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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 10afe06 | I do see the good in people, but I also see the bad --- I see it in myself. I know what I'm capable of. Good and bad. It's very imnportant that we make that clear. Just because I often find a way around the darkness doesn't mean tjat I don't know it's there. (Bono) | Bono | ||
| fac3c54 | The more you experience love, the more full of it you should be. But the opposite sometimes happens, because you fear the loss of life. You fear the vulnerability that can take the goodness of it away. This might have happened because when i was just a kid, i had the sense that your whole life can change with a death in the family. It's like they say - at least i say - It's the loss of money that leads to the love of it. You know, the peopl.. | Michka Assayas | ||
| c24cd83 | He scarred her arm...but she did not care because she loved him and she knew that love leaves a wound that leaves a scar. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 3c3c00b | If the demons lie within they travel with you. Everyone thinks their own situation most tragic. I am no exception. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 1056383 | I know from my own experience that suicide is not what it seems. Too easy to try to piece together the fragmented life. The spirit torn in bits so that the body follows. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| d304049 | What I want does exist if I dare to find it. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 83e67d7 | how easy it is to destroy the past and how difficult to forget it. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 8cbf7c7 | In the library I felt better, words you could trust and look at until you understood them, they couldn't change halfway through a sentence like people, so it was easier to spot a lie. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 83fc366 | I was angry. Whoever it is you fall in love with for the first time, not just love but be in love with, is the one who will always make you angry, the one you can't be logical about. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 9570988 | The heart is so easily mocked, believing that the sun can rise twice or that roses bloom because we want them to. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 70207af | If everything I have become were not machine-made I might be able to take the risk of being human with you. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| cc6dbf3 | Passion is sweeter split strand by strand. Divided and re-divided like mercury then gathered up only at the last moment. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| d2d5d78 | Their throats were bare for God. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 3b617cc | Atlas said, 'Must my future be so heavy?' Hera said, 'That is your present, Atlas. Your future hardens every day, but it is not fixed.' 'How can I escape my fate?' 'You must choose your destiny. | fate future mythology | Jeanette Winterson | |
| 658a11f | That night two lovers whispering under the lead canopy of the church were killed by their own passion. Their effusion of words, unable to escape through the Saturnian discipline of lead, so filled the spaces of the loft that the air was all driven away. The lovers suffocated, but when the sacristan opened the tiny door the words tumbled him over in their desire to be free, and were seen flying across the city in the shape of doves. | love passion words | Jeanette Winterson | |
| 19db64b | There is a thin line of me, wavering and not strong, that wants to learn the language of beasts and water and night. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 6c65db4 | What constitutes a problem is not the thing, or the environment where we find the thing, but the conjunction of the two; something unexpected in a usual place (our favorite aunt in our favorite poker parlor) or something usual in an unexpected place (our favorite poker in our favorite aunt). I knew that my sampler was absolutely right in Elsie Norris's front room, but absolutely wrong in Mrs. Virtue's sewing class. Mrs. Virtue should either.. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| fc526ff | The important things happen by chance. Only the rest gets planned. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 56fad68 | And what is enlightenment anyway but delusions we can live with? | enlightenment | Jeanette Winterson | |
| bfc61b3 | I love her." "Then you do not love the Lord." "Yes, I love both of them." "You cannot." "I do." | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 8fff1c2 | The baby explodes into an unknown world that is only knowable through some kind of a story - of course that is how we all live, it's the narrative of our lives, but adoption drops you into the story after it has started. It's like reading a book with the first few pages missing. It's like arriving after curtain up. The feeling that something is missing never, ever leaves you - and it can't, and it shouldn't, because something IS missing. Th.. | birth life longing-for-death narrative nostalgia opening | Jeanette Winterson | |
| 841375e | There is still a popular fantasy, long since disproved by both psychoanalysis and science, and never believed by any poet or mystic, that it is possible to have a thought without a feeling. It isn't. When we are objective we are subjective too. When we are neutral we are involved. When we say 'I think' we don't leave our emotions outside the door. To tell someone not to be emotional is to tell them to be dead. | feelings objectivity subjectivity thinking thoughts | Jeanette Winterson | |
| 17d2944 | There was a man here, lashed himself to a spar as his ship went down, and for seven days and seven nights he was on the sea, and what kept him alive while others drowned was telling himself stories like a madman, so that as one ended another began. On the seventh day he had told all the stories he knew and that was when he began to tell himself as if he were a story, from the earliest beginnings to his green and deep misfortune. The story h.. | light lost saved story | Jeanette Winterson | |
