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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 774d9e5 | Gilded palace of Flying Burritos Excellent Nouveau Mexican Cuisine We all got to wear Swank-Ass Nudie Suits I should have known it was a lousy pipe dream Ohhh, Ohhh, what an awesome job Ohhh, Ohhh, what do I do now?? Ohh, Ohhhhh, it's like I've been robbed Spent the last of my paycheque And I'm feelin' pretty downnnnn!! | song | Bryan Lee O'Malley | |
| 3cf552c | Christianity did not begin with a confession. It began with an invitation into friendship, into creating a new community, into forming relationships based on love and service. | Diana Butler Bass | ||
| f29586d | They waited. The door did not open. The rain did not stop. The darkness made a tent and covered them completely. | Timothy Findley | ||
| c360574 | It has been said that depression is a failure to imagine a plausible desirable future for oneself, | Mohsin Hamid | ||
| 9f6990b | I push against the tree and run away, stumbling, the unreal night playing with me, gravity pulling from below, behind, above, making me fall. And I run through a world that is rotating, conscious of the earth's spin, of our planet twirling as it careens through nothingness, of the stars spiraling above, of the uncertainty of everything, even ground, even sky. Mumtaz never calls out, although a thousand and one voices scream in my mind, sing.. | madness night nothingness uncertainty unreal | Mohsin Hamid | |
| c8dca5e | I'm interested in things women do that aren't spoken about. Manto's stories let me breathe. They make me feel like less of a monster. | life literature pakistan pakistani saadat-hasan-manto stories taboo women writing | Mohsin Hamid | |
| e070b1b | I look over at my hero shelf and see Philip Levine, Rainer Maria Rilke, Virginia Woolf, Shunryu Suzuki, Adrienne Rich, Pablo Neruda, Subcomandante Marcos, Eduardo Galeano, James Baldwin. These books are, if they are instructions at all, instructions in extending our identities out into the world, human and nonhuman, in imagination as a great act of empathy that lifts you out of yourself, not locks you down into your gender. ("80 Books No Wo.. | books stories | Rebecca Solnit | |
| 8c4aab4 | Western man had relearned-what the rest of the world had never forgotten-that there was nothing sinful in leisure as long as it did not degenerate into mere sloth. | pleasure relax | Arthur C. Clarke | |
| 7b93c34 | If you really want to remove a cloud from your life, you do not make a big production out of it, you just relax and remove it from your thinking. That's all there is to it. | Richard Bach | ||
| 2d03391 | Learning/ is finding out/ what you already know./ Doing is demonstrating that/ you know it./ Teach is reminding others/ that they known just as well as you. Your only/ obligation in any life time/ is to be true to yourself. The simplest questions/ are the most profound./ Where were you born? Where is your home?/ Where are you going?/ What are you doing?/ Think about these/ once in a while, and/ watch your answers/ change. | Richard Bach | ||
| 1c83a97 | No aprendas nada, y el proximo mundo sera igual que este, con las mismas limitaciones y pesos de plomo que superar | life-lessons | Richard Bach | |
| c5b5b19 | Were we, also, hiking along some cosmic journal page? Were the events about us all part of a message we could understand, if only we found the right perspective from which to read them? Somehow, with our long series of miracles, I thought so. | Richard Bach | ||
| 959f24d | To begin with, you've got to understand that a seagull is an unlimited idea of freedom, an image of the Great Gull, and your whole body, from wingtip to wingtip, is nothing more than your thought itself. | richard-bach | Richard Bach | |
| 25ab879 | In the path of our happiness shall we find the learning for which we have chosen this lifetime. | happiness inspirational learning | Richard Bach | |
| a28a2e6 | It's like, at the end, there's this surprise quiz: Am I proud of me? I gave my life to become the person I am right now! Was it worth what I paid? | Richard Bach | ||
| c3bd5de | We are focus-points of consciousness, [...] enormously creative. When we enter the self-constructed hologrammetric arena we call spacetime, we begin at once to generate creativity particles, imajons, in violent continuous pyrotechnic deluge. Imajons have no charge of their own but are strongly polarized through our attitudes and by the force of our choice and desire into clouds of conceptons, a family of very-high-energy particles which may.. | positive-thinking universe | Richard Bach | |
| f42a9b4 | If you bind too strongly to things and people, when they disappear, it will not go maybe even a part of ourselves? | Richard Bach | ||
| d98f4b6 | There was part of me listening that didn't think what I said was fiction. I was making up a true story. | Richard Bach | ||
| e50a364 | Yes,' Spade growled. 'And when you're slapped you'll take it and like it.' He released Cairo's wrist and with a thick open hand struck the side of his face three times savagely. | gumshoe humour | Dashiell Hammett | |
| fc57329 | You always have, I must say, a smooth explanation ready." "What do you want me to do? Learn to stutter?" | Dashiell Hammett | ||
