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| e2e6a00 | Clell, Gillman and I are joined by the wee chinky bird with the toff's English-Yank accent. It keeps fuckin well changing. Probably been tae posh schools all over the world. I hate those privileged cunts. They think that you're fuck all, that they can use you tae clean up their shite, and in fact, most of the time they are spot-on. What they don't know though, is that you're always lurking in the shadows. The opportunity to pounce usually n.. | Irvine Welsh | ||
| c1a4aad | Disnae matter if it's Mickey Platini or Franco Begbie, they will aw just have tae wait. | Irvine Welsh | ||
| 0b3cf8b |
Che c'e?>> gli chiese Kibby, notando il suo sorriso contemplativo. < |
Irvine Welsh | ||
| 4128eb0 | There's nae reasoning wi some cats. You say 'reason', they mew 'treason'. Ken? | Irvine Welsh | ||
| 387f5e9 | It seems to go beyond our personal junk circumstances; a brilliant metaphor for our times. | trainspotting | Irvine Welsh | |
| 00bb5b0 | vig'ac` kuana dedaberi (eget`ebs, dg'is am monakvet`shi, qovelt`vis gadaeqrebi avtobusebshi), mz'g'ols tvins uchams uazro shekit`xvebit` avtobusebze da mat` marshrutebze. ert`i unda cakuzo da tqvnashi amoxado suli, mag ch`at`laxs!.. ch`umi risxvisgan lamis davixrch`o, roc`a mis axvrul egoizms da mz'g'olis misdami gulch`vil damokidebulebas vxedav. axalgazrdebis z'almomreobaze ro bazroben xolme amdens, am p`sutiani bebrebis p`sik`ologiur z'al.. | Irvine Welsh | ||
| c5d938c | Then she put it back in the bag and pulled out the bone-handled razor. Opened the blade. How light and lethal it felt in her hand. Allison rolled her sleeve up over her biceps and cut across the vein and artery. Warm blood splashed onto the tiled floor. Mum... It felt good, like the pain in her was leaking out with the blood, like a terrible pressure was being removed. It was soothing. She slid down the wall. Mum... But as she was there, th.. | Irvine Welsh | ||
| 9c15d42 | Male love circuits get an extra kick when stress levels are high. After an intense physical challenge, for instance, males will bond quickly and sexually with the first willing female they lay eyes on. Women, by contrast, will rebuff advances or expressions of affection and desire when under stress. The reason may be that the stress hormone cortisol blocks oxytocin's action in the female brain, abruptly shutting off a woman's desire for sex.. | Louann Brizendine | ||
| 4fc020d | We are being punished, that's all." "What for?" he demanded, already on guard because there was a tone in her voice he hated. "For presuming. For thinking we could be happy. Happy because we decided we would be." | Doris Lessing | ||
| c38089a | As Marshall McLuhan pointed out, we've become so removed from reality that we're starting to prefer artificiality. | page-196 simulacra | Adam Leith Gollner | |
| dc0903f | I asked Phil Prentiss what he would do if they never got a baby and he said they'd die with a lot of excess love in their hearts...." "And let's not," Jack said. "Let's spend every drop. On the kids, on our families, on your patients, on the town. On people we don't know yet and the ones who have been our good friends forever. On each other. Let's spend our last drop as we're taking our last breaths." -- | Robyn Carr | ||
| 1b47d1e | Writing is so much more problematic than drawing, full of moral pitfalls, ambiguity, public responsibility. If you record a day of your life, does the decision to do so change the shape of the day? One of Doris Lessing's days in The Golden Notebook is fifty-four pages long. It's complete; the rest are summaries - the "impression" of a day foisted artfully upon the reader by providing a few details. Fiction is made this way - as lineal persp.. | Kate Millett | ||
| fa71296 | This world is run by people who know how to do things. They know how things work. They are *equipped.* Up there, there's a layer of people who run everything. But we -- we're just peasants. We don't understand what's going on, and we can't do anything. ...You, running about playing at revolutions, playing little games, thinking you're important. You're just peasants, you'll never *do* anything. | Doris Lessing | ||
| 0493fca | We had a kind of pity for each other; we were both afflicted permanently with a feeling of sad helplessness because we were unable to make each other happy in this way. But nothing stopped us from choosing other partners. We did not. That I did not, isn't surprising, because of that quality in me I call lethargy, or curiosity, which always keeps me in a situation long after I should leave it. | Doris Lessing | ||
| 50fc0c3 | you can only value something if you've experienced it. | Doris Lessing | ||
| 15fd1c2 | We are all of us, to some degree or another, brainwashed by the society we live in. We are able to see this when we travel to another country, and are able to catch a glimpse of our own country with foreign eyes.. the best we can hope for is that a kindly friend from another culture will enable us to look at our culture with dispassionate eyes. | culture doris-lessing indoctrination truth | Doris Lessing | |
| 36bb012 | But when you get down to it, it's all a lie. You sit here writing and writing, but no one can see it--that's arrogant, I told you so before. And you aren't even honest enough to let yourself be what you are--everything's divided off and split up. So what's the use of patronising me and saying: You're in a bad phase. If you're not in a bad phase, then it's because you can't be in a phase, you take care to divide yourself into compartments. I.. | Doris Lessing | ||
| dc23ed6 | Women often get dropped from memory, and then history. | politics women | Doris Lessing | |
