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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 594de77 | Little jobs require little men, and it's the little jobs that keep a kingdom running. | little-things | David Eddings | |
| 6cf1aef | The quality of student work has definitely gone downhill since they discontinued the use of the whipping post. -Silk | student whipping | David Eddings | |
| ff4caa7 | I want to set the record straight." "The record's never straight, you idiot! Haven't you ever read ? They rewrite the record anytime it doesn't suit them. You're spinning your wheels and exposing your bare fanny for nothing." | naivete orwellian social-work | David Eddings | |
| 7e4f7f7 | The stars were better company anyway. They were very beautiful, and they almost never snored. | nature night outdoors snoring stars | David Eddings | |
| 9b02c2b | The policeman recognized me, but I suppose that's only natural. Silk was going to kill him, but I said no." "Why?" Beldin asked bluntly. "We were in the middle of a busy street for one thing. Killing somebody's the sort of thing you ought to do in private, wouldn't you say?" | David Eddings | ||
| 3f5b74a | A priestess of Avalon does not lie. But I am cast out of Avalon, and for this, and unless it is all to be for nothing, I must lie, and lie well and quickly | arthurian-legend le-fay morgaine morgana | Marion Zimmer Bradley | |
| f42458f | All my life I'd heard people tell their black boys and black girls to "be twice as good," which is to say "accept half as much." | Ta-Nehisi Coates | ||
| 29fdcd1 | Malcolm was the first political pragmatist I knew, the first honest man I'd ever heard. He was unconcerned with making the people who believed they were white comfortable in their belief. If he was angry, he said so. If he hated, he hated because it was human for the enslaved to hate the enslaver, natural as Prometheus hating the birds. He would not turn the other cheek for you. He would not be a better man for you. He would not be your mor.. | Ta-Nehisi Coates | ||
| 156660f | The Dream thrives on generalization, on limiting the number of possible questions, on privileging immediate answers. | Ta-Nehisi Coates | ||
| 121c45a | Good intention" is a hall pass through history, a sleeping pill that ensures the Dream." | Ta-Nehisi Coates | ||
| c70494e | A friend has to be outside my reach, beyond my grasp. And there can be no friendship with someone whom I am not ready to betray: a friend is someone I can betray with love. | Slavoj Žižek | ||
| 9d4a325 | We don't really want to get what we think that we want. I am married to a wife and relationship with her are cold and I have a mistress. And all the time I dream oh my god if my wife were to disappear - I'm not a murderer but let us say- that it will open up a new life with the mistress.Then, for some reason, the wife goes away, you lose the mistress. You thought this is all I want, when you have it there, you turn out it was a much more co.. | marriage people philosophy | Slavoj Žižek | |
| 708c34d | L]iberals insist that children should be given the right to remain part of their particular community, but on condition that they are given a choice. But for, say, Amish children to really have a free choice of which way of life to choose, either their parents' life or that of the "English," they would have to be properly informed on all the options, educated in them, and the only way to do what would be to extract them from their embeddedn.. | Slavoj Žižek | ||
| a85a085 | For Lacan, language is a gift as dangerous to humanity as the horse was to the Trojans: it offers itself to our use free of charge, but once we accept it, it colonizes us. | Slavoj Žižek | ||
| cc53c5f | I love people who play guitars on roofs!" said Rose, hopping along the pavement in one of her sudden happy moods. "Don't you?" "Never knew anyone else who did it!" "Don't you like Tom?" "Of course I do. But I don't know about all the other guitar-on-roof players! They might be really awful people, with just that one good thing about them. Playing guitars on roofs... or bagpipes... Or drums... Sarah would like that, and Saffy could have the .. | family listening music | Hilary McKay | |
| 11ff2bb | 'y shkhS khtr 'n ykwn mkhtlfan kn `rD@an llmDyq@ | Jodee Blanco | ||
| 93e0262 | ymknk 'n tSbH wHydan wtmDy qdman fy Hytk GDban `l~ l`lm 'jm` ; ymknk 'n tsnshyT GDban l~ 'n y'ty lywm ldhy tqtl fyh zmlk . 'w ymknk yjd mkhrjan lHbk Hyth syuqdr Hbk wtkwn mHbwban blmqbl | love | Jodee Blanco | |
| 8d47139 | When it comes to misfortune, we are all selfish at heart, offering up the same prayers: not me, not mine. Not yet. | misfortune | Simon Beckett | |
| b3fa88d | simon: that's disgusting! me: what's disgusting? simon: you know. you put your thing in the place where he, um, defecates. | David Levithan | ||
| 642f6f4 | THE MISCONCEPTION: Memories are played back like recordings. THE TRUTH: Memories are constructed anew each time from whatever information is currently available, which makes them highly permeable to influences from the present. | David McRaney | ||
