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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 3fbaabd | I want you to promise we'll see each other again, you'll send a letter. Promise we'll be lost together in our forest, pale birches of our legs. I hear your voice now--I know, everyone knows promises come from fear. People don't live past each other, you're always here with me. Sometimes I pretend you're in the other room until it rains... and then this is the letter I always write... | Anne Michaels | ||
| 9dfae00 | Last Night's Moon," "When will we next walk together under last night's moon?" - Tu Fu March aspens, mist forest. Green rain pins down the sea, early evening cyanotype. Silver saltlines, weedy toques of low tide, pillow lava's black spill indelible in the sand. Unbroken broken sea. -- Rain sharpens marsh-hair birth-green of the spring firs. In the bog where the dead never disappear, where river birch drown, the surface strewn with refle.. | Anne Michaels | ||
| 306eb95 | History and memory share events; that is, they share time and space. Every moment is two moments. | memory | Anne Michaels | |
| 6d18ab7 | When I woke, my anguish was specific: the possibility that it was as painful for them to be remembered as it was for me to remember them; that I was haunting my parents and Bella with my calling, startling them awake in their black beds. | Anne Michaels | ||
| e2eeace | Does it matter if they were from Kielce or Brno or Grodno or Brody or Lvov or Turin or Berlin? Or that the silverware or one linen tablecloth or the chipped enamel pot--the one with the red stripe, handed down by a mother to her daughter--were later used by a neighbour or someone they never knew? Or if one went first or last; or whether they were separated getting on the train or off the train; or whether they were taken from Athens or Amst.. | instant | Anne Michaels | |
| 31c6a31 | Find a way to make beauty necessary; find a way to make necessity beautiful. | Anne Michaels | ||
| ec007b7 | A capacity for interiority in the growing adult is threatened by the temptation to squander that capacity ruthlessly, to revel in hollowness. The syndrome especially plagues anyone who lives behind a mask...A hundred ways to duck the question: how will I live with myself now that I know what I know? | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 60a80e0 | She assumes that skill will guide her fingertips, that shapely lines will uncoil out of the pencil the moment she starts. Surely talent is a thing curled deep inside, just waiting to be exercised, and at the slightest invitation it will stretch, shake itself, make itself known? Talent, it seems, is not so insistent. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| afa5891 | And it's a cold place the world, especially when warmed by arsen. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| e7eb962 | the reasons just reassemble themselves in different patterns every time I think about it. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 72997a8 | Under every roof, a story, just as behind every brow, a history | story tale | Gregory Maguire | |
| c2f4de3 | We live in our tales of ourselves, she thought, and ignore as best we can the contradictions, and the lapses, and the abrasions of plot against our mortal souls... | story storytelling | Gregory Maguire | |
| d5018ab | You can endure any sort of prison if you can apprehend a window in the dark. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 639ea80 | What is strange is that we may remember what we have done, but not always why we did it. | motives | Gregory Maguire | |
| 9f41ea4 | It was mild monsters like these that made Jack the Ripper go after young women, she decided: who could tolerate yielding the world to someone who behaved as if she had given birth to the very world herself? | center-of-the-universe children humor jack-the-ripper the-world | Gregory Maguire | |
| a6bff7a | I learned to fly on a broom," he said, rolling up his sleeves. "I can learn to milk a goat, I bet." Though flying on a broom proved to be the easier task, he found." | Gregory Maguire | ||
| bfee091 | To consider what other people might say is hardly a good reason to take action or defer it. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 7191951 | Only he with the hobbled foot knows the beauty of running. Only he with the severed ear can appreciate what the sweetest music must sound like. Our ailments complete us. That we in our sinful souls can ever imagine charity- 'She can't go on for a moment. 'We may not always be able to practice charity, but that in this world we can even imagine it at all! That act of daring requires the greatest challenge, | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 70606cb | No one is exempt from grief. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| d62f9f8 | When the dawn light is coursing through the slats in the shutters at last, making thin stripes on the floor, she, tossing, decides that for every human soul there must surely be a possible childhood worth living, but once it slips by, there isn't any reclaiming it or revising it. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 89f15bf | How easily Neverland is corrupted into the deserted island of . How quickly Tinkerbell regresses to being one of the flies pestering the gouged eye sockets of the pig that the lost boys butcher. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 475771d | Glinda used her glitter beads, and you used your exotic looks and background, but weren't you just doing the same thing, trying to maximize what you had in order to get what you wanted? People who claim that they're evil are usually no worse than the rest of us. It's people who claim that they're good, or anyway better than the rest of us, that you have to be wary of. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 757b322 | after discussion about what evil is, a question asked to Elphaba on why she killed Madame Morrible] "Why did you do it?" asked the hostess with spirit. The Witch shrugged. "For fun? Maybe evil is an art form." | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 435b3d0 | Are you an aberration to your species?' she cried. 'Cats don't look for approval! | cats | Gregory Maguire | |
