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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 6855cb0 | All life is but a skull-bone and A rack of ribs through which we keep passing food & fuel- | journal-april-17 | Jack Kerouac | |
| aeba523 | Hell! I'm glad I did it. It's going to be a change. I call this life! | Jack Kerouac | ||
| a9a461d | The words are clear as in the reflection of the world on the water. Therefore write the Word at once, everywhere, from now till your hand is paralyzed, for THERE will be your work for GOD, since you can not work for God in other ways, and would not, & don't know how, or bend that way, from habit, & from talent in the use & signification & arrangement of the Word. | Jack Kerouac | ||
| 792fede | Everything is all right forever and forever and forever. | Jack Kerouac | ||
| c298387 | galatea was a serious girl. she was pale and looked like tears all over. big ed passed his hand through his hair and said hello. she looked at him steadily. "where have you been? why did you do this to me?" and she gave dean a dirty look; she knew the score. dean paid absolutely no attention; what he wanted now was food; he asked jane if there was anything. the confusion began right there." | Jack Kerouac | ||
| 214327e | Not aimless. Not in the least. It's just that my aims are different from most. There are plenty of aimless people on the road, all right. People who hitchhike from kicks to kicks, restlessly, searching for something: looking for America, as Jack Kerouac put it, or looking for themselves, or looking for some relation between America and themselves. But I'm not looking for anything. I've something." "What is it that you've found?" "Hitchhik.. | Tom Robbins | ||
| 371c1c4 | I pick up the list of Benji's five favorite books because we've got work to do: "Gravity's Rainbow" by Thomas Pynchon. He's a pretentious fuck and a liar. "Underworld" by Don DeLillo. He's a snob. "On the Road" by Jack Kerouac. He's a spoiled passport-carrying fuck stunted in eighth grade. "Brief Interviews with Hideous Men" by David Foster Wallace. Enough already. "The Red Badge of Courage" by Stephen Crane. He's got Mayflowers in his bloo.. | don-delillo favorite-books humor jack-kerouac pretension pretentiousness stephen-crane thomas-pynchon | Caroline Kepnes | |
| 6db2d06 | both of us had a lot to say, but there was no room to say it in, we were so tense and close. | Jack Kerouac | ||
| e3081b1 | I yelled for joy. We passed the bottle. The great blazing stars came out, the far receding hills got dim. I felt like an arrow that could shoot out all the way. | Jack Kerouac | ||
| 737391d | Every one of these things I said was a knife at myself. Everything I had ever secretly held against my brother was coming out: how ugly I was and what filth I was discovering in the depths of my own impure psychologies (214). | Jack Kerouac | ||
| 08d2e28 | My witness is the empty sky. My reward is the perfect blue sky at dawn in the desert in a bird-resounding riverbottom grove. | Jack Kerouac | ||
| 1e14e70 | And this is not the happiness of a magazine writer who sends in his gay little philosophy of life to the editor for the one paragraph spread in front of the magazine: This is a serious happiness full of doubts and strengths. I wonder if happiness is possible. It is a state of mind, but I'd hate to be a bore all my life, if only because of those I love around me. Happiness can change into unhappiness just for the sake of change. | life | Jack Kerouac | |
| 517f216 | the golden eternity is { } | god math | Jack Kerouac | |
| 600d475 | One night I was meditating in such perfect stillness that two mosquitoes came and sat on each of my cheekbones and stayed there a long time without biting and then went away. | Jack Kerouac | ||
| 6467cec | He knew the road would get more interesting, especially ahead, always ahead. | Jack Kerouac | ||
