | Sweetheart, all men are animals. Feed us, pet us, and use a firm hand, and we'll worship at your feet. | Lora Leigh | ||
| 803df87 | He does kiss like a pirate though, I was able to re-affirm that. | kiss logan pirate skye-o-brien | Lora Leigh | |
| 8bb53a8 | I've never walked the same path other people found comfortable and I'm not going to start now. | Lora Leigh | ||
| 8d88d84 | Our actions are a direct result of our thoughts. If we have a negative mind, we will have a negative life. | Joyce Meyer | ||
| b50685d | The mind is the leader or forerunner of all actions. | Joyce Meyer | ||
| 06348b6 | We can get excited by thinking about what all we have or can have, OR we can get discouraged by thinking about what all we don't have. | Joyce Meyer | ||
| b11a7fc | We only have one life to give, and we should be careful who and what we give it to. | Joyce Meyer | ||
| 7c8e3a2 | Don't ever be discouraged with yourself because you have not arrived at success, but instead be pleased that you are pressing toward it. | god inspirational encouraging | Joyce Meyer | |
| f064c2a | How cruel it must be for a man to live past his soul. | Lori Lansens | ||
| ddad853 | Art isn't a product. It's an experience | Lori Lansens | ||
| 85f4029 | One's prime is elusive. You little girls, when you grow up, must be on the alert to recognise your prime at whatever time of your life it may occur. You must then live it to the full. | Muriel Spark | ||
| 9a5fc77 | I fail to see where it would have been more uplifting for them to have been inside a church listening to a man urging them to 'contemplate the sufferings of our Lord,' which is just another way of punishing one's self for nothing. It is very much better for them to climb the rocks in their bare clean feet and meet Him face to face in their search for the eternal in beauty. | Zora Neale Hurston | ||
| 4f11202 | Are you so simple as to assume that the Big Surrender banished the concept of human slavery from the earth? What is the principle of slavery? Only the literal buying and selling of human flesh on the block? That was only an outside symbol. Real slavery is couched in the desire and the efforts of any man or community to live and advance their interests at the expense of the lives and interests of others. All of the outward signs come out of .. | Zora Neale Hurston | ||
| c983e34 | We can see Spirit made visible when people are kind to one another, especially when it's a really busy person, like you, taking care of a needy, annoying, neurotic person, like you. | spirit needs self | Anne Lamott | |
| d479f5b | Now. Maybe you think it is arrogant or self centered, or ridiculous for me to believe that God bothered to wiggle a cheap bolt out of my new used car because he or she needed to keep me away for a few days until just the moment when my old friend most needed me to help her mother move into whatever comes next. Maybe nothing conscious helped to stall me so that I would be there when I could be most useful. Or maybe it did. I'll never know fo.. | Anne Lamott | ||
| 45e7c23 | All these people keep waxing sentimental about how fabulously well I am doing as a mother, how competent I am, but I feel inside like when you're first learning to put nail polish on your right hand with your left. You can do it, but it doesn't look all that great around the cuticles. | Anne Lamott | ||
| ffbf778 | All these years I fell for the great palace lie that grief should be gotten over as quickly as possible and as privately. But what I've discovered since is that lifelong fear of grief keeps us in a barren, isolated place and that only grieving can heal grief; the passage of time will lessen the acuteness, but time alone, without the direct experience of grief, will not heal it. | Anne Lamott | ||
| 6bbe6ee | Plot grows out of character. If you focus on who the people in your story are, if you sit and write about two people you are getting to know better every day, something is bound to happen. | Anne Lamott | ||
| b6d1373 | A writer paradoxically seeks the truth and tells lies every step of the way. It's a lie if you make something up. But you make it up in the name of the truth, and then you give your heart to expressing it clearly. | writing writers | Anne Lamott | |
| 75f0074 | Having a great narrator is like having a great friend whose company you love, whose mind you love to pick, whose running commentary totally holds your attention, who makes you laugh out loud, whose lines you always want to steal. When you have a friend like this, she can say, "Hey, I've got to drive up to the dump in Petaluma--wanna come along?" and you honestly can't think of anything in the world you'd rather do." | Anne Lamott | ||
| ad66fc7 | Periods in the wilderness or desert were not lost time. You might find life, wildflowers, fossils, sources of water. I wish there were shortcuts to wisdom and self-knowledge: cuter abysses or three-day spa wilderness experiences. Sadly, it doesn't work that way. I so resent this. | Anne Lamott | ||
| 9f4f5f7 | God can't clean the house of you when you're still in it. | grace | Anne Lamott | |
| d735c88 | I know God enjoys hearing my take on how best we should all proceed, as I'm always full of useful advice. I'm sure God says either, "Oh, I so love Annie's selfless and evolved thoughts," or else "Jeez. What a head case." | Anne Lamott | ||
| 535d92f | Dreadlocks make people wonder if you're trying to be rebellious. | Anne Lamott | ||
| 9b88492 | I was learning the secrets of life: that you could become the woman you'd dared to dream of being, but to do so you were going to have to fall in love with your own crazy, ruined self. | Anne Lamott | ||
| 88beaa6 | What can we say beyond Wow, in the presence of glorious art, in music so magnificent that it can't have originated solely on this side of things? Wonder takes our breath away, and makes room for new breath. | Anne Lamott | ||
| 9514861 | Novels ought to have hope; at least, American novels ought to have hope. French novels don't need to. We mostly win wars, they lose them. Of course, they did hide more Jews than many other countries, and this is a form of winning. | Anne Lamott | ||
| a4c9818 | Here is the best true story on giving I know, and it was told by Jack Kornfield of the Spirit Rock Meditation Center in Woodacre. An eight-year-old boy had a younger sister who was dying of leukemia, and he was told that without a blood transfusion she would die. His parents explained to him that his blood was probably compatible with hers, and if so, he could be the blood donor. They asked him if they could test his blood. He said sure. So.. | Anne Lamott |