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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 41c18b0 | The wilderness] had caressed him, and--lo!--he had withered; it had taken him, loved him, embraced him, got into his veins, consumed his flesh, and sealed his soul to its own by the inconceivable ceremonies of some devilish initiation. | Joseph Conrad | ||
| 9d6eccc | Toward early morning he woke, sat up quickly and looked about him. It was still dark and the fire had long since died, still dark and quiet with that silence that seems to be of itself listening, an astral quiet where planets collide soundlessly, beyond the auricular dimension altogether. He listened. Above the black ranks of trees the mid-summer sky arched cloudless and coldly starred. He lay back and stared at it and after a while he slep.. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| 14bfd20 | In a world darksome as this'n I believe a blind man ort to be better sighted than most. | blindness darksome | Cormac McCarthy | |
| caf2e76 | You don't know shit from apple butter. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| 7d3f50b | A dream inside a dream might not be a dream. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| aaf7ab4 | Ten thousand dreams ensepulchred within their crozzled hearts. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| 0f25fcd | in that cold autistic dark. | life-and-death | Cormac McCarthy | |
| a2e01e6 | The judge placed his hands on the ground. He looked at his inquisitor. This is my claim, he said. And yet everywhere upon it are pockets of autonomous life. Autonomous. In order for it to be mine nothing must be permitted to occur upon it save by my dispensation. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| 553a288 | Now call down your dark and your cold and be damned. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| 89351c4 | The wicked know that if the ill they do be of sufficient horror that men will not speak against it. That men have just enough stomach for small evils and only these will they oppose. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| d51860a | Somewhere in the world is the most invincible man. Just as somewhere is the most vulnerable. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| 5ca335c | I'd rather to make a good run as a bad stand. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| e341494 | He walked out into the road and stood. The silence. The salitter drying from the earth. The mudstained shapes of flooded cities burned to th waterline. At a crossroads a ground set with dolmen stones where the spoken bones of oracles lay moldering. No sound but the wind. What will you say? A living man spoke these lines? He sharpened a quill with his small pen knife to scribe these things in sloe or lampblack? At some reckonable and entable.. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| 2f64332 | Frisbee people won't let it go. My theory is that this is because there's a huge overlap between people who are good at Frisbee and people who do Teach for America. | Mindy Kaling | ||
| 86cbc6d | I want a guy who wants to curl up on a Friday night and watch Netflix. He can even pick the show. I mean, ideally, it's serialized and female-driven, | Mindy Kaling | ||
| 0c18bf7 | How is your love life, Minz?" she would ask hungrily, hoping to be entertained by raunchy details. I had none. "Um, you know. So hard to meet guys," I answered vaguely, hoping my lack of a sex life would seem mysterious and not pathetic." | Mindy Kaling | ||
| fd371cc | I've always loved clothes. Like any normal woman, I would see a dress, buy it, rip the tags off with my teeth, save the buttons for ten to twelve years in a drawer, and wear it to work. | Mindy Kaling | ||
| bb6d720 | The horrible ugliness of this exposure of a sick and guilty heart to the very eye that would gloat over it! | guilty-conscience vulnerability | Nathaniel Hawthorne | |
| cba24c5 | The mind is in a sad state when Sleep, the all-involving, cannot confine her spectres within the dim region of her sway, but suffers them to break forth, affrighting this actual life with secrets that perchance belong to a deeper one. | subconscious | Nathaniel Hawthorne | |
| 1054299 | To plant a family! This idea is at the bottom of most of the wrong and mischief which men do. The truth is, that, once in every half century, at longest, a family should be merged into the great, obscure mass of humanity, and forget all about its ancestors. | ancestors assimilation family family-line heritage | Nathaniel Hawthorne | |
| 986b705 | It was as if she had been made afresh out of new elements, and must perforce be permitted to live her own life and be a law unto herself without her eccentricities being reckoned to her for a crime. | otherness unique | Nathaniel Hawthorne | |
| 8356ccf | Strength is incomprehensible by weakness, and, therefore, the more terrible. | Nathaniel Hawthorne | ||
| a0ea8e6 | There was a warmth of fury in his last phrases. He meant she loved him more than he her. Perhaps he could not love her. Perhaps she had not in herself that which he wanted. It was the deepest motive of her soul, this self-mistrust. It was so deep she dared neither realise nor acknowledge. Perhaps she was deficient. Like an infinitely subtle shame, it kept her always back. If it were so, she would do without him. She would never let herself .. | relationships | D. H. Lawrence | |