| 86c6e2a | The Third Person Effect THE MISCONCEPTION: You believe your opinions and decisions are based on experience and facts, while those who disagree with you are falling for the lies and propaganda of sources you don't trust. THE TRUTH: Everyone believes the people they disagree with are gullible, and everyone thinks they are far less susceptible to persuasion than they truly are. | David McRaney | ||
| 0723343 | every single person in the world is fundamentally alone. It's hard, but that's the way it is, and we have to face it. | Irvin D. Yalom | ||
| 57b8453 | But gossip must see its characters in black and white, equip them with sins and motives easily conveyed in the shorthand of conversation. | John le Carré | ||
| 957fb8a | He knew how intelligent men could be broken by the stupidity of their superiors, how weeks of patient work night and day could be cast aside by such a man | John le Carré | ||
| 387075d | Give a man a car of his own and he leaves humility and common sense behind him in the garage. | John le Carré | ||
| bf60842 | With people you see in them what you already know. | John le Carré | ||
| 1c9b47b | Smiley contemplates graffiti:]'Punk is destructive. Society does not need it.' The assertion caused him a moment's indecision. 'Oh, but society does,' he wanted to reply; 'society is an association of minorities. | John le Carré | ||
| 191071f | I used to think it was clever to confuse comedy with tragedy. Now i wish i could distinguish them. | John le Carré | ||
| d1e182e | The monstrosity of this, reaching Smiley through a thickening wall of spiritual exhaustion, left him momentarily speechless. | monstrosity | John le Carré | |
| 6d3d6bb | In Lacon's world, direct questions were the height of bad taste, but direct answers were worse. | John le Carré | ||
| 330e5d9 | A man who lives a part, not to others but alone, is exposed to obvious psychological dangers. In itself the practice of deception is not particularly exacting. It is a matter of experience, a professional expertise. It is a facility most of us can acquire. But while a confidence trickster, a play actor or a gambler can return from his performance to the ranks of his admirers, the secret agent enjoys no such relief. For him, deception is fir.. | political spy thriller | John le Carré | |
| 1b82068 | He was learning to live on several planes at once. The art of it was to forget everything except the ground you stood on and the face you spoke from at that moment. | John le Carré | ||
| bd89fd7 | Few men can resist expressing their appetites when they're making a fantasy about themselves. | John le Carré | ||
| b6f404c | Middle children weep longer than their brothers and sisters. Over her mother's shoulder, stilling her pains and her injured pride, Jackie Lacon watched the party leave. First, two men she had not seen before: one tall, one short and dark. They drove off in a small green van. No one waved to them, she noticed, or even said goodbye. Next, her father left in his own car; lastly a blond, good-looking man and a short fat one in an enormous overc.. | sorrow | John le Carré | |
| 98601d1 | What would it be like really and absolutely to believe? (...) To know, really and absolutely know, that there's a Divine Being not set in time or space who reads your thoughts better than you ever did, and probably before you even have them? To believe that God sends you to war, God bends the path of bullets, decides which of his children will die, or have their legs blown off, or make a few hundred million on Wall Street, depending on toda.. | John le Carré | ||
| 5c47440 | His eyes did not do anything that shock normally describes. No snapping, no slapping, no jolt. Those things happen when you wake from a bad dream, not when you wake into one. | Markus Zusak | ||
| b5906f6 | Can a wolfe be beautiful? | Markus Zusak | ||
| 6b1e5ff | You should give it to Max, Liesel. See if you can leave it on the bedside table, like all the other things." Liesel watched him as if he'd gone insane. "How, though?" Lightly, he tapped her skull with his knuckles. "Memorize it. Then write it down for him." | writing | Markus Zusak | |
| 864adaf | For Liesel Meminger, the early stages of 1942 could be summed up like this: She became thirteen years of age. Her chest was still flat. She had not yet bled. The young man from her basement was now in her bed. ***Q&A*** How did Max Vandenburg end up in liesel's bed? He fell. | fell liesel-meminger max-vandenburg | Markus Zusak | |
| 330fa8a | From a Himmel Street window, he wrote, the stars set fire to my eyes. | Markus Zusak | ||
| eb5f854 | I s'pose, I can't have it all my own way, can I? You can't drown in a person unless they let you. | my-own-way | Markus Zusak | |
| a2e1562 | You can do all manner of underhanded nice things when you have a caustic reputation. | Markus Zusak | ||
| fd26bc1 | No podia hacer nada contra la atraccion que ejercian los libros sobre ella. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 64b428a | For two days I went about my business. I travelled the globe as always, handing souls to the conveyor belt of eternity. | Markus Zusak |