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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 31af982 | It is hard for me to believe in continuous, sustained happiness, just as it is hard for me to believe in love. | Anaïs Nin | ||
| 661623e | No one was ever born without that light or flame of life. Some event, some person stifles or drowns it altogether. I was always tempted to resuscitate such men by my own joyousness or luminosity. When I break glasses in a night club, as the Russians do, when my unconscious breaks out in wild rebellions, it is against life which has crippled these idealistic, romantic men. I respect these men, cold, pure, faithful, devoted, moral, delicate, .. | joy life | Anaïs Nin | |
| 69d2381 | At sixteen Sabina took moon baths, first of all because everyone else took sun baths, and second, she admitted, because she had been told it was dangerous. The effect of moon baths was unknown, but it was intimated that it might be the opposite of the sun's effect. The first time she exposed herself she was frightened. What would the consequences be? | Anaïs Nin | ||
| 8953cf2 | When life becomes too difficult, I turn to my work. I swim into a new region. | Anaïs Nin | ||
| 08dd122 | Last night I wept. I wept because the process by which I have become a woman was painful. I wept because I was no longer a child with a child's blind faith. I wept because my eyes were opened to reality - to Henry's selfishness, June's love of power, my insatiable creativity which must concern itself with other and cannot be sufficient to itself. I wept because I could not believe anymore and I love to believe. I can still love passionately.. | Anaïs Nin | ||
| 33af79c | I was too young to know adult life is full of accidents and interrupted moments and empty beds you climb into and don't climb out of. | Rob Sheffield | ||
| 5429b3d | I knew I would have to relearn how to listen to music, and that some of the music we'd loved together I'd never be able to hear again. | Rob Sheffield | ||
| 78d50dd | I was reading a poem by my idol, Wallace Stevens, in which he said, 'The self is a cloister of remembered sounds.' My first response was, Yesss! How did he know that? It's like he's reading my mind. But my second response was, I need some new sounds to remember. I've been stuck in my little isolation chamber for so long I'm spinning through the same sounds I've been hearing in my head all my life. If I go on this way, I'll get old too fast,.. | Rob Sheffield | ||
| 1fad91c | A full-out rebellion would take a major amount of luck and coordination. The Tech Nos and Domotor looked at me, waiting. No one else would be able to organize both sides. I drew in a deep breath. We had the technology, the intelligence and the people--put enough sheep together and you have a herd, a force to be reckoned with. We needed a leader. | inspirational | Maria V. Snyder | |
| 16a23c5 | And what did you give him in return?"..."My heart." | love valek yelena-zaltana | Maria V. Snyder | |
| f54ccbb | He touched the sword he had taken from the ambush. "Aside from this and the trio of juggling stones, I've nothing but the clothes on my back." Well then, tomorrow we'll go-" "No. Prince Ryne told me to make sure you stay in the manor." "It's just into town to buy you a few things. Surely there won't be any danger at the market." I sensed a softening. "And we'll take along Saul or Odd." No. We'll send one of the caregivers with a shopping li.. | Maria V. Snyder | ||
| 933b960 | Even though we can reach for the outer limits of our temperaments, it can often be better to situate ourselves squarely inside our comfort zones. . . . Once you understand introversion and extroversion as preferences for certain levels of stimulation, you can begin consciously trying to situate yourself in environments favorable to your own personality--neither overstimulating nor understimulating, neither boring nor anxiety-making. You can.. | Susan Cain | ||
| 2523f18 | Gandhi himself ultimately rejected the phrase "passive resistance," which he associated with weakness, preferring satyagraha, the term he coined to mean "firmness in pursuit of truth." | Susan Cain | ||
| cfc75c0 | In other words, introverts are capable of acting like extroverts for the sake of work they consider important, people they love, or anything they value highly. | Susan Cain | ||
| 16f9189 | It's not always so easy, it turns out, to identify your core personal projects. And it can be especially tough for introverts, who have spent so much of their lives conforming to extroverted norms that by the time they choose a career, or a calling, it feels perfectly normal to ignore their own preferences. They may be uncomfortable in law school or nursing school or in the marketing department, but no more so than they were back in middle .. | Susan Cain | ||
| e291dc7 | Women were also urged to work on a mysterious quality called 'fascination.' Coming of age in the 1920's was a competitive business... | Susan Cain | ||
| 1eb8615 | Some people are more certain of everything than I am of anything. --ROBERT RUBIN, | Susan Cain | ||
| fc904a3 | Ericsson says that it takes approximately ten thousand hours of Deliberate Practice to gain true expertise, so it helps to start young. | Susan Cain | ||