| 051ba2b | You know, he said, with an effort, 'if one person loves, the other does.' ...'I hope so, because if it were not, love might be a very terrible thing,' she said. 'Yes, but it is - at least with most people,' he answered. | D.H. Lawrence | ||
| 6383bb4 | The dead don't die. They look on and help. | love-quotes | D.H. Lawrence | |
| 7d77020 | Thank God I've got a woman! Thank God I've got a woman who is with me, and tender and aware of me. Thank God she's not a bully, nor a fool. Thank God she's a tender, aware woman. | D.H. Lawrence | ||
| 76d8bc3 | Life, it has been agreed by everyone whose opinion is worth consulting, is the only fit subject for novelist or biographer; life, the same authorities have decided, has nothing whatever to do with sitting still in a chair and thinking. Thought and life are as the poles asunder. Therefore -- since sitting in a chair and thinking is precisely what Orlando is doing now -- there is nothing for it but to recite the calendar, tell one's beads, bl.. | d h-lawrence intellectualism sexism writing | Virginia Woolf | |
| f63d3be | How she loved to listen when he thought only the horse could hear. | D.H. Lawrence | ||
| 0c1c0be | Somewhere, deep down him, he was scared, he was born scared. And those who are born with fear are natural slaves, whose profund instint leads to dread, with poisonous fear, all of those who suddenly can possibly cut loose the slave colar around their necks. | D.H. Lawrence | ||
| 842402d | The world is a raving idiot, and no man can kill it: though I'll do my best. | D. H. Lawrence | ||
| d096515 | From the old wood came an ancient melancholy, somehow soothing to her, better than the harsh insentience of the outer world. She liked the inwardness of the remnant of forest, the unspeaking reticence of the old trees. They seemed a very power of silence, and yet a vital presence. They, too, were waiting: obstinately, stoically waiting, and giving off a potency of silence. | silence | D.H. Lawrence | |
| f66bd1e | She came upon a bankside of lavender crocuses. The sun was on them for the moment, and they were opened flat, great five-pointed, seven-pointed lilac stars, with burning centres, burning with a strange lavender flame, as she had seen some metal burn lilac-flamed in the laboratory of the hospital at Islington. All down and oak-dry bankside they burned their great exposed stars. And she felt like going down on her knees and bending her forehe.. | D.H. Lawrence | ||
| d52be61 | Eles se disseram, assim eles dois, coisas grandes em palavras pequenas, ti a mim, me a ti, e tanto. Contudo, e felizes, alguma outra coisa se agitava neles, confusa - assim rosa-amor-espinhos-saudade. | João Guimarães Rosa | ||
| 46ff99f | and my coffee is Blue Mountain and I drink it black, which is unusual for a teenage girl, but it's definitely the way good coffee should be drunk if you have any respect for the bitter beans. | Ruth Ozeki | ||
| f18808c | Few boys have been as fortunate as I, raised into manhood with only the gentlest of words and blandishments in my ears and the kindest of caresses upon my person, by a mother who sheltered us from everything that is harsh and ugly in this world. I was spoiled, utterly unprepared for cruelty, and perhaps this sounds like I'm complaining, but I'm not! You mustn't think I blame you. I'm afraid I must sound like the most ungrateful son in the w.. | Ruth Ozeki | ||
| 5a06f34 | When you beat a drum, you create NOW, when silence becomes a sound so enormous and alive it feels like you're breathing in the clouds and the sky, and your heart is the rain and the thunder. | music now present present-moment time time-passing | Ruth Ozeki | |
| 9c3bd4e | Ignorance." In this root sense, ignorance is an act of will, a choice that one makes over and over again, especially when information overwhelms and knowledge has become synonymous with impotence." | Ruth Ozeki | ||
| 0672b33 | But shame is not a pleasant feeling, and some Japanese politicians are always trying to change our children's history textbooks so that these genocides and tortures are not taught to the next generation. By changing our history and our memory, they try to erase all our shame. | Ruth Ozeki | ||
| 89742ae | Nowadays, in modern technological culture, sometimes we hear people complain that nothing feels real anymore. Everything in the modern world is plastic or digital or virtual. But I say, that was always life! That is life itself! Plato discussed that things in this life are only shadows of forms. So this is what I mean by the changing and unreal feeling of life. | Ruth Ozeki | ||
| 867451b | He'd meant to forgive his brother, maybe even imagined he had. He'd also meant to learn to trust him, but instead merely fell into the habit of waiting for him to fuck up again. | Richard Russo | ||
| b4a5c00 | To his surprise he...discovered that it was possible to be good at what you had little interest in, just as it had been possible to be bad at something...that you cared about a great deal. | Richard Russo | ||
| ea2d392 | he had to comfort himself with the firm conviction that most of what he objected to in Mohawk and the world at large was not the result of people reading the wrong books, but rather of not reading any at all. | Richard Russo | ||
| bc05626 | I must be losing patience with my fellow humans," Miss Beryl went on. "Anymore I'm all for executing people who are mean to children. I used to favor just cutting off their feet. Now I want to rid the world of them completely. If this keeps up I'll be voting Republican soon." | Richard Russo | ||
| 62ebc20 | Knowing and knowing what to do about it were two different things. | Richard Russo |