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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 1f7e8d7 | Pantaloons were often worn tight as paint and were not a great deal less revealing, particularly as they were worn without underwear. . . . Jackets were tailored with tails in the back, but were cut away in front so that they perfectly framed the groin. It was the first time in history that men's apparel was consciously designed to be more sexy than women's. | modesty sex-appeal | Bill Bryson | |
| d738ea9 | For the moment we might very well can them DUNNOS (for Dark Unknown Nonreflective Nondetectable Objects Somewhere). | humour physics science space | Bill Bryson | |
| bfbf8a8 | We wanted proper outback: a place where men were men and sheep were nervous. | Bill Bryson | ||
| 2b0bb97 | I had recently read to my dismay that they have started hunting moose again in New England. Goodness knows why anyone would want to shoot an animal as harmless and retiring as the moose, but thousands of people do--so many, in fact, that states now hold lotteries to decide who gets a permit. Maine in 1996 received 82,000 applications for just 1,500 permits. Over 12,000 outof-staters happily parted with a nonrefundable $20 just to be allowed.. | Bill Bryson | ||
| d532845 | By the time I had finished my coffee and returned to the streets, the rain had temporarily abated, but the streets were full of vast puddles where the drains where unable to cope with the volume of water. Correct me if I'm wrong, but you would think that if one nation ought by now to have mastered the science of drainage, Britain would be it. | travel | Bill Bryson | |
| f57895c | Old terror crouched in the shadows. It was one of the most ancient terrors, the one that meant that no sooner had mankind learned to walk on two legs than it dropped to its knees. It was the terror of impermanence, the knowledge that all this would pass away, that a beautiful voice or a wonderful figure was something whose arrival you couldn't control and whose departure you couldn't delay. | time | Terry Pratchett | |
| 41692fc | The Tezuman Empire in the jungle valleys of central Klatch is known for it organic market gardens, its exquisite craftsmanship in obsidian, feathers and jade, and its mass human sacrifices in honor of Quezovercoatl, the Feathered Boa, god of mass human sacrifices. | religion | Terry Pratchett | |
| 744c618 | Saint Augustine ... insisted that scripture taught nothing but charity. Whatever the biblical author may have intended, any passage that seemed to preach hatred and was not conducive to love must be interpreted allegorically and made to speak of charity. | charity christianity saint-augustine scripture | Karen Armstrong | |
| 0d25364 | What seems wrong to you is right for him What is poison to one is honey to someone else. Purity and impurity, sloth and diligence in worship, These mean nothing to Me. I am apart from all that. Ways of worshipping are not to be ranked as better or worse than one another. Hindus do Hindu things. The Dravidian Muslims in India do what they do. It's all praise, and it's all right. It's not I that's glorified in acts of worship. It's the worshi.. | Karen Armstrong | ||
| 0f4afa0 | Deeds that seemed unimportant at the time would prove to have been momentous; a tiny act of selfishness and unkindness or, conversely, an unconsidered act of generosity would become the measure of a human life | Karen Armstrong | ||
| e75f3b1 | There's always the dwarf bread. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 40b3e39 | The part where you need to choose among the choices that are there, and not the ones that aren't there anymore. At least not how you need them to be. You're still stuck on some imaginary idea you have of how it could have been. You need to think about how it is now. And how you want it to be. | Laura Dave | ||
| fcf140f | We loved each other in the same difficult, unusable way where you took turns doing it, instead of ever managing to do it at the same time. | Laura Dave | ||
| 9599de9 | I am the hope of the universe. I am the answer to all living things that cry out for peace. I am protector of the innocent. I am the light in the darkness. I am truth. Ally to good! Nightmare to you! | dragon-ball-z goku inspirational truth | Akira Toriyama | |
| b61afc3 | Sol Weintraub suddenly understood perfectly why Abraham had agreed to sacrifice Isaac, his son, when the Lord commanded him to do so. It was not obedience. It was not even to put the love of God above the love of his son. Abraham was testing God. By denying the sacrifice at the last moment, by stopping the knife, God had earned the right--in Abraham's eyes and the hearts of his offspring--to become the God of Abraham. Sol | Dan Simmons | ||
| f69f325 | The life of a poet lies not merely in the finite language-dance of expression but in the nearly infinite combinations of perception and memory combined with the sensitivity to what is perceived and remembered. | Dan Simmons | ||
| 2531c62 | The Chinese poet George Wu ... recorded on his comlog: "Poets are the mad midwives to reality. They see not what is, nor what can be, but what must become." Later, on his last disk to his lover the week before he died, Wu said: "Words are the only bullets in truth's bandolier. And poets are the snipers." | truth | Dan Simmons | |
| ab086d4 | Pain is the curl and foam of a wave that does not break. | Dan Simmons | ||
| ad0a342 | The universe is indifferent to our fates. This was the crushing burden that the character took with him as he struggled through the surf toward survival or extinction. The universe just does not give a shit. | Dan Simmons | ||
