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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| abccbe7 | But it is sometimes as difficult to lose one's temper as it is difficult at other times to keep it. | E.M. Forster | ||
| a11b506 | Discussion keeps a house alive. It cannot stand by bricks and mortar alone. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 071cb07 | Come seek us where our voices sound, We cannot sing above the ground, And while you're searching, ponder this: We've taken what you'll sorely miss, An hour long you'll have to look, And to recover what we took, But past an hour -- the prospect's black, Too late, it's gone, it won't come back. | J.K. Rowling | ||
| 99b87b8 | These were virtuoso odours, executed as wonderful little trifles that of course no one but he could admire or would ever take note of. He was enchanted by their meaningless perfection; and at no time in his life, either before or after, were there moments of such truly innocent happiness as in those days when he playfully and eagerly set about creating fragrant landscapes, still lifes and studies of individual objects. | Patrick Süskind | ||
| d2546fd | En la epoca que nos ocupa reinaba en las ciudades un hedor apenas concebible para el hombre moderno. Las calles apestaban a estiercol, los patios interiores apestaban a orina, los huecos de las escaleras apestaban a madera podrida y excremento de rata; las cocinas, a col podrida y grasa de carnero; los aposentos sin ventilacion apestaban a polvo enmohecido; los dormitorios, a sabanas grasientas, a edredones humedos y al penetrante olor dulz.. | Patrick Süskind | ||
| b541cae | Ah, que triste resultaba para un hombre cabal verse obligado a seguir caminos tan sinuosos! !Que triste manchar de aquel modo tan sordido lo mas valioso que el hombree posee, su propio honor! | Patrick Süskind | ||
| 277cf60 | Mirad he hecho una gran obra y me complace mucho, pero, como todo lo terminado, ya empieza a aburrirme. Quiero retirarme y, como culminacion de ese fructifero dia, permitirme un pequeno entretenimiento en las camaras de mi corazon. | Patrick Süskind | ||
| 10270f2 | era una tortura, no se acababa nunca el tiempo en que el mundo real le abrasaba la piel. | Patrick Süskind | ||
| 837f426 | Kaip patyres laivo katastrofa ir savaiciu savaitem pluduriaves vendeny nelaimelis ektaziskai sveikina pirma zmoniu gyvenama sala, taip Grenujis svente savo atvykima ant vienatves kalno. | Patrick Süskind | ||
| 891d460 | El grito derrumbo las paredes,..., salio del corazon, cruzo tumbas, pantanos y desiertos, paso a gran velocidad por el paisaje nocturno de su alma, como un voraz incendio,... e irrumpio en el mundo, resonando mucho mas alla de la altiplanicie... Si el grito no hubiese rasgado la niebla, se habria asfixiado asi mismo: una muerte espantosa. | Patrick Süskind | ||
| a251bdf | bathed in sweat and trembling with agitation, no, not with agitation, but with fear, for he finally admitted it to himself: it was naked fear that had seized him, and in admitting it he grew calmer and his thoughts clearer | Patrick Süskind | ||
| 788020f | Something was happening while you waited. The most essential thing was happening. And even if he himself was doing nothing, it was happening through him nevertheless. He had done his best. He had employed all his artistic skill. He had made not one single mistake. His performance had been unique. It would be crowned with success.... He need only wait a few more hours. It filled him with profound satisfaction, this waiting. He had never felt.. | Patrick Süskind | ||
| 29b008d | But how do we prove it?" said Harry darkly. "There might be a way," said Hermione slowly, dropping her voice still further with a quick glance across the room at Percy. "Of course, it would be difficult. And dangerous, very dangerous. We'd be breaking about fifty school rules, I expect --" "If, in a month or so, you feel like explaining, you will let us know, won't you?" said Ron irritably." | J.K. Rowling | ||
