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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 9bf6970 | The last of the cherry blossom. On the tree, it turns ever more perfect. And when it's perfect, it falls. And then of course once it hits the | perfect philosophy | David Mitchell | |
| bd77ae0 | Yet what is any ocean but a multitude of drops? | David Mitchell | ||
| 1cfabaf | Your place does keep you sane, but can also keep you lonely. | David Mitchell | ||
| d974a1b | Any society's upper-crust is riddled with immorality, how else d'you think they keep their power? Reputation is king of the public sphere, not private. It is dethroned by public acts. | private public reputation society | David Mitchell | |
| f06de17 | science devises ever bloodier means of war until humanity's powers of destruction overcome our powers of creation and our civilisation drives itself to extinction. | science war | David Mitchell | |
| 4860dae | one fine day, a purely predatory world shall consume itself. Yes, the Devil shall take the hindmost until the foremost is the hindmost. In an individual, selfishness uglifies the soul; for the human species, selfishness is extinction | David Mitchell | ||
| 2797646 | Conduct your life in such a way that, when your train breaks down in the eve of your years, you have a warm, dry car driven by a loved one - or a hired one, it matters not - to take you home. | David Mitchell | ||
| 250a565 | Y cuando exhales el ultimo suspiro, solo entonces, te daras cuenta de que tu vida no ha sido mas que una minuscula gota en un oceano infinito! Y sin embargo, ?que es un oceano sino una multitud de gotas? | humanidad humanity spanish | David Mitchell | |
| d7f7fa6 | London is a language. I guess all places are. | place | David Mitchell | |
| 93564cb | Finally, I've reached the grandfather clock. Its face has no hands, only the words TIME IS, TIME WAS, TIME IS NOT. Highly metaphysical; deeply useless. | David Mitchell | ||
| ab5cacf | There's something fishy about Google's motto, "Don't Be Evil." I'm not saying it's controversial but it makes you think, "Why bring that up? Why have you suddenly put the subject of being evil on the agenda?" It's suspicious in the same way as Ukip constantly pointing out how racist they're not -" | David Mitchell | ||
| 307fc0a | Remember: What Cupid gives, Cupid takes away. | David Mitchell | ||
| d70be72 | Fire's the sun, unwindin' itself out o' the wood. | fire wood | David Mitchell | |
| 1c1c34d | she thinks, | David Mitchell | ||
| ebf3f0b | You can teach someone a skill but you can't teach them spirit. | Kevin Crossley-Holland | ||
| ec40843 | Yet some would say, why women's history at all? Surely men and women have always shared a world, and suffered together all its rights and wrongs? It is a common belief that whatever the situation, both sexes faced it alike. But the male peasant, however cruelly oppressed, always had the right to beat his wife. The black slave had to labor for the white master by day, but he did not have to service him by night as well. This grim pattern con.. | Rosalind Miles | ||
| b86a75b | I think we are doing poor sex education if we don't look at how erotic behavior actually takes place, and offer people interventions that are reasonable. - Pat Califia | sex-education | Tristan Taormino | |
| df8d7cc | Anything more than friendship with her would destroy his chances of taking the throne. But every time one of them had fallen - in the snows of the Alps, in Istanbul, on the stormy topside, in that dusty canyon - the other had been there to pick them up. She couldn't imagine Alek leaving her for some daft crown and scepter. | Scott Westerfeld | ||
| a1d0eef | Typographical laziness was slowly destroying our culture, according to Lexa and her pals. Inexactitude was death. | Scott Westerfeld | ||
| bfdb318 | Deryn had been there every step of the way. "We are connected, aren't we?" "Aye," she said, still chewing. "And for us to meet at all, I had to pretend to be a boy. Fancy that." "Barking destiny," Bovril said, then burped. Alek put his hands up in surrender. There were worse things than being connected to Deryn Sharp. In fact, the simple fact that she was smiling sent a wave of relief through him--she was his ally again, his friend. Pro.. | Scott Westerfeld | ||
| 85aff64 | I kissed him once," she whispered. | love scott westerfeld | Scott Westerfeld | |
| 37eec32 | There was something magic in their large perfect eyes, something that made you pay attention | Scott Westerfeld | ||
| a9f5bb6 | Sometimes Tally felt she could almost accept brain damage if it meant a life without reconstituted noodles. | Scott Westerfeld | ||
| 24a31f0 | Nature can blow me. | Scott Westerfeld | ||