| 121b523 | She had always felt that the essence of human experience lay not primarily in the peak experiences, the wedding days and triumphs which stood out in the memory like dates circled in red on old calendars, but, rather, in the unself-conscious flow of little things--the weekend afternoon with each member of the family engaged in his or her own pursuit, their crossings and connections casual, dialogues imminently forgettable, but the sum of suc.. | Dan Simmons | ||
| dd26298 | And above it all the butterfly effect. The sure knowledge that the entire life of a human being is like a single day in that human's life: unplannable, unpredictable, governed by the hidden tides of chaotic factors and buffered by butterfly wings... | Dan Simmons | ||
| ac552d0 | God is the creature, not the creator. | Dan Simmons | ||
| 620da52 | He also learned to regard each port of call as part of the journey and not as destination. Every voyage begins when you do. | children-s-books journey | E.L. Konigsburg | |
| da52c92 | Her correspondence had been like the pumping of a heart into a severed artery, wild and incessant at first, then slowing down with a kind of muscular reluctance to a stream that became a trickle and finally ceased; the heart had stopped. | Michael Chabon | ||
| 27fda26 | I can imagine anything except having no imagination. | Michael Chabon | ||
| d0d26d0 | The little boy had wandered away from his mother, tacking across the grass to the play structure. His mother watched him go, proud, tickled, unaware that every time they toddled away from you, they came back a little different, ten seconds older and nearer to the day when they left you for good. Pearl divers in training, staying under a few seconds longer every time. | Michael Chabon | ||
| 3baf6d1 | She was always threatening rain; he had been born with an umbrella in his hand. | Michael Chabon | ||
| 02bd896 | Bina rolls her eyes, hands on her hips, glances at the door. Then she comes over and drops her bag and plops down beside him. How many times, he wonders, can she have enough of him, already, and still have not quite enough? | Michael Chabon | ||
| a63dc7a | The two dozen commonplace childhood photographs - snowsuit, pony, tennis racket, looming fender of a Dodge - were an inexhaustible source of wonder for him, at her having existed before he met her, and of sadness for his possessing nothing of the ten million minutes of that black-and-white scallop-edged existence save these few proofs. | Michael Chabon | ||
| ba33118 | Well, I think," said Nobby, "that when you rule out the impossible, whatever is left, however improbable, ain't worth hanging around for on a cold night wonderin' about when you could be getting on the outside of a big drink." | Terry Pratchett | ||
| d1f0232 | and all those frogs going 'Rabbit, rabbit'..." "I think, sir, that it was 'Ribbit, ribbit'..." "So, what goes 'Rabbit, rabbit'?" "Rabbits, I think. All the time..." | Terry Pratchett | ||
| aa93db7 | The Librarian liked being best man. You were allowed to kiss bridesmaids, and they weren't allowed to run away. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| f9bc468 | Red sky at night, the city's alight. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 3279394 | Gossiping's part of witchcraft,' said Tiffany. 'They're checking to see if they've gone batty yet. | humor sanity witches women | Terry Pratchett | |
| a5f6a6d | Music, landscape gardening, architecture--there was no start to his talents. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 559ce6b | There was no himself in himself. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| bb36991 | Happier than a terrier in a barrel full of rats | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 388ad8d | Human love is emotional. Feelings dominate a human's love landscape. We feel as though we're in love, or we don't feel as though we're in love. Hormones, sleeplessness, wory, past hurts, Mexican food--all complicate these emotions. | Max Lucado | ||
| 414b655 | The fear-filled cannot love deeply. Love is risky. They cannot give to the poor. Benevolence has no guarantee of return. The fear-filled cannot dream wildly. What if their dreams sputter and fall from the sky? The worship of safety emasculates greatness. No wonder Jesus wages such a war against fear. | Max Lucado | ||
| 26aabf2 | You'll get through this. You fear you won't. We all do. We fear that the depression will never lift, the yelling will never stop, the pain will never leave. Here in the pits, surrounded by steep walls and angry brothers, we wonder, Will this gray sky ever brighten? This load ever lighten? We feel stuck, trapped, locked in. Predestined for failure. Will we ever exit this pit? Yes! Deliverance is to the Bible what jazz music is to Mardi Gras:.. | Max Lucado | ||
| 328a131 | Fear may fill our world, but it doesn't have to fill our hearts. | Max Lucado | ||
| b0e2da3 | The more radical the change, the greater the joy. And it's worth every effort, for this is the joy of God. | Max Lucado | ||
| e663093 | Loosen up. Don't you have some people to hug, rocks to skip, or lips to kiss? . . , Someday you are going to retire; why not today? Not retire from your job, just retire from your attitude. Honestly, has complaining ever made the day better? Has grumbling ever paid the bills? Has worrying about tomorrow ever changed it? Let someone else run the world for a while. | Max Lucado | ||
| 963c5ed | Because when we love, we always strive to become better than we are. | love | Paulo Coelho |