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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| f62c3b1 | And remember that friendship between a woman and a man is something much more precious and rare than love: love is actually something quite gross and even clumsy compared to friendship. Friendship includes a measure of sensitivity, attentiveness, generosity, and a finely tuned sense of moderation. | Amos Oz | ||
| 4a01306 | No le doy ningun valor a mi vida, solo a las vidas ajenas, y pese a ello amo la vida, pero la amo porque espero que me de alguna ocasion para echarla decorosamente por la borda. | Enrique Vila-Matas | ||
| 24fcdab | Says Bargh: ,,We all hold dear idea that we're the captain of our own sould, and we're in charge, and it's a very scary feeling when we are not. In fact, that's what psychosis is - the feeling of detachment from reality and that you are not in control, and that's a very frightening feeling for anyone. | Leonard Mlodinow | ||
| 1ec090c | Brian's face broke out in a wide grin as he slapped Roarke on the back. "That's a woman, isn't it?" "Delicate as a rose, my Eve. Fragile and quiet natured." He grinned himself when he heard her curse, loud and vicious. "A voice like a flute." "And you're sloppy in love with her." "Pitifully." | love sarcastic-humor | J.D. Robb | |
| f7c717c | In genere, femeia nu-si insala barbatul si nu-l tradeaza, daca el singur nu-i acela care sa-i strice sau sa-i calce inima singur in picioare, daca nu o dezgusta ori n-o respinge prin micimea lui, prin egoismul lui, prin ingustimea vederilor. Deci, trebuie sa iubesti. Ca ea sa nu se simta numai femela ta, ci faptura cea mai scumpa pentru tine, copilul tau, prietenul tau; poart-o la san, ca sa-i fie cald si atunci poti fi sigur de ea, atunci,.. | women | Henryk Sienkiewicz | |
| 12e2a9f | Am auzit sau am citit ca filoanele de aur au uneori la suprafata un invelis de cuart, din care e greu sa extragi metalul. Presupun ca si inima ta are un asemenea invelis; inauntru se afla metalul pretios, dar afurisita asta de coaja nu s-a topit de tot... | heart inspirational surface | Henryk Sienkiewicz | |
| f07e6c3 | If a dragon has already transferred their consciousness to their heart of hearts, then they will die a true death. | Christopher Paolini | ||
| 6bfbe0e | Then were the seeds of madness planted. | Christopher Paolini | ||
| 7e52dfc | But you did everything you could, and when you could do no more , you made peace with your fate, and you didn't rail needlessly against it. That is wisdom, not weakness. | Christopher Paolini | ||
| 478171f | Oromis - What is the most important mental tool a person can possess? Eragon - Detrrmination. Oromis - [...] no. I meant the tool most necessary to choose the best course of action in any given situation. Determination is as common among men who are dull and foolish as it is among those who are brilliant intellects [...] Eragon - Wisdom, wisdom is the most important for a person to possess. Oromis- A fair guess, but, again, no. the answer i.. | Christopher Paolini | ||
| c8d19c4 | I took a bunch of pictures. You can see 'em on my MySpace page, along with my favorite songs and movies and things that other people have created but that I use to express my individualism. | Christopher Paolini | ||
| 131f6cf | You need a name. I heard some interesting ones today;perhaps you'll like one." He mentally ran through the list Brom had given him until he found tow names that stuck him as heroic, noble and pleasing to the ear. "What do you think of Vanilor or his successor, Eridor? Both were great dragons." No, said the dragon. It sounded amused with his efforts. Eragon. "That's my name; you can't have it," he siad, rubbing his chin. "Well, if you don.. | dragon eragon name she | Christopher Paolini | |
| 69acdd4 | Understanding begets empathy and compassion even for the meanest beggar - Oromis | understanding | Christopher Paolini | |
| 4371f98 | Gardens are enclosed areas in which plants and arts meet. They form 'cultures' in an uncompromised sense of the word. | Peter Sloterdijk | ||
| c6d8b65 | Wherever one encounters members of the human race, they always show the traits of a being that is condemned to surrealistic effort. Whoever goes in search of humans will find acrobats. | humanity humans | Peter Sloterdijk | |
| cffd683 | We all make mistakes. Big and small. But you don't have to let them define you forever. | Debbie Macomber | ||
| 120dd15 | I might be 30 years old, but a girl never outgrows the need for her mother. | humor inspiration truth | Debbie Macomber | |
| 678c152 | I'd found love -- only to discover how fleeting it can be. | Debbie Macomber | ||
| 005e114 | I generally read every night before I fall asleep: Brad does too. I find it comforting to lie beside my husband, each of us with a book in our hands. I see it as a period of calm and intimacy, and as the perfect metaphor-together, yet individual-for our marriage. | marriage-husbands | Debbie Macomber | |
| 18bb318 | Deeds may speak more compellingly than words,but I believe words have their place too. A man who has both is gifted indeed. | Elizabeth Chadwick | ||
| 2191b7e | It's a fundamental human need to pass music around, and however the technology evolves, the music keeps moving. | Rob Sheffield | ||
| 4da9b5e | By the end of the evening I was like a man, terribly in love with her face and body, which promised so much, and I hated the self created in her by others. Others feel because of her; and because of her, others write poetry; because of her, others hate; others, like Henry, love her in spite of themselves. | love passion | Anaïs Nin | |
| 83dc6ea | I see ashes under the skin of her face. Disintegration. What terrible anxiety I feel. I want to put my arms around her. I feel her receding into death and I am willing to enter death to follow her, to embrace her. She is dying before my eyes. Her tantalizing, somber beauty is dying. Her strange, manlike strength. | Anaïs Nin | ||
