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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 987ddae | To hear them talk one would have thought they had no legs, natural functions or knowledge of the wicked world. | talk wicked world | Margaret Mitchell | |
| 6cc07b4 | Well, none of us, as far as I can see, are doing what we intended to do right now, but I think we'll make out just the same. It's a poor person and a poor nation that sits down and cries because life isn't precisely what they expected it to be. | Margaret Mitchell | ||
| c388125 | No woman can be truly beautiful who is not, also sometimes, truly ugly. | Alexandra Ripley | ||
| 1d99425 | She was going to rush into life and wrest from it what she could. | Margaret Mitchell | ||
| 7ef5b87 | You're a heartless creature but that's part of your charm. Though you've got more charm than the law allows. | Margaret Mitchell | ||
| 45ab556 | There was no going back and she was going forward. | Margaret Mitchell | ||
| b8c1050 | She knew what she wanted and went after it by the shortest route... | Margaret Mitchell | ||
| cc0a269 | Ohh,' said the girl with a sad tilt of her head. It was a response Sejal would hear a lot in the following weeks and which she would eventully come to understand meant, 'Ohh, , that must be so hard for you, and I know because I read this book over the summer called (which is actually set in Pakistan but I don't realize there's a difference) about a girl whose parents sell her to a sandal maker because everyone's poor and they don't care .. | Adam Rex | ||
| 61caa51 | I didn't feel up to arguing about it, but I was pretty sure if you loved everything you didn't really love anything. | Adam Rex | ||
| 290d71c | I've been punched by a vampire, an Indian girl, and a panda... I should be a video game. | Adam Rex | ||
| 0ab9a6e | We found the bathrooms, which were labeled 'Aliens' and 'Femaliens.' 'Finally,' I said to J.Lo. 'Here's a bathroom you're allowed to use. | humor toilet | Adam Rex | |
| bdc08af | J.Lo] found us a police car. Sort of. 'It's not a police car,' I said. 'It is,' said J.Lo. 'Looknow. Lights for flashing.' 'That's true.' 'Writing on the sides.' 'Yeah, but the writing? It says ''BullShake Party Patrol.'' Yes. Whatnow? | car police red-bull | Adam Rex | |
| 953d715 | You wanted justice ,didn't you?There isn't any...there is only love." - J.B's wife" | Archibald MacLeish | ||
| 956b416 | Bene disserer est finis logices. (The end of logic is to dispute well.) | Christopher Marlowe | ||
| d7c8c5c | Both Elizabeth [Smart] and Ruby [Jessop] were fourteen when they were kidnapped, raped and "kept captive by polygamous fanatics." The main difference in the girls' respective ordeals...is that "Elizabeth was brainwashed for nine months," while Ruby had been brainwashed by polygamist fanatics "since birth." Despite the similarity of their plights, Elizabeth's abusers were jailed and charged with sexual assault, aggravated burglary, and aggra.. | mormonism polygamy religion religion-and-children women-s-rights | Jon Krakauer | |
| cbab236 | Statistically, the odds that any given rape was committed by a serial offender are around 90 percent," Lisak said. "The research is clear on this. The foremost issue for police and prosecutors should be that you have a predator out there. By reporting this rape, the victim is giving you an opportunity to put this guy away. If you decline to pursue the case because the victim was drunk, or had a history of promiscuity, or whatever, the offen.. | criminal-justice david-lisak rape rape-culture rapists violent-crime | Jon Krakauer | |
| 13941e6 | Many decisions are made in our lifetime, Most relatively insignificant while others life altering | Jon Krakauer | ||
| 086072b | I am not in the body of life. I hover on the extremities. I float. | Polly Horvath | ||
| 7e84eb6 | Yesterday I was so full of hope. My life seemed blessed, full of adventures and answered prayers, and now something very, very bad has happened and it will never be the same again. And it all happened because I was greedy. Because I couldn't have an ordinary life. Because I was so taken with the wonders of the world that I could not be content with anything less than the constant awareness of its miracles. | Polly Horvath | ||
| 6a0b8bb | to her all books were the same and, as with her subjects, she felt a duty to approach them without prejudice...Lauren Bacall, Winifred Holtby, Sylvia Plath - who were they? Only be reading could she find out. | books celebrities equality information knowledge learning prejudice reading | Alan Bennett | |
| 66b7319 | We started out to see some of Paris on foot with him, stopping at the famous Cafe de la Paix, where you were supposed to see everyone you knew if you just sat there long enough. To sit at a sidewalk cafe having coffee or a drink - the sound and sight of France all around. The Champs-Elysees was incredible - the chestnut trees - how could one city attain such perfection? Who had dreamed it up? Who had made it all come true? I wanted to see e.. | Lauren Bacall | ||
| 1163ce4 | From my own self-analysis, which I seldom indulge in, I am what I am. | Lauren Bacall | ||
| 32c0e92 | Dani said this woman, with whom she'd lived for two years, had never known her. "I feel like people accept the first thing I show them," she said, "and that's all I ever am to them." | love | Mary Gaitskill | |
| f8afc19 | Who can ever affirm, or deny that the houses which have sheltered us as children, or as adults, and our predecessors too, do not have embedded in their walls, one with the dust and cobwebs, one with the overlay of fresh wallpaper and paint, the imprint of what-has-been, the suffering, the joy? | houses memories | Daphne du Maurier | |
| 0c9501e | I left them to it, the pointing of fingers on maps, the tracing of mountain villages, the tracks and contours on maps of larger scale, and basked for the one evening allowed to me in the casual, happy atmosphere of the taverna where we dined. I enjoyed poking my finger in a pan and choosing my own piece of lamb. I liked the chatter and the laughter from neighbouring tables. The gay intensity of talk - none of which I could understand, natur.. | greek tavern | Daphne du Maurier | |