| bcfd474 | Is there a relative value of beauty? Is evanescence - fleetingness - a necessary element of the thing that most moves us? A shooting star dazzles more than the sun. A child captivates like an elf, but grows into grossness, an ogre, a harpy. A flower splays itself into color - the lilies of the field! - more treasured than any painting of a flower. But of all these things, women's grace, shooting stars, flowers, and paintings, only a paintin.. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| d821179 | When goodness removes itself, the space it occupies corrodes and becomes evil, and maybe splits apart and multiplies. So every evil thing is a sign of the absence of deity. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| a712bbe | It's the age of daring. It's the only time we have. We must live in the present. We are young and alive. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 83958e4 | Staring at a world too horrible to comprehend, believing -- by dint of ignorance and innocence -- that beneath this unbearable contract of guilt and blame there is always an older contract that may bind and release in a more salutary way. | dorothy hope ignorance innocence philosophy wicked witch | Gregory Maguire | |
| 5bcb784 | Men] prefer the foolish belief and the passions of the earth [to the enlightenment of their souls]. They believe the absurd and shrink from the truth." "No, they do not. They are afraid, that is all. And they must remain on earth until they come to the way of leaving it." "And how do they leave? How is the ascent made? Must one learn virtue?" Here she laughs. "You have read too much, and learned too little. Virtue is a road, not a destinati.. | enlightenment fear mankind philosophy soul truth understanding virtue | Iain Pears | |
| 394e0d5 | I have to get back to the hotel. But I don't know the way. I always rely on Shouji so I didn't notice where we were going. Nut I came to this point. without realising my attitude and actions. It's like I am slowing falling into a valley. I wonder where I'm standing now. | Ai Yazawa | ||
| 907cee8 | When you start to say to yourself, just one look back, just one glance, the danger will have begun for you. | Tess Uriza Holthe | ||
| cc407c2 | Children are resilient," Anise said, simultaneously agreeing with her friend and cutting her off. "But often their wounds simply remain invisible until, all at once, whatever is festering there becomes agonizingly apparent." | Chris Bohjalian | ||
| ea4bbc0 | Sara knew that behind its locked front door no home was routine. Not the house of her childhood, not the apartment of her husband's. not the world they were building together with Willow and Patrick. All households had their mysteries, their particular forms of dysfunction. | home | Chris Bohjalian | |
| 9f2a0a2 | In my opinion, if there is one extremely legitimate use for petroleum besides running wood chippers and front-end loaders to handle compost, it's making plastic for season extension. It parks many of the trucks [for cross-country produce transportation]. With the trucks parked, greenhouses, tall tunnels, and more seasonal, localized eating, can we feed ourselves? We still have to answer that burning question. | food-production petroleum | Joel Salatin | |
| a552cca | How many of us lobby for green energy or protected lands, but don't engage with the local bounty to lay by for tomorrow's unseasonal reality? That we tend to not even think about this as a foundation for solutions in our food systems shows how quickly we want other people to solve these issues. | food-security responsibility | Joel Salatin | |
| 21081ea | The lesson of the Funk Dog: "You can forget what it used to feel like to feel good about life; feeling rotten--or just a low-grad funk--seems normal and therefore acceptable. I just don't believe that God intended for any of his creatures to be petted with sticks." | funk life | Jill Conner Browne | |
| a0b3ec8 | She tried to live like an ordinary woman, but some women cannot live an ordinary life. | Philippa Gregory | ||
| 0c43eaa | I can't sleep," he says so quietly that only I can hear. "I can't sleep. I can't sleep. I can't sleep." "Nor I." "You neither?" "No." "Truly?" "Yes." He sighs a deep sigh, as if he is relieved. "Is this love then?" "I suppose so." "I can't eat." "No." "I can't think of anything but you. I can't go on another moment like this; I can't ride out into battle like this. I am as foolish as a boy. I am mad for you, like a boy. I cannot be without .. | philippa-gregory the-cousins-war the-white-queen white-queen | Philippa Gregory | |
| 0745f13 | He may make me feel like a fool, and like a woman who can do nothing, but what I can do I will. In my jewellery box is a dark locket of black tarnished silver and inside it locked in the darkness, I have his name: Richard Neville and that of George, Duke of Clarence, written in my blood on a piece of paper from the corner of my father's last letter. These are my enemies, I have cursed them. I will see them dead at my feet. | Philippa Gregory | ||
| de1d093 | Personally, I don't think that having a water goddess for an ancestress is a guarantee of freedom against seasickness, nor come to that, shipwreck. | seasickness | Philippa Gregory | |
| 667d486 | I am old enough to be married twice. I am old enough to be bedded without tenderness or consideration. I am old enough to face death in the confinement room and be told that my own mother--my own mother--has commanded them to save the child and not me! I think I am a woman now. I have a babe in arms, and I have been married and widowed and now bethrothed again. I am like a draper's parcel to be sent about like cloth and cut to the pattern t.. | Philippa Gregory | ||
| b6b80ce | Insane", he says simply. "Hopeless. The king is a saint and cannot rule, and his son his a devil and should not." | hopeless king the-cousins-war the-red-queen | Philippa Gregory | |
| 48449ae | My advice to you, as you go to your husband, is never to trust him and never love him more than he loves you. | Philippa Gregory | ||
| 7f8eeb7 | Richard looks into my eyes and once again I know us for the children that we were, who had to make our own destiny in a world we could not understand. | Philippa Gregory |