| 9ea2145 | If I'm still wistful about On the Road, I look on the rest of the Kerouac oeuvre--the poems, the poems!--in horror. Read Satori in Paris lately? But if I had never read Jack Kerouac's horrendous poems, I never would have had the guts to write horrendous poems myself. I never would have signed up for Mrs. Safford's poetry class the spring of junior year, which led me to poetry readings, which introduced me to bad red wine, and after that it'.. | kerouac poetry writing | Sarah Vowell | |
| 0c59a46 | I ate another apple pie and ice cream; that's practically all I ate all the way across the country, I knew it was nutritious and it was delicious, of course. | Jack Kerouac | ||
| 1711c88 | nh fy mthl hdh lywm, b`yd dhlk bqlyl, qbyl dhlk bqlyl, Hyn ktshft dwn 'n tfj' n shyy'an m l ysyr `l~ m yrm, w'nk ky ttHdth dwn Hdhr l t`rf kyf t`ysh, w'nk ln t`rf 'bdan. | Georges Perec | ||
| 94b8853 | l~ mr ls`t, l'ym, l'sby`, lfSwl, tnfD ydk mn kl shyy', tnfSl `n kl shy. tktshf tqryban, 'Hynan, bm yshbh lthml, 'nk Hr, 'n l shy ythql `lyk, l mylan w l nfwru. tktshf, fy hdhh lHy@ Gyr lmtaklh w lkhlyh mn kl rt`sh -m `d tlk llHZt lm`lqh lty ywfrh lk wrq ll`b 'w b`D 'Swt lDjyj- b`D lmshhd lty tqdmh lnfsk, s`dh tkd tkwn tfhh, asrh, 'Hynu mshHwnh bnf`lt jdydh. t`ysh rHh kmlh, 'nt, fy kl lHZh mHfwZ, mHmy. t`ysh dkhl hmsh s`yd, dkhl frG `mr blw`.. | Georges Perec | ||
| c5a586f | l t`wd mn b`d dhlk sw~ `yn. `yn hy'l@ wthbt@, tr~ kl shy, `l~ Hd sw jsmk lmtrkhy, w'nt, mnZwran wnZran, km lw 'nh nqlbt klyW fy mHjrh w'nh tt'mlk dwn 'n tqwl lk shyy'W, 'nt, dkhlk 'nt, ldkhl l'swd, lfrG, lmkhDrW, lmdh`wr, l`jz, dkhlk 'nt. yrqbk wythbtk blmsmyr. ln tkf 'bdan `n rw'y@ nfsk. l tstTy` lqym bshy, l tsTy` lfrr bnfsk, l tstTy` lfrr mn nZrtk, ln tstTy` 'bdan: Ht~ lw tmknt mn lnwm b`mq kbyr Ht~ l ymkn l'y hz@, l'y nd, l'y Hrq yqZk, .. | Georges Perec | ||
| a9bca6a | Yine boyle bir gunde, biraz daha once, biraz daha sonra, bir seylerin yolunda gitmedigini, acik konusacak olursak, yasamayi bilmedigini, hic bilmeyecegini sasirmadan kesfediyorsun. | Georges Perec | ||
| 6face13 | Kayitsizlik dili gecersiz kiliyor,isaretleri anlasilmaz hale getiriyor.Sabirlisin ama beklemiyorsun, ozgursun ama secmiyorsun,musaitsin ama hicbir sey seni harekete gecirmiyor. Hicbir sey istemiyor,hicbir sey talep etmiyor, hicbir seyi dayatmiyorsun.Hic dinlemeden duyuyor,hic bakmadan goruyorsun. | Georges Perec | ||
| f705066 | Like the librarians of Babel in Borges's story, who are looking for the book that will provide them with the key to all the others, we oscillate between the illusion of perfection and the vertigo of the unattainable. In the name of completeness, we would like to believe that a unique order exists that would enable us to accede in knowledge all in one go; in the name of the unattainable, we would like to think that order and disorder are in .. | Georges Perec | ||
| 418f4f3 | When one made love to zero spheres embraced their arches and prime numbers caught their breath... | Raymond Queneau | ||
| bc8ad80 | Has it ever occurred to any of you that all this is simply one grand misunderstanding? Since you're not here to learn anything, but to be taught so you can pass these tests, knowledge has to be organized so it can be taught, and it has to be reduced to information so it can be organized do you follow that? In other words this leads you to assume that organization is an inherent property of the knowledge itself, and that disorder and chaos a.. | education order | William Gaddis | |
| e64da33 | Mother Nature is a bitch. | Greg Bear | ||
| 2d203f0 | I winked at myself in the mirror and then realized that's what douchebags did, so I vowed to never do it again. I | T.J. Klune | ||
| 7052401 | A werewolf is courting me with a dead rabbit. There's nothing subtle here. | T.J. Klune | ||
| 0b8df9f | Had I known then what I know now, I would have clung to him. I would have looked him in the eyes to see that spark of mischief, that undying intelligence that belied his gruff exterior. If I'd known the inevitable, I would have said everything I felt in my heart and soul. I would have told him thank you for being my father. I would have said that if I'm ever going to be a good man, it's going to be because of the way he'd raised me... ...I.. | T.J. Klune | ||