| 776fc5a | The sentiment may perceive and love the universe, but the universe cannot perceive and love the sentiment. The universe sees no distinction between the multitude of creatures and elements which comprise it. All are equal. None is favoured. The universe, equipped with nothing but the materials and the power of creation, continues to create: something of this, something of that. It cannot control what it creates and it cannot, it seems, be co.. | love stars universe | Michael Moorcock | |
| 33c0823 | Why should their pain produce such marvelous beauty? he wonders. Or is all beauty created through pain? Is that the secret of great art, both human and Melnibonen? | elric-of-melnibone fantasy fantasy-fiction | Michael Moorcock | |
| ac3c2cf | What are you doing?" she cried in protest. "Playing," he said, the single word rough, almost guttural." | cam mind-blowing sexy | Linda Howard | |
| 99a19a3 | What a beautiful world it was once. At least a river of it was. | Norman Maclean | ||
| 5bb716d | Ahead and to the west was our ranger station - and the mountains of Idaho, poems of geology stretching beyond any boundaries and seemingly even beyond the world. | geology idaho landscape mountains nature | Norman Maclean | |
| 9c9c9cb | it is not fly fishing if you are not looking for answers to questions. | Norman Maclean | ||
| 97c915e | She was flustered; he could see it in the way she kept twisting her fingers together. Did she think he was going to throw her down on the seat and rape her? After all, he was a renegade Indian, and capable of anything. Then again, the way she looked, maybe this was the most excitement she'd ever had. | Linda Howard | ||
| 920809e | She had always enjoyed her sense of being alone, envisioning herself as a ball that rolled through life, bumping into other lives but not stopping. | lone-wolf rolling-stone | Linda Howard | |
| f6fbe64 | What good is having a friend who's a cop if he won't give me inside information?" "So you can ask him to look at a piece of shit pistol after you've already bought it, and pronounce it a piece of shit." | linda-howard | Linda Howard | |
| dba3989 | I'm Sam Donovan." "I know who you are. Mrs. Kulavich told me. I'm Jaine Bright." "I know. She told me. She even told me how you spell your name." Now, how on earth had Mrs. Kulavich known that?" | Linda Howard | ||
| ab10e04 | He needed a woman. Bad. | Linda Howard | ||
| 765e97c | Was that what it meant to be alive - moving from a brightly lit corridor into a darkened room at every step? Sometimes it felt that way. | future-past future-plans future-present | Kevin Brockmeier | |
| bbc6544 | She had the same responsibility as everybody else did: to live as softly as she could in the world. | Kevin Brockmeier | ||
| 202f0f5 | Sometimes I remember the way I used to be," she said as we sat across the table from each other, "and I'm surprised nobody ever smacked me." I took a long sip of my coffee so that I would not have to answer her. I wanted to tell her that she ought to be more generous to the girl she used to be, if not out of respect for herself, then out of respect for me, or more specifically for the boy I used to be, who loved that girl, after all." | Kevin Brockmeier | ||
| cca480d | Americans and other Westerners who want their families to enjoy the blessings of life in a free society should understand that the life we've led since 1945 in the Western world is very rare in human history. Our children are unlikely to enjoy anything so placid, and may well spend their adult years in an ugly and savage world unless we decide that who and what we are is worth defending. | Mark Steyn | ||
| 593d747 | When the light turns green, you go. When the light turns red, you stop. But what do you do when the light turns blue and orange with lavender spots? | Shel Silverstein | ||
| 25591c5 | I've discovered a way to stay friends forever - There's really nothing to it. I simply tell you what to do And you do it! | friendship poem | Shel Silverstein | |
| eaa0077 | Why don't you mind your own fucking business?" I snapped. "If I want to take my sister to my place of business, that's my own damned business and not any of your business." Was I overusing the word business? Fuck it. "So mind your own business." | MaryJanice Davidson | ||
| 19b948e | I'm in a Roadrunner cartoon, Sinclair. And I'm the coyote. | MaryJanice Davidson | ||
| 1e7009d | I trudged around on the muddy river bottom for half an hour, patiently waiting to drown, before giving up and slogging my way back to shore. | MaryJanice Davidson | ||
| 1eb8cc4 | Yeah, well, it's been a super fun week. And by 'super fun' I mean 'horrible and endless'. | MaryJanice Davidson | ||
| 43ca6a4 | Can you burn me up with holy water? Poke me to death with your crucifix? Pelt me with communion wafers? | MaryJanice Davidson | ||
| a6fb146 | What's amazing is that she was possessed by Satan for almost a year and nobody noticed anything unusual! | humor possessed | MaryJanice Davidson | |
| b2afe45 | You!" she said, stepping forward with a vehement expression and her finger pointed. Heart pounding, I pressed into Al. Funny how he seemed so much safer now. (Newt, Rachel and Al)" | Kim Harrison |