| 4c2ae43 | Being sexy is exhausting. | Kristan Higgins | ||
| 14a3149 | With wine beside a gently flowing brook - this is the best; Withdrawn from sorrow in some quiet nook - this is the best | poetry poetry-quotes wine | Hafez | |
| a542e74 | lkny mndh tlk ls`@ tbynt 'nh m mn thm ymkn n yTwyh lnsyn .. m dm Dmyr SHbh ydhkrh .! | الضمير الشفقة | Stefan Zweig | |
| 53ee4f2 | What is a man, anyway? Everything I see around me in popular culture tells me a man is he who screws and kills. But everything I see around me in life tells me a man is he who makes money. | Marilyn French | ||
| e5f14b9 | Male territorial insanity yields only to another male. What a difference the possession of a penis makes! | Marilyn French | ||
| 13b04d0 | A white American can orbit the earth, but a black American can't enter a restroom. | Ken Follett | ||
| ff2e8c0 | Pity, I've learned, is like a fart. You can tolerate your own, but you simply can't stand anyone else's. | funny humour joke pity sad sadness | Jonathan Tropper | |
| c62c666 | coming to the lonely conclusion that the only thing you can ever really know about anyone is that you don't know anything about them at all. | Jonathan Tropper | ||
| cf82ee0 | I was sprawled out in my usual position on the couch, half asleep but entirely drunk, torturing myself by tearing memories out of my mind at random like matches from a book, striking them one at a time and drowsily setting myself on fire. | drink drunk drunkeness fire grief sadness | Jonathan Tropper | |
| 57169bd | As always, the first instant he sees her, he can feel his heart shut down, the way you do in those first moment after impact, or, he supposes, when you're drowning. Love or panic. The two have always been fairly indistinguishable to him. | love one-last-thing-before-i-go | Jonathan Tropper | |
| d2cc3c2 | I whispered to Dad during Rosh Hashanah services, "Do you believe in God?" "Not really," he said. "No." "Then why do we come here?" | Jonathan Tropper | ||
| 418ce21 | At some point you lose sight of your actual parents; you just see a basketful of history and unresolved issues. | Jonathan Tropper | ||
| 3354f75 | The Carpenters had a threshold more solid and extensive than the Great Wall of China. I would not be in the least bit surprised if you could see it from space. | Jim Butcher | ||
| 81d1245 | I leaned into Karrin a little and said, next to her ear, "You ready for this?" "Only a lunatic is ready for this," she said. I could hear her smile as she spoke. Then she turned her head and, before I could react, planted a kiss right on my mouth. I almost fell off the Harley. She drew her head back, flashed me a wicked little smile, and said, "For luck. -style." "You are so hot right now," I told her." | Jim Butcher | ||
| 555a715 | I can disintegrate a virgin's inhibitions at fifty paces, but I can't last two weeks at a job where I'm wearing a stupid hairnet and a paper hat. | Jim Butcher | ||
| 5edbe34 | My brother threw up his hands. "What does a woman need to do, Harry? Rip her clothes off, throw herself on top of you, and shimmy while screaming, 'Do me, baby!'?" he shook his head. "Sometimes you're a frigging idiot." | subtle-hints | Jim Butcher | |
| 4559acd | What goes round comes around. And sometimes you get what's coming around. And sometimes you ARE what's coming around. | Jim Butcher | ||
| 6f07032 | When kind men grow angry, things are about to change. | Jim Butcher | ||
| 4d0bacc | There was a click of high heels in the hall behind us, and a young woman appeared. She was pretty enough, I suspected, but in the tight black dress, black hose, and with her hair slicked back like that, it was sort of threatening. She gave me a slow, cold look and said, "So. I see that you're keeping low company after all, Ravenius." Ever suave, I replied, "Uh. What?" "'Ah-ree," Thomas said. I glanced at him. He put his hand flat on the top.. | jim butcher | ||
| 31b6f1b | Murphy, you rock! Go team Dresden!" "Hey, I'm the one who rocks... Go team Murphy." | Jim Butcher | ||
| a9fe107 | The stupid part is that he isn't interested in... in getting serious. We get along. We have fun together. For him, that's enough. And it's so stupid for me to get hung up on him. | him life love truth | Jim Butcher | |
| d859811 | So," he said. "Mab." I grunted vaguely in reply. "You hit that," Sanya said." | Jim Butcher | ||
| 985f295 | I looked from the gadget-readied spear and body armor to my slender staff of plain old wood and leather duster. "My dick is better than your dick," I said." | Jim Butcher | ||
| c7a459a | Sometimes I get tired of being the guy who is supposed to deal with un-deal-withable situations. | Jim Butcher | ||
| 5154b85 | If your new boss wanted yo on the island, wouldn't she just have told you to go there?" Thomas asked. "Seems like," I said. "Taking her orders is pretty much my job now." Molly snorted softly. "Maybe I'll grow into it," I said. "You don't know." Thomas snorted softly." | Jim Butcher | ||
| 996f228 | I told you," Molly said, never looking toward me. "It's in the past. Leave it there." "You listening to my head, kiddo?" Her mouth twitched. "Only when I want to hear the roar of the ocean." | Jim Butcher |