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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 4b7206f | Roland de Chumsfanleigh (it wasn't his fault). | Terry Pratchett | ||
| a8e0ef9 | Are you a hero, actually?" "Um, no. Not as such. Not at all, really. Even less than that, in fact." | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 351e11d | Why not?" she asks petulantly. "Give me one good reason we shouldn't." "Because trying to fuck you is like trying to French-kiss a very ... small and ... lively gerbil?" I tell her. "I don't know." "Yes?" she says. "And?" "With braces?" I finish, shrugging." | Bret Easton Ellis | ||
| d059a29 | Dwelling over this loss while wandering down Central Park West somewhere around Seventy-sixth, Seventy-fifth, it strikes me profoundly that the world is more often than not a bad and cruel place. | Bret Easton Ellis | ||
| d955459 | Hardbody." McDermott nods in agreement. "Definitely." "I'm not impressed," Price sniffs. "Look at her knees." While the hardbody stands there we check her out, and though her knees do support long, tan legs, I can't help noticing that one knee is, admittedly, bigger than the other one. The left knee is knobbier, almost imperceptibly thicker than the right knee and this unnoticeable flaw now seems overwhelming and we all lose interest." | Bret Easton Ellis | ||
| 10b827e | Julian's not at the house in Bel Air, but there's a note on the door saying that he might be at some house on King's Road. Julian's not at the house on King's Road either, but some guy with braces and short platinum-blond hair and a bathing suit on lifting weights is in the backyard. He puts one of the weights down and lights a cigarette and asks me if I want a Quaalude. I ask him where Julian is. There's a girl lying by the pool on a chais.. | Bret Easton Ellis | ||
| c527101 | My conception of a novel is that it ought to be a personal struggle, a direct and total engagement with the author's story of his or her own life. This conception, again, I take from Kafka, who, although he was never transformed into an insect, and although he never had a piece of food (an apple from his family's table!) lodged in his flesh and rotting there, devoted his whole life as a writer to describing his personal struggle with his fa.. | kafka novel writing | Jonathan Franzen | |
| e1c6e90 | She quickly discovered that the world is divided into people who know how to be comfortable by themselves on a bar chair and people who do not. | Jonathan Franzen | ||
| 26eea06 | You encountered a misery near the end of the day and it took a while to gauge its full extent. Some miseries had sharp curvature and could be negotiated readily. Others had almost no curvature and you knew you'd be spending hours turning the corner. Great whopping-big planet-sized miseries. | Jonathan Franzen | ||
| ca56253 | And if you sat at the dinner table long enough, whether in punishment or in refusal or simply in boredom, you never stopped sitting there. Some part of you sat there all your life. | Jonathan Franzen | ||
| 289a6c9 | Barbarism? Hah! When we kills people we do it there and then, lookin' 'em in the eye, and we'd be happy to buy 'em a drink in the next world, no harm done. I never knew a barbarian who cut up people slowly in little rooms, or tortured women to make 'em look pretty, or put poison in people's grub. Civilization? If that's civilization, you can shove it where the sun don't shine! | Terry Pratchett | ||
| e8a571d | And now, because of a song, Vimes, a simple piece of music, Vimes, soft as a breath, stranger than a mountain, some very powerful states have agreed to work together to heal the problems of another autonomous state and, almost as collateral, turn some animals into people at a stroke. | music | Terry Pratchett | |
| d240e9d | She turned. A young man of godlike proportions* was standing in the doorway. *The better class of gods, anyway. Not the ones with the tentacles, obviously. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 42eacb7 | Spirituality is seeded, germinates, sprouts and blossoms in the mundane. It is to be found and nurtured in the smallest of daily activities. | Thomas Moore | ||
| 6efaab3 | It is not while beauty And youth are thine own And thy cheeks Unprofaned by a tear That the ferver and faith Of a soul can be known To which time will but Make thee more dear No the heart that has truly loved Never forgets But as truly loves On to the close As the sunflower turns On her god when he sets | Thomas Moore | ||
| 9a030c6 | Body exercise is incomplete if it focuses exclusively on muscle and is motivated by the ideal of a physique unspoiled by fat. | Thomas Moore | ||
| 7d38936 | Real trouble doesn't walk around with a ponytail. It doesn't have a Mohawk or special shoelace patterns. Real trouble has a bad complexion and a Windbreaker. | David Sedaris | ||
| 669f819 | My hands tend to be full enough dealing with people who hate me for _who_ I am. Concentrate too hard on the millions who hate you for _what_ you are and you're likely to turn into one of those unkempt, sloppy dressers who sag beneath the weight of the two hundred political buttons they wear pinned to their coats and knapsacks. I haven't got the slightest idea of how to change people, but still I keep a long list of prospective candidates ju.. | David Sedaris | ||
| 7d433da | Plenty of animals had pets, but few were more devoted than the mouse, who owned a baby corn snake--"A rescue snake, she'd be quick to inform you. This made it sound like he'd been snatched from the jaws of a raccoon, but what she'd really rescued him from was a life without her love. And what sort of a life would that have been?" | pets | David Sedaris | |
| 7462bba | Owl love you forever | funny humer | David Sedaris | |
| 18de2a7 | My sister's the type who religiously watches the fear segments of her local Eyewitness News broadcasts, retaining nothing but the headline...Everything is dangerous all of the time, and if it's not yet been pulled off the shelves, then it's certainly under investigation -- so there. | David Sedaris | ||
| 6b9138f | I had paid for my folly and, as a reward, was invited to take part in the nest builder's performance piece. The script was great. 'When I bleat here, do you want me to just bleat or to really let go and "bleat, bleat"?' I asked. 'I feel like "bleat, bleating," but if Mother/Destroyer is going to be crawling through the birth canal of concertina wire, I don't want to steal focus, you know what I mean?" | David Sedaris | ||