| cd8987b | I'm going to have to work out even more now tomorrow to make up for all the potatoes and bread. Okay. I feel bad. That was a lie. I'm not going to work out at all. That sounds just awful. | T.J. Klune | ||
| 899fd5f | If Sam were a tree, you know what kind of tree he'd be?" "What kind?" "A pine. Because of all the pining." | tiggy | T.J. Klune | |
| a530c24 | I squeeze his hand and give him fifteen words that mean everything. "It's okay to sleep now, Dad. I know that one day, we'll be together again." | T.J. Klune | ||
| adbd48a | Don't tell me you don't know!" I roared at him. "Tell me one fucking thing you do know!" "That I love you." His breath hitched in his chest. And I just. I couldn't breathe. Everything" | T.J. Klune | ||
| 2092969 | I am eighty-three years old, but I only remember the last seventy-one years. You see, when I was twelve, I met a blue-eyed boy and fell in love. I can only remember the last seventy-one years because anythin' before that day don't matter. Nothin' that came before could compare to anythin' that came after. I wasn't truly alive until he looked at me for the first time. And from then on, even if I didn't know how it was possible, I knew he was.. | soul-mates | T.J. Klune | |
| de2e30b | once something is shattered, it can never be put back together in its original shape. Undoubtedly some pieces are lost or fit into incorrect places. The whole will never be as strong as it was once before. | T.J. Klune | ||
| 20664c4 | Waiting for the end, boys, waiting for the end. What is there to be or do? What's become of me or you? Are we kind or are we true? Sitting two and two, boys, waiting for the end. Shall I build a tower, boys, knowing it will rend Crack upon the hour, boys, waiting for the end? Shall I pluck a flower, boys, shall I save or spend? All turns sour, boys, waiting for the end. Shall I send a wire, boys? Where is there to send? All are un.. | William Empson | ||
| 5e31dbc | Come, let us hasten to a higher plane Where dyads tread the fairy fields of Venn, Their indices bedecked from one to n Commingled in an endless Markov chain! I'll grant thee random access to my heart, Thou'lt tell me all the constants of thy love; And so we two shall all love's lemmas prove, And in our bound partition never part. Cancel me not -- for what then shall remain? Abscissas some mantissas, modules, modes, A root or two, a torus an.. | Stanisław Lem | ||
| c777500 | She was beautiful all right, beautiful in a way that was at once seductive, demonic, and raspberry. | Stanisław Lem | ||
| 8d2c4db | Books are no longer read but eaten, not made of paper but of some informational substance, fully digestible, sugar-coated. | Stanisław Lem | ||
| 7ca5aef | Every science comes with its own pseudo-science, a bizarre distortion that comes from a certain kind of mind. | Stanisław Lem | ||
| 9c182ff | It's true that even though I'm a world unto myself, I've just a speck of dust in the avalanche of events. But nothing will ever force me to think like a speck of dust! | Stanisław Lem | ||
| 187cc24 | When our freedom to have something is limited, the item becomes less available, and we experience an increased desire for it. However, we rarely recognize that psychological reactance has caused us to want the item more; all we know is that we want it. Still, we need to make sense of our desire for the item, so we begin to assign it positive qualities to justify the desire. | Robert B. Cialdini | ||
| 408caff | It is easier to resist at the beginning than at the end. --LEONARDO DA VINCI | Robert B. Cialdini | ||
| 46d8377 | There's a critical insight in all this for those of us who want to learn to be more influential. The best persuaders become the best through pre-suasion - the process of arranging for recipients to be receptive to a message before they encounter it. To persuade optimally, then, it's necessary to pre-suade optimally. But how? In part, the answer involves an essential but poorly appreciated tenet of all communication: what we present first ch.. | Robert B. Cialdini |