| 96b6072 | I thought about being placid, how quiet and comfortable it sounded, someone with knitting on her lap, with calm unruffled brow. Someone who was never anxious, never tortured by doubt and indecision, someone who never stood as I did, hopeful, eager, frightened, tearing at bitten nails, uncertain which way to go, what star to follow. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 7c751e1 | The feel of her own pillow, and of her own blankets reassured her. Both were familiar. And being tired was familiar too, it was a solid bodily ache, like the tiredness after too much jumping or cricket. | life tired tiredness | Daphne du Maurier | |
| c004c61 | Seen on her own, the woman was not so remarkable. Tall, angular, aquiline features, with the close-cropped hair which was fashionably called an Eton crop, he seemed to remember, in his mother's day, and about her person the stamp of that particular generation. She would be in her middle sixties, he supposed, the masculine shirt with collar and tie, sports jacket, grey tweed skirt coming to mid-calf. Grey stockings and laced black shoes. He .. | lesbians | Daphne du Maurier | |
| 0a00eb3 | The warm night claimed her. In a moment it was part of her. She walked on the grass, and her shoes were instantly soaked. She flung up her arms to the sky. Power ran to her fingertips. Excitement was communicated from the waiting trees, and the orchard, and the paddock; the intensity of their secret life caught at her and made her run. It was nothing like the excitement of ordinary looking forward, of birthday presents, of Christmas stockin.. | excitement excitement-of-youth night youth | Daphne du Maurier | |
| 8982bb4 | Then Deborah stood at the wicket gate, the boundary, and there was a woman with outstretched hand, demanding tickets. "Pass through," she said when Deborah reached her. "We saw you coming." The wicket gate became a turnstile. Deborah pushed against it and there was no resistance, she was through. "What is it?" she asked. "Am I really here at last? Is this the bottom of the pool?" "It could be," smiled the woman. "There are so many ways.. | creativity death dream fantasy imagination innocence knowledge night secret time | Daphne du Maurier | |
| 22d4702 | As I stood there,hushed and still,I could swear that the house was not an empty shell but lived and breathed as it had lived before. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 0ed030d | if you are the exception that proves the rule, and the rule is that women are inferior, you haven't made any progress | Ariel Levy | ||
| b6edbaa | Truth could never be wholly contained in words. | transcendence worship | Catherine Marshall | |
| b2ba372 | I'd long since learned that no difference in viewpoint should ever be allowed to cause the least break in love. Indeed, it cannot, if it's real love. ...But relationships can be kept intact without compromising one's own beliefs. And if we do not keep them intact, but give up and allow the chasm, we're breaking the second greatest commandment. | christy love | Catherine Marshall | |
| 7fb4ebf | A close Trump friend who was also a good Bill Clinton friend found them eerily similar--except that Clinton had a respectable front and Trump did not. One manifestation of this outlaw personality, for both Trump and Clinton, was their brand of womanizing--and indeed, harassing. Even among world-class womanizers and harassers, they seemed exceptionally free of doubt or hesitation. | Michael Wolff | ||
| 0b76a55 | The media knows what sells--conflict and division. It's also quick and easy. All too often anger works better than answers; resentment better than reason; emotion trumps evidence. A sanctimonious, sneering one-liner, no matter how bogus, is seen as straight talk, while a calm, well-argued response is seen as canned and phony. | media truth | Bill Clinton | |
| 0444bb0 | I don't know which is more nutty. All this stuff I do outside of work, or the stuff I do all week. | Monica Ali | ||
| 1673564 | You have an affair because you are not getting what you want from your loved one. You want more: more love, more sex, more attention, more fun. You want someone to look at you with lust - after years of laundry - transforming you into something radiant. You want it, you need it, you owe it yourself to get it. To live any other way is to be muffled and gray and marching meaninglessly toward death. You want what she gave you at the start (but.. | Ariel Levy | ||
| 4d81073 | And the truth is, the ten or twenty minutes I was somebody's mother were black magic. There is nothing I would trade them for. There is no place I would rather have seen. | tragedy | Ariel Levy | |
| f00e16a | Women of my generation were given the lavish gift of our own agency by feminism--a belief that we could decide for ourselves how we would live, what would become of us. | Ariel Levy | ||
| 2f6168d | We were moderate, we will never know what it is to spill out our lives... | James Salter | ||
| ed4da16 | None of this is true. I've said Autun, but it could easily have been Auxerre. I'm sure you'll come to realize that. I am only putting down details which entered me, fragments that were able to part my flesh. It's a story of things that never existed although even the faintest doubt of that, the smallest possibility, plunges everything into darkness. I only want whoever reads this to be as resigned as I am. There's enough passion in the worl.. | James Salter | ||
| b4082fe | What else can you tell me?" Dad stares at me. "What have you learned while you were awake?" I learned that life is so, so fragile. I learned that you can know someone for just days and never forget the impression he left on you. I learned that art can be beautiful and sad at the same time. I learned that if someone loves you, he'll wait for you to love him back. I learned that how much you want something doesn't determine whether you get it.. | art chaos colonel-martin dad fragile hard life mess nothing sad save shades-of-earth time unfair | Beth Revis | |
| 36a4ea3 | How ironic it would be, to die at his hands while trying to save him, when he first came to me because he was trying to save me. | dying ella-shepard ironic saving | Beth Revis |