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| e3cc388 | I got up on my feet and went over to the bowl in the corner and threw cold water on my face. After a little while I felt a little better, but very little. I needed a drink, I needed a lot of life insurance. I needed a vacation, I needed a home in the country. What I had was a coat, a hat and a gun. I put them on and went out of the room. | Raymond Chandler | ||
| aee8537 | I didn't mind what she called me, what anybody called me. But this was the room I had to live in. It was all I had in the way of a home. In it was everything that was mine, that had any association for me, any past, anything that took the place of a family. Not much: a few books, pictures, radio, chessmen, old letters, stuff like that. Nothing. Such as they were, they had all my memories. | carmen-sternwood chessmen home memories old-letters past philip-marlowe pictures radio so-noir-it-hurts the-hobart-arms | Raymond Chandler | |
| bbbfe8c | Time makes everything mean and shabby and wrinkled. The tragedy of life, Howard, is not that the beautiful things die young, but that they grow old and mean. | beauty death die grow mean old shabby time tragedy wrinkled young youth | Raymond Chandler | |
| 7d3f9bb | All language begins with speech, and the speech of common men at that, but when it develops to the point of becoming a literary medium it only looks like speech. | Raymond Chandler | ||
| 19f5aa1 | Then she laughed. It was almost a racking laugh. It shook her as the wind shakes a tree. I thought there was puzzlement in it, not exactly surprise, but as if a new idea had been added to something already known and it didn't fit. Then I thought that was too much to get out of a laugh. | Raymond Chandler | ||
| c48c2a9 | I didn't plan to become an atheist. I didn't even want to become an atheist. It's just that I had no choice. If I'm being honest with myself. | Daniel C. Dennett | ||
| d2316be | As the comedian Emo Phillips once said, "When I was a child, I used to pray to God for a bicycle. But then I realized that God doesn't work in that way--so I stole a bike and prayed for forgiveness!" | Daniel C. Dennett | ||
| 6b9efed | Philosophy is questions that may never be answered. Religion is answers that may never be questioned. --Anonymous | Daniel C. Dennett | ||
| ce78107 | You know, if you're hopeful, if you're even a little bit happy about something that might happen, it doesn't affect the outcome. You could still give yourself a period of optimism, even if it all falls apart. | optimism outcomes | Michael Cunningham | |
| 1976128 | She knew she was going to have trouble believing in herself, in the room of her house, and when she glanced over at this new book on her nightstand, stacked atop the one she finished last night, she reached for it automatically, as if reading were the singular and obvious first task of the day, the only viable way to negotiate the transit from sleep to obligation. | Michael Cunningham | ||
| 744e5d5 | How are you feeling, man?" he asks me. "Great," I tell him, and it is purely the truth. Doves clatter up out of a bare tree and turn at the same instant, transforming themselves from steel to silver in the snow-blown light. I know at that moment that the drug is working. Everything before me has become suddenly, radiantly itself. How could Carlton have known this was about to happen? "Oh," I whisper. His hand settles on my shoulder. "Stay l.. | assurance brothers confidence drug-trip drugs reality | Michael Cunningham | |
| b513482 | I suppose at heart it was the haircut that did it; that exploded the ordinary order of things and showed me the possibilities that had been there all along, hidden among the patterns in the wallpaper. In a different age, we used to take acid for more or less the same reason. | change drugs glbtq haircut identity life possibilities | Michael Cunningham | |
| 41eb149 | You know what I am?" he says. "What?" "I'm an ordinary person." "Come on." "I know. Who isn't an ordinary person? How horribly presumptuous to want to be anything else. But I have to tell you. I've been treated as something special for so long and I've tried my hardest to be something special but I'm not, I'm not exceptional, I'm smart enough, but I'm not brilliant and I'm not spiritual or even all that focused. I think I can stand that, bu.. | Michael Cunningham | ||