| 6f0413a | A line only gets grace when it curves, you know. | Leif Enger | ||
| f48d4df | She told us about the goddess called Persephone, who was forced to spend half a year in the darkness deep underground. Winter happened when she was trapped inside the earth. The days shrank, they became cold and short and dark. Living things hid themselves away. Spring came when she was released and made her slow way up to the world again. The world became brighter and bolder in order to welcome her back. It began to be filled with warmth a.. | life myth nature persephone return seasons spring winter | David Almond | |
| 6782ebe | This might be heaven! We might be living in heaven right now! And we might be the angels! | David Almond | ||
| 7c7a9c0 | Some say that you should turn your face from the light of the moon. They say it makes you mad. I turn my face towards it and I laugh. Make me mad, I whisper. Go on, make Mina mad. I laugh again. Some people think that she's already mad, I think. | madness moon moonlight nonconformity weirdness | David Almond | |
| 13a85cd | Look at the earth and you think it's solid," he said. "But look deeper and you'll see it's riddled with tunnels. A warren. A labyrinth." | David Almond | ||
| 115715b | It happened so long ago I can't even be sure it happened as I say it did. Stories change in the telling, memory makes up as much as it knows. We were very small. The things we saw were all mixed up with the things we dreamed and the things we were scared of. | david-almond | David Almond | |
| c3b67be | It was the strangest things, how happiness came out of nowhere and inflated your soul. | Kate DiCamillo | ||
| cbe33a1 | The sound of the king's music made Despereaux's soul grow large and light inside of him. | Kate DiCamillo | ||
| 657266b | She said the words, and then she had a strange moment of seeing them, hanging there over her head. "You're going to vacuum up that squirrel!" thought Flora. " -- | sentences speaking squirrels vacuums words | Kate DiCamillo | |
| e1879af | Are you a man or a mouse? | Kate DiCamillo | ||
| 276e0d6 | Stories are light. | stories | Kate DiCamillo | |
| 8a4f9ea | Her words sounded the way all those things made him feel, as if the world, the real world, had been punched through, so that he could see something wonderful and dazzling on the other side of it. | Kate DiCamillo | ||
| df4fb1a | Go ahead, Marlene, thought Edward. Push me around. Do with me as you will. What does it matter? I am broken. Broken. | Kate DiCamillo | ||
| 46ba58d | People are freer in America. But there are more tears. | Avi | ||
| 0104236 | Something Zachariah told me filled my mind and excited my heart: "A Sailor," he said, "chooses the wind that takes the ship from safe port......but winds have a mind of their home." | Avi | ||
| 4c08bba | Yes, it is hard to discover a truth. But it is much harder to be unable to do anything about it. It's as if you know for certain a building will collapse and not one soul--not even those within--will listen to your warning. Hearing truth makes many deaf. | Avi | ||
| e4390d0 | But how nice it is that one can come to know someone just through correspondence, and become really passionate friends. | Julia Child | ||
| 06927c8 | No sign of pleasure greeted the announcement. The mood in the hall was leaden. My mood was livelier. Fright is livelier than lead. | Gail Carson Levine | ||
| 71b271c | Everyone else reached the Shores of Sleep, but I remained oceans away. | sleep | Gail Carson Levine | |
| 3da0f02 | I can see that. She is lovely, very different from you. Oh, my clumsy tongue." Vollys's bells clanged. "You are lovely too, but in a quieter way. In temperament I see that you are different as well. She could lead a charge, but you could last a siege. This is fascinating, little Adelina. The more I look at her, the more clearly I see you. You may be a worthier opponent than even my Willard was." | Gail Carson Levine | ||
| 42ae341 | Everyone called it losing Mother, but she wasn't lost. She was gone, and no matter where I went -- another town, another country, Fairyland, or Gnome Caverns -- I wouldn't find her | Gail Carson Levine | ||
| 7915d00 | Women have always been healers. They were the unlicensed doctors and anatomists. They were abortionists, nurses and counselors. They were the pharmacists, cultivating healing herbs, and exchanging the secrets of their uses. They were midwives, traveling from home to home and village to village. For centuries women were doctors without degrees, barred from books and lectures, learning from each other, and passing on experience from neighbor .. | Barbara Ehrenreich Deirdre English | ||
| 5401b15 | This tiger is sprawled So still and so flat, A question arises When glancing thereat. Is he asleep? to be Perfectly frank, He looks more as if He was creamed by a tank! | napping naps poetry tiger | Bill Watterson | |
| 8f856a6 | Calvin: I'm being educated against my will! My rights are being trampled! Hobbes: Is it a right to remain ignorant? Calvin: I don't know, but I refuse to find out! | Bill Watterson | ||
| f70499d | S...For Stupendous! T...For Tiger, ferocity of! U...For Underwear, Red! P...For Power, Incredible! E...For excellent physique! N...For...Um...Something..Hm, well, I'll come back to that... D...For Determination! U...For...Wait, How do you spell this? Is it "I"??" | super-heroes | Bill Watterson | |
| 858a6cd | Mom says death is as natural as birth, and it's all part of the life cycle. She says we don't really understand it, but there are many things we don't understand, and we just have to do the best we can with the knowledge we have. I guess that makes sense. | Bill Watterson |