| 5c6dfe1 | So my foolhardiness has produced the correct strategy, Count?" "Even a stopped clock is right twice a day." | Scott Westerfeld | ||
| 0d18a05 | I make it a policy never to appear surprised" - Dr Barlow" -- | Scott Westerfeld | ||
| b593359 | Do you love him?" Deryn swallowed, then pointed at the screen. "He makes me feel like that. Like flying." "Then, you have to tell him." "I told you, I kissed him!" "It's hardly the same. I kissed you, after all. That wasn't love, Mr. Sharp." "Aye, and what exactly was it?" "Curiosity." Lilit smiled. "And as I said, you're quite a dashing boy." "But I'm pretty sure Alek doesn't want a dashing boy!" "You can't be sure until you ask." Deryn sh.. | gender-stereotypes | Scott Westerfeld | |
| a99795e | Its powers?' Dallben answered with a sad smile. 'My dear boy, this is a bit of metal hammered into a rather unattractive shape; it could better have been a pruning hook or a plow iron. Its powers? Like all weapons, only those held by him who wields it. What yours may be, I can in no wise say. | dallben sword taren | Lloyd Alexander | |
| f668bfc | Children's literature is considerably more functional than a good portion of adult literature. If I were cynical, I might say: Children's books are written to be read; adult books are written to be talked about at cocktail parties. | children-s-literature kids-books | Lloyd Alexander | |
| 4fee85b | we learn more by looking for the answer to a question and not finding it than we do from learning the answer itself. | Lloyd Alexander | ||
| 270dd07 | Gwydion stood as a wolf at bay, his green eyes glittering, his teeth bared. | Lloyd Alexander | ||
| 95f7eab | For the odd thing about wisdom is the more you use it the more it grows; and the more you share, the more you gain. You'd be amazed how few understand that. | dallben orddu wisdom | Lloyd Alexander | |
| 4fd57a9 | Keep out of this," Lucian said. "I'm not smiting anybody." "You're showing mercy." Catch-a-Tick nodded. "That's heroic, too. But not as good as smiting." | mercy smiting | Lloyd Alexander | |
| f78ab55 | The ocean filled the footprints where a boy and cat had stood. | cat footprints ocean | Lloyd Alexander | |
| 6203484 | Is a man truly what he see himself to be?' 'Only if what he sees is true. | man preception truth | Lloyd Alexander | |
| bcf3541 | Every morning I was renewed, though. Air and light healed me, over and over. I got to where I depended on it. When I was feeling my worst, I would step out into the yard and put my hands on the branches of the little redbud. It made me feel like I was saying a prayer, to do this. I know that sounds like foolishness, but that little tree was like an altar for me. I stood there in the cold of early winter, wishing for the redbud to bear leave.. | prayer trees | Silas House | |
| 08f3f72 | She felt the snake between her breasts, felt him there, and loved him there, coiled, the deep tumescent S held rigid, ready to strike. She loved the way the snake looked sewn onto her V-neck letter sweater, his hard diamondback pattern shining in the sun. It was unseasonably hot, almost sixty degrees, for early November in Mystic, Georgia, and she could smell the light musk of her own sweat. She liked the sweat, liked the way it felt, slick.. | Harry Crews | ||
| 3f6a188 | There's nothing wrong in doubting. It sometimes leads to greater faith. | Anne McCaffrey | ||
| 52a7a2e | Too-lateness, I realized, has nothing to do with age. Too-lateness is potentially every moment. Or not, depending on the person and the moment. Perhaps there even comes a time when it's no longer too late for anything. Perhaps, even, most times are too early for most things, and most of life has to go by before it's time for almost anything and too late for almost nothing. Nothing to lose, the present moment to gain, the integration with lo.. | Russell Hoban | ||
| 86bfa87 | Trubba not. | Russell Hoban | ||
| 2c78860 | And why? Is our genius only in our wombs? Can we not write books and create learned scholarship and perform music and provide philosophical models for the betterment of mankind? | E.L. Doctorow | ||
| d1f1c10 | Fortuna, that vicious slut. | John Kennedy Toole | ||
| 2af1edc | The only problem that those people have anyway is that they don't like new cars and hair sprays. That's why they are put away. They make the other members of the society fearful. Every asylum in this nation is filled with poor souls who simply cannot stand lanolin, cellophane, plastic, television, and subdivisions. | John Kennedy Toole | ||
| 684da58 | Filth!' Ignatious shouted, spewing wet popcorn over rows. 'How dare she pretend to be a virgin. Look at her degenerate face. Rape her! | John Kennedy Toole |