| 777739b | He's one of those smart, drifty young people who, after certain deliberations, decides he wants to do Something in the Arts but won't, possibly can't, think in terms of an actual job; who seems to imagine that youth and brains and willingness will simply summon an occupation, the precise and perfect nature of which will reveal itself in its own time. | Michael Cunningham | ||
| 86c3aee | Man," he said, "I'm not afraid of graveyards. The dead are just, you know, people who wanted the same things you and I want." "What do we want?" I asked blurrily. "Aw, man, you know," he said. "We just want, well, the same things these people wanted." "What was that?" He shrugged. "To live, I guess," he said." | Michael Cunningham | ||
| 855f2dc | Perfect, that's our plan then. But you'll have to give up being a priest first. I wouldn't want to just sit around whispering and sipping hot chocolate. | priests | Ted Dekker | |
| 5628b8d | You want to forget your pain. I mean to tell you that doing that will only cause you more hurt. - Khai | Ted Dekker | ||
| d3b8fd3 | Not wonderful that you've forgotten, mind you. Wonderful that you have so much to discover. | Ted Dekker | ||
| e56cd10 | And to understand how love unfolds, you must understand how Elyon loves. | Ted Dekker | ||
| e2e35f1 | Cause I don't think we ever really get over our childhood. It's always there, waiting. | Ted Dekker | ||
| 2af5c54 | People reveal their true character when they're off center. | Ted Dekker | ||
| 695fc47 | The sun began to set behind Bethlehem and the beams were breaking through some white and gray clouds. There was a slight and beautiful chill from the autumn air. I gave thanks for that beautiful day and for the fact that the sun does not know Palestinian from Israeli, Christian from Muslim or Jew, and Asian from American or African, and I asked myself: If the sun shines on all of us as one, how much more does the sun's Creator see and love .. | religions spirituality | Ted Dekker | |
| 202b01a | Nothing was worse than reading too late and falling asleep two or three pages into a novel. | Ted Dekker | ||
| 0a3d418 | Valerik spit to one side. "We laugh at religion's brand of love, forms and rules that keep the poor feeding from the church's coffers. It is in deed." "I agree. That kind of love is porcelain-coated balls of dung. But what of true affection?..." | Ted Dekker | ||
| b4236f5 | Even our parents seemed to agree more and more with the television version of things, listening to the reporters' inanities as though they could tell us the truth about our own lives. | philosophical the-virgin-suicides | Jeffrey Eugenides | |
| 2d23fa8 | Dukakis." A name with more than two vowels in it running for President! The last time that had happened was Eisenhower (who looked good on a tank). Generally speaking, Americans like their presidents to have no more than two vowels. Truman. Johnson. Nixon. Clinton. If they have more than two vowels (Reagan), they can have no more than two syllables. Even better is one syllable and one vowel: Bush. Had to do that twice." | Jeffrey Eugenides | ||
| 0d3eaa3 | This, Tolstoy says, is our human predicament: we're the man clutching the branch. Death awaits us. There is no escape. And so we distract ourselves by licking whatever drops of honey come within our reach. | Jeffrey Eugenides | ||
| 8ddb5bc | Where else would she feel more comfortable than in this subterranean realm where people wrote down what they couldn't say, where they gave voice to their most shameful longings and knowledge? | Jeffrey Eugenides | ||
| 2c9dfee | the novel had reached its apogee with the marriage plot and had never recovered from its disappearance. In the days when success in life had depended on marriage, and marriage had depended on money, novelists had had a subject to write about. The great epics sang of war, the novel of marriage. Sexual equality, good for women, had been bad for the novel. And divorce had undone it completely. What would it matter whom Emma married if she coul.. | Jeffrey Eugenides | ||
| 7989995 | She lost much of her appetite. At night, an invisible hand kept shaking her awake every few hours. Grief was physiological, a disturbance of the blood. Sometimes a whole minute would pass in nameless dread - the bedside clock ticking, the blue moonlight coating the window like glue - before she`d remember the brutal fact that had caused it. | Jeffrey Eugenides | ||