| d7e1c2b | I stretched out my hands, holding the falling sun in one hand, and the climbing moon in the other, my silver and gold, my gift from life. My gift of life. My life is a hesitation in time. An opening in a cave. A gap for a word. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 83753f2 | I kissed her and forgot death. | existentialism kiss lesbian lesbianism love | Jeanette Winterson | |
| 53f6583 | Strange to dream in the right shape and build in the wrong shape, but maybe that is what we do every day, never believing that a dream could tell the truth. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 408c9d4 | Every second the Universe divides into possibilities and most of those possibilities never happen. It is not a uni-verse -- there is more than one reading. The story won't stop, can't stop, it goes on telling itself, waiting for an intervention that changes what will happen next. Love is an intervention. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 43b5459 | Something as straightforward as a difference could lead to something as complex as a breakdown. | complexities differences | Jeanette Winterson | |
| ef82619 | Creative work bridges time because the energy of art is not time-bound. If it were we should have no interest in the art of the past, except as history or documentary. But our interest in art is our interest in ourselves both now and always. Here and forever. There is a sense of the human spirit as always existing. This makes our death bearable. Life + art is a boisterous communion/communication with the dead. It is a boxing match with time.. | creativity death history human-spirit life time | Jeanette Winterson | |
| 06311fd | Disembodied spirits," said his partner, "are not known to use telephones. Neither are spooks, phantoms, or werewolves." "That was in the old days. Why shouldn't they change with the times and be modern, too?" -- | mystery young-adult | Robert Arthur | |
| 7951c4d | a man often meets his destiny running to avoid it, | Joanne M. Harris | ||
| 9692cde | Fiction is a tower of glass built from a million tiny truths, grains of sand fused together to make a single, gleaming lie. | Joanne Harris | ||
| ca980c6 | The air is hot and rich with the scent of chocolate. Quite unlike the white powdery chocolate I knew as a boy, this has a throaty richness like the perfumed beans from the coffee stall on the market, a redolence of amaretto and tiramisu, a smoky, burned flavor that enters my mouth somehow and makes it water. There is a silver jug of the stuff on the counter, from which a vapor rises. I recall that I have not breakfasted this morning. | Joanne Harris | ||
| 10b5087 | When the going gets tough, choose your cliche. | Joanne Harris | ||
| a1a05b2 | Not that a promise means much to a demon - or a god. | Joanne Harris | ||
| 7987337 | Our senses are woefully limited. Our brains are but tiny candles flickering in an infinity of darkness. Our only wisdom is to admit that we cannot understand, and since we cannot understand we must do the best we can with faith. which is our only talent. The greatest act of faith we are capable of is that of loving another more than we love ourselves, and occasionally we can be quite good at it. | love | Barry Hughart | |
| b8c5b9f | Once upon a time there was a musician who slew his four cats, stuffed them in a garbage can, left the building, and went to visit friends. | Günter Grass | ||
| de4b533 | Oh come on, smile. Lisa, Jack... being bisexual is hardly a crime. Best of both worlds, isn't it?' And Ianto pushed her away. 'No,Gwen. No, really it's bloody not. It's the worst of any world because you don't really belong anywhere, because you are never sure of yourself ot those around you. You can't trust in anyone, their motives or their intentions. And because of that, you have, in a world that likes its shiny labels, no true identity. | identity | Gary Russell | |
| fcb72be | Memory is subject to a filtering process that we don't always recognize and can't always control. We remember what we can bear and we block what we cannot. | Sue Grafton | ||
| fcaa7ac | I wish life could be edited as deftly as prose. It would be nice to go back and write a better story, correcting weaknesses and follies in the light of what I now know. What I've noticed though is that any attempt to trim out the dark matter takes away some of the good that was also buried in the muck. The past is a package deal and I don't believe there's a way to tell some of the truth without telling most.Wisdom comes at a price, and I h.. | Sue Grafton | ||
| bd42821 | I believe in the absolute and unlimited liberty of reading. I believe in wandering through the stacks and picking out the first thing that strikes me. I believe in choosing books based on the dust jacket. I believe in reading books because others dislike them or find them dangerous. I believe in choosing the hardest book imaginable. I believe in reading up on what others have to say about this difficult book and then making up my own mind. .. | Jay Allison | ||
| 31cf306 | I'm often asked how I take the criticism directed my way. I have three answers: First, if you choose to be in public life, remember Eleanor Roosevelt's advice and grow skin as thick as a rhinoceros. Second, learn to take criticism seriously but not personally. Your critics can actually teach you lessons your friends can't or won't. I try to sort out the motivation for criticism, whether partisan, ideological, commercial, or sexist, analyze .. | Hillary Rodham Clinton | ||
| 9289cf2 | First, we parents have to back up school authority and quit making excuses for our kids when they misbehave. | Hillary Rodham Clinton | ||
| c09d530 | Knowing what to expect next gives children a sense of security. | Hillary Rodham Clinton |