| 0d333ab | Jazz is the music of the body. The breath comes through brass. It is the body's breath, and the strings' wails and moans are echoes of the body's music. It is the body's vibrations which ripple from the fingers. And the mystery of the withheld theme, known to jazz musicians alone, is like the mystery of our secret life. We give to others only peripheral improvisations. | jazz life music vibrations | Anaïs Nin | |
| 4875f1b | This is not to worry you, Henry, it is just that I can't keep from saying it, that I am overflowing, desperately in love with you as I never was with anyone. | Anaïs Nin | ||
| d6312a3 | The old concept of chronological, orderly, symmetrical development of character died when it was discovered that the unconscious motivations are entirely at odds with fabricated conventions. Human beings do not grow in perfect symmetry. They oscillate, expand, contract, backtrack, arrest themselves, retrogress, mobilize, atrophy in part, proceed erratically according to experience and traumas. Some aspects of the personality mature, others .. | Anaïs Nin | ||
| de3b1dc | I walk ahead of myself in perpetual expectancy of miracles. | Anaïs Nin | ||
| a1ae264 | I really believe that if I were not a writer, not a creator, not an experimenter, I might have been a very faithful wife. I think highly of faithfulness. But my temperament belongs to the writer, not to the woman. Such a separation may seem childish, but it is possible. Subtract the overintensity, the sizzling of ideas, and you get a woman who loves perfection. And faithfulness is one of the perfections. It seems stupid and unintelligent to.. | Anaïs Nin | ||
| 2fcb4fa | He had never seen her body so abandoned, so unconscious of all but the desire to be taken and satisfied. She bloomed under his caresses, no longer the girl but the woman already being born. | sex | Anaïs Nin | |
| d0226df | It is right that you should read according to your temperament, occupations, hobbies, and vocations. But it is a sign of great inner insecurity to be hostile to the unfamiliar, unwilling to explore the unfamiliar. In science, we respect the research worker. In literature, we should not always read the books blessed by the majority. | literature unfamiliar | Anaïs Nin | |
| 816602c | Over and over again I sail towards joy, which is never in the room with me, but always near me, across the way, like those rooms full of gayety one sees from the street, or the gayety in the street one sees from a window. Will I ever reach joy? It hides behind the turning merry-go-round of the traveling circus. As soon as I approach it, it is no longer joy. Joy is a foam, an illumination. I am poorer and hungrier for the want of it. When I .. | Anaïs Nin | ||
| 861ddf5 | In the world of the dreamer there was solitude: all the exaltations and joys came in the moment of preparation for living. They took place in solitude. But with action came anxiety, and the sense of insuperable effort made to match the dream, and with it came weariness, discouragement, and the flight into solitude again. And then in solitude, in the opium den of remembrance, the possibility of pleasure again. What was she seeking to salvage.. | solitude | Anaïs Nin | |
| 5c9a381 | Our culture made a virtue of living only as extroverts. We discouraged the inner journey, the quest for a center. So we lost our center and have to find it again. --ANAIS NIN | Susan Cain | ||
| 82a90a4 | Every word spoken in the past accumulated forms and colors in the self. What flows through the veins besides blood is the distillation of every act committed, the sediment of all the visions, wishes, dreams and experiences. All the past emotions converge to tint the skin and flavor the lips, to regulate the pulse and produce crystals in the eyes. | book-quotes books | Anaïs Nin | |
| d090603 | Fall, 1951] To me Acapulco is the detoxicating cure for all the evils of the city: ambition, vanity, quest for success in money, the continuous contagious presence of power-driven, obsessed individuals who want to become known, to be in the limelight, noticed, as if life among millions gave you a desperate illness, a need of rising above the crowd, being noticed, existing individually, singled out from a mass of ants and sheep. It has somet.. | Anaïs Nin | ||
| 0f926bf | Around her hair there was a saffron aureole, and her skin was a sea shell... | Anaïs Nin | ||
| 594b7fb | Love the great narcotic was the revealer in the alchemist's bottle rendering visible the most untraceable substances. Love the great narcotic was the agent provocateur exposing all the secret selves to daylight. | book-quotes books | Anaïs Nin | |
| 4f620cf | He never treated her as a wife. He wooed her over and over again, with presents, flowers, new pleasures. | french-eroticism pleasure romance woo | Anaïs Nin | |
| e1691e0 | I was sure the old man knew nothing about the beatitudes, ecstasies, dazzling reverberations of sexual encounters. Cut out the poetry was his message. Clinical sex, deprived of all the warmth of love--the orchestration of all the senses, touch, hearing, sight, palate; all the euphoric accompaniments, back-ground music, moods, atmosphere, variations--forced him to resort to literary aphrodisiacs. | delta-of-venus | Anaïs Nin | |
| 16b5d3c | I keep my friends around, try to stay close to them, try to treat them right. I try to stay in touch with my friends who are far away, and I do a bad job of that, but I carry them with me. | Rob Sheffield | ||
| 7d899b8 | You have blundered into an adult existence you don't understand, and you can't tell whether you planned it this way or whether you screwed up big-time, though it's too late either way. | Rob Sheffield | ||
| 83bb185 | Monogamous musicians are like vegan hockey players. | Rob Sheffield | ||
| 3cd0c95 | In my headphones, I led a life of romance and incident and intrigue, none of which had anything to do with the world outside my Walkman. | Rob Sheffield | ||
| 5b311c7 | We are searching for the same thing," Stripey said. "How do you know?" Janco asked. "I read his mind." The Sitian pointed to Ari. "Yours was too...chaotic. Too many useless thoughts to wade through." A compliment or an insult? Janco guessed compliment and preened." | power-study | Maria V. Snyder |