| ae8ce9b | Mitchell had answered that, as far as he understood them, mystical experiences were significant only to the extent that they changed a person's conception of reality, and if that changed conception led to a change in behavior and action, a loss of ego. | Jeffrey Eugenides | ||
| d79291b | But this was the thought of a depressive. An aspiring depressive, at the time. That was the odd thing about Leonard's disease, the almost pleasurable way it began. At first his dark moods were closer to melancholy than to despair. There was something enjoyable about wandering around the city alone, feeling forlorn. There was even a sense of superiority, of being right, in not liking the things other kids liked. | Jeffrey Eugenides | ||
| 94663d9 | Maybe the best proof that the language is patriarchal is that it oversimplifies feeling. I'd like to have at my disposal complicated hybrid emotions. Germanic traincar constructions like, say, "the happiness that attends disaster." Or: "the disappointment of sleeping with one's fantasy". I'd like to show how "intimations of mortality brought on by aging family members" connects with "the hatred of mirrors that begins in middle age." | Jeffrey Eugenides | ||
| fad5094 | Mr. da Silva had a relevant quotation for everything that happened to him and in this way evaded real life. | Jeffrey Eugenides | ||
| 122edc5 | There had never been a funeral in our town before, at least not during our lifetimes. The majority of dying had happened during the Second World War when we didn't exist and our fathers were impossibly skinny young men in black-and-white photographs--dads on jungle airstrips, dads with pimples and tattoos, dads with pinups, dads who wrote love letters to the girls who would become our mothers, dads inspired by K rations, loneliness and glan.. | Jeffrey Eugenides | ||
| 91ce2c6 | Unlike depression, melancholy does not have a specific cause. It is an aspect of temperament, perhaps genetically based. One may emerge from the hypo, as Lincoln did, but melancholy is an indelible part of one's nature. | melancholy | Doris Kearns Goodwin | |
| 3f982fa | On the return trip, they passed a brigade of black soldiers, who rushed forward to greet the president, "screaming, yelling, shouting: 'Hurrah for the Liberator; Hurrah for the President.' " Their "spontaneous outburst" moved Lincoln to tears, "and his voice was so broken by emotion" that he could hardly reply." | Doris Kearns Goodwin | ||
| 915b433 | As he had done so many times before, Lincoln withstood the storm of defeat by replacing anguish over an unchangeable past with hope in an uncharted future. | Doris Kearns Goodwin | ||
| 3928f0f | That's really what grief has taught me. That I can survive. I used to be afraid that if I experienced grief it would overcome me and I wouldn't be able to survive the flood of it, that if I actually felt it I wouldn't be able to get back up. It's taught me that I can feel it and it won't swallow me whole. But we come from a culture where we think people have to be strong. I'm a big believer in being vulnerable, open to grief. That is streng.. | Elisabeth Kübler-Ross | ||
| 8de1c3e | Religious disintegration began with colonization. | Eduardo Galeano | ||
| 8cfccdf | One man asked another on the death of a mutual friend, "How much did he leave?" His friend responded, "He left it all." | Stephen R. Covey | ||
| 4db971d | The more aware we are of our basic paradigms, maps, or assumptions, and the extent to which we have been influenced by our experience, the more we can take responsibility for those paradigms, examine them, test them against reality, listen to others and be open to their perceptions, thereby getting a larger picture and a far more objective view. | stephen-r-covey | Stephen R. Covey | |
| 80ef3e3 | If I make deposits into an Emotional Bank Account with you through courtesy, kindness, honesty, and keeping my commitments to you, I build up a reserve. Your trust toward me becomes higher, and I can call upon that trust many times if I need to. I can even make mistakes and that trust level, that emotional reserve, will compensate for it. My communication may not be clear, but you'll get my meaning anyway. You won't make me "an offender for.. | Stephen R. Covey | ||
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