| da8265c | We have a very different idea about what disgraces the name of wizard, Malfoy. | J.K. Rowling | ||
| d3215f2 | At this rate, we'll be the only ones left," Ron told Harry and Hermione. "Us, Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle. What a jolly holiday it's going to be." | J.K. Rowling | ||
| 89395fe | Aga sellest ei tulnud midagi valja, Sellest ei saanudki midagi valja tulla. Ja tana kohe uldse mitte, sest ta oli ju maskeeritud maailma parima parfuumiga, ja ta ei kandnud selle maski all nagu, vaid uksnes oma totaalset lohnatust. Tal hakkas akki halb, sest ta tundis, et udu kerkib jalle. Nagu tollal koopas, magades unenaos oma sudame fantaasias, kerkis korraga udu, tema enese lohna kohutav udu, mida ta ise ei saanud haista, kuna see oli l.. | Patrick Süskind | ||
| 989fc67 | Solo queria dejar bien sentado que el contrabajo es el instrumento central de la orquesta. En el fondo lo sabe todo el mundo, solo que nadie lo confiesa abiertamente | Patrick Süskind | ||
| 9ef6c9a | Oyle insanlar taniyorum ki,iclerinde buyuk bir evren gizlidir,olculemez boyutlarda bir sey. Ama ortaya cikarmak olasi degil. Kesinlikle degil. | Patrick Süskind | ||
| 5c93a19 | Au XVIIIe siecle vecut en France un homme qui compta parmi les personnages les plus geniaux et les plus abominables de cette epoque qui pourtant ne manqua pas de genies abominables. | incipit littérature-allemande littérature-étrangère | Patrick Süskind | |
| 2207435 | Dusunmek,herkesin acemice uygulamasina gelmeyecek kadar guc bir seydir. | Patrick Süskind | ||
| f0cc4bf | Y lo olia con mas exactitud de la que muchos lo veian, ya que lo percibia en su interior y por ello de manera mas intensa: como la esencia, el espiritu de algo pasado que no sufre la perturbacion de los atributos habituales del presente, como el ruido, la algarabia, el repugnante hacinamiento de los hombres. | Patrick Süskind | ||
| c37b273 | The rivers stank, the marketplaces stank, the churches stank, it stank beneath the bridges and in the palaces. The peasant stank as did the priest, the apprentice as did his master's wife, the whole of the aristocracy stank, even the king himself stank, stank like a rank lion, and the queen like an old goat, summer and winter. | Patrick Süskind | ||
| 08d2db4 | Entonces de repente -este era el sentido del ejercicio-, el odio brotaba en el con violencia de orgasmo, estallando como una tormenta contra aquellos olores que habian osado ofender su ilustre nariz. Caia sobre ellos como granizo sobre un campo de trigo, los pulverizaba como una furioso huracan y los ahogaba bajo un diluvio purificador de agua destilada. Tan justa era su colera y tan grande su venganza. | Patrick Süskind | ||
| cf1278e | I am full of tough hope | Gary Paulsen | ||
| c5b309e | He had learned this: Nothing that lived, nothing that walked or crawled or flew or swam or slithered or oozed--nothing, not one thing on God's earth wanted to die. No matter what people thought or said about chickens or fish or cattle--they all wanted to live. | Gary Paulsen | ||
| 77da86e | The book is that is the good one is Woodsong and we are trying to finish it. | Gary Paulsen | ||
| 5d3ac4f | All I ever wanted to do was go to Hogwarts and have a mate to get up to mayhem with. Just like Harry Potter. And I got his son. How crazily fortunate is that. | J.K. Rowling | ||
| 62655a8 | I could not forbear getting up to the top of a little mountain, and looking out to sea, in hopes of seeing a ship : then fancy that, at a vast distance, I spied a sail, please myself with the hopes of it, and, after looking steadily, till I was almost blind, lose it quite, and sit down and weep like a child, and thus increase my misery by my folly. | Daniel Defoe | ||
| cb17e9f | How strange a Chequer Work of Providence is the Life of Man! and by what secret differing Springs are the Affections hurry'd about as differing Circumstances present! To Day we love what to Morrow we hate; to Day we seek what to Morrow we shun; to Day we desire what to Morrow we fear; nay even tremble at the Apprehensions of; | Daniel Defoe | ||