| cf85e44 | To spend your days in the company of naked men - that was the life for me. 'Turn a bit to the left, Jean-Claude. I long to capture the playful quality of your buttocks. | David Sedaris | ||
| 879b526 | Everyone had a story he believed was worthy of a best-seller; for me, reality was rarely interesting enough to take the place of fiction. | Ben Mezrich | ||
| 5bbbc8f | Our shared world is humanly unquantifiable and ideologically confused. Which one of them is capable of implementing the most recognizable harm or good? | James Ellroy | ||
| 33ade64 | Call me Dudley. We're of equal rank. I'm older, but you're far better looking. I can tell we're going to be grand partners. | dudley-smith l-a-quartet noir | James Ellroy | |
| c008c5d | There is much that I could say about the happy and tender incidents in my childhood days, the sense of security which I enjoyed with my parents, my childish affections and carefree, irresponsible existence in a gentle and affectionate ambience. But my interest is reserved for the steps that I took in my life towards self-realization. All the pleasant points of repose, islands of happiness, paradises whose magic was not unknown to me can rem.. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| c214a44 | Most people, Kamala, are like a falling leaf, which is blown and is turning around through the air, and wavers, and tumbles to the ground. But others, a few, are like stars, they go on a fixed course, no wind reaches them, in themselves they have their law and their course | Hermann Hesse | ||
| d093a47 | nm hw shy' mw'sf 'lym 'n ymwt nsn fy mthl hdh ly's .n llh l yrsl lyn ly's lyqtln,bl yrslh lyn lywqZ fyn Hy@ jdyd@ | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 8e93b7c | During that very first conversation, about the araucaria, he called himself the Steppenwolf, and this too estranged and disturbed me a little. What an expression! However, custom did not only reconcile me to it, but soon I never thought of him by any other name; nor could I today hit on a better description of him. A wolf of the Steppes that had lost its way and strayed into the towns and the life of the herd, a more striking image could no.. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 29d0064 | it is useless for you to build walls and dormitories and chapels and churches. Death looks through the window and laughs.. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| c2c626b | Times of terror and the deepest misery may arrive, but if there is to be any happiness in this misery it can only be a spiritual happiness, related to the past in the rescue of the culture of early ages and to the future in a serene and indefatigable championship of the spirit in a time which would otherwise completely swallow up the material. | happiness history past present | Hermann Hesse | |
| 4c2498e | even the unhappiest life has its sunny moments and its little flowers of happiness between sand and stone. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 56ce484 | I do not wish to offend you, believe me. I have told you my decision. Nothing can change it. I must leave, I must travel, I must be free. Let me thank you cordially once again, and let us bid each other a friendly farewell. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| aa819ed | Wisdom is not communicable. The wisdom which a wise man tries to communicate always sounds foolish... Knowledge can be communicated, but not wisdom. One can find it, live it, do wonders through it, but one cannot communicate and teach it. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| c9c9a5a | When someone who badly needs something finds it, it isn't an accident that brings it his way, but he himself, his own desire and necessity lead him to it. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 185d976 | People know, or dimly feel, that if thinking is not kept pure and keen, and if respect for the world of mind is no longer operative, ships and automobiles will soon cease to run right, the engineer's slide rule and the computations of banks and stock exchanges will forfeit validity and authority, and chaos will ensue. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| a783d9e | What is meditation? What is leaving one's body? What is fasting? What is holding one's breath? It is fleeing from the self, it is a short escape of the agony of being a self, it is a short numbing of the senses against the pain and the pointlessness of life. The same escape, the same short numbing is what the driver of an ox-cart finds in the inn, drinking a few bowls of rice-wine or fermented coconut-milk. Then he won't feel his self any m.. | hesse siddhartha | Hermann Hesse | |
| cca3d2c | Siddhartha gave his garments to a poor Brahman in the street. He wore nothing more than the loincloth and the earth-coloured, unsown cloak. He ate only once a day, and never something cooked. He fasted for fifteen days. He fasted for twenty-eight days. The flesh waned from his thighs and cheeks. Feverish dreams flickered from his enlarged eyes, long nails grew slowly on his parched fingers and a dry, shaggy beard grew on his chin. His glanc.. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 1223447 | to listen with a still heart, with a waiting, open soul, without passion, without desire, without judgement, without opinions. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| ce57407 | If man has nothing to eat, fasting is the most intelligent thing he can do. If, for instance, Siddhartha had not learned to fast, he would have had to seek some kind of work today, either with you, or elsewhere, for hunger would have driven him. But as it is, Siddhartha can wait calmly. He is not impatient, he is not in need, he can ward off hunger for a long time and laugh at it. Therefore, fasting is useful, sir. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| cba438b | The drunkard does indeed find escape, he does indeed find short respite and rest, but he returns from the illusion and finds everything as it was before. He has not grown wiser, he has not gained knowledge, he has not climbed any higher. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 273ff22 | dh krht shkhSan fnk tkrh shyy'an fyh hw jz mnk 'nt, w m lys jzan mn l yz`jn | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 198b1bd | Everything becomes questionable as soon as I consider it closely, everything slips away and dissolves. | Hermann Hesse |