| 3e8f311 | I smil'd to my self at the sight of this money, O drug! said I aloud, what art thou good for? Thou art not worth to me, no not the taking off of the ground, one of those knives is worth all this heap, I have no manner of use for thee, e'en remain where thou art, and go to the bottom as a creature whose life is not worth saving. However, upon second thoughts, I took it away... | Daniel Defoe | ||
| d94d76c | I was not altogether surprised to learn that she had taken her own life. I know now that some people feel unhappiness the way others love: privately, intensely, and without recourse. | Khaled Hosseini | ||
| 5cf297b | You changed the subject." "From what?" "The empty-headed girls who think you're sexy." "You know." "Know what?" | Khaled Hosseini | ||
| 45e137d | I remember how I would eye with envy all the kids in our neighborhood, in my school, who had a little brother or sister. How bewildered I was by the way some of them treated each other, oblivious to their own good luck. They acted like wild dogs. Pinching, hitting, pushing, betraying one another any way they could think of. Laughing about it too. They wouldn't speak to one another. I didn't understand. Me, I spent most of my early years cra.. | Khaled Hosseini | ||
| 2ac9800 | I sat against one of the house's clay walls. The kinship I felt suddenly for the old land... it surprised me. I'd been gone long enough to forget and be forgotten. I had a home in a land that might as well be in another galaxy to the people sleeping on the other side of the wall I leaned against. I thought I had forgotten about this land. But I hadn't. And, under the bony glow of a halfmoon, I sensed Afghanistan humming under my feet. Maybe.. | land the-voice-of-the-blood | Khaled Hosseini | |
| 682084b | I think I have grown accustomed to the glass and I am terrified that when it breaks, when I am alone, I will spill out into the wide open unknown and flop around, helpless, lost,grasping for breath. | Khaled Hosseini | ||
| df2e9f0 | Nothing wrong with cowardice as long as it comes with prudence. | prudence | Khaled Hosseini | |
| 2c8e9f6 | And here she was now, over those boulders and parched hills, with a home of her own, a husband of her own, heading toward on final, cherished province: Motherhood. How delectable it was to think of this baby, baby, baby. How glorious it was to know that her love for it already dwarfed anything she had ever felt as a human being, to know that there was no need any longer for pebble games. | Khaled Hosseini | ||
| 44cab88 | To see her, amid all of it. To see that contentment and beauty were not unattainable things. | Khaled Hosseini | ||
| f9d712f | Mariam is in Laila's own heart, where she shines with the bursting radiance of a thousand suns. | Khaled Hosseini | ||
| f34b44b | Mammy's heart was like a pallid beach where Laila's footprints would forever wash away beneath the waves of sorrow that swelled and crashed | Khaled Hosseini | ||
| 0e14921 | For you, a thousand times over" -- Khaled Hosseini, The Kite Runner" | Khaled Hosseini | ||
| 92938f3 | l'Tfl hm lDHy lHqyqyyn lm`rk lswfyyt lmzrw`@ bl'lGm. kn lswfyyt yHbwn 'n ykhby'w lmtfjrt dkhl l`b mlwn@ wbrq@ wdh 'msk bh Tfl nfjrt ll`b@ ltqT` l'Sb` 'w lyd b'kmlh, wbdhlk lystTy` l'b 'n ynDm l~ ljhd bl `lyh 'n ybq~ f~ lmnzl ly`tn~ bbnh. | Khaled Hosseini | ||
| 371c2de | Neville had never been on a broomstick in his life, because his grandmother had never let him near one. Privately, Harry felt she'd had good reason, because Neville managed to have an extraordinary number of accidents even with both feet on the ground. | J.K. Rowling | ||
| 7e50a06 | Your mother died to save you. If there is one thing Voldemort cannot understand, it is love. He didn't realize that love as powerful as your mother's for you leaves its own mark. Not a scar, no visible sign . . . to have been loved so deeply, even though the person who loved us is gone, will give us some protection forever. It is in your very skin. | J.K. Rowling |