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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| baa2e10 | I said you. Take you, my daughter. Because I saw the tall man see you as a human child, not pieces of eight. | Toni Morrison | ||
| ef2586e | Destructive Love; The Bluest Eye January 15, 2008 at 23:42 (books, love) (books, love, the bluest eye, toni morrison) Along with romantic love, she was introduced to another-physical beauty. Probably the most destructive ideas in the history of thought. Both originated in envy, thrived in insecurity, and ended in disillusion. In equating physical beauty with virtue, she stripped her mind, bound it, and collected self-contempt by the heap... | Toni Morrison | ||
| dea7beb | Rebuffed from his fine feelings, Milkman matched her cold tone. "You loved those white folks that much?" "Love?" she asked. "Love?" "Well, what are you taking care of their dogs for?" "Do you know why she killed herself? She couldn't stand to see the place go to ruin. She couldn't live without servants and money and what it could buy. Every cent was gone and the taxes took whatever came in. She had to let the upstairs maids go, then the coo.. | servitude suicide | Toni Morrison | |
| 0e02da7 | It had occurred to Pecola some time ago that if her eyes, those eyes that held the pictures, and knew the sights--if those eyes of hers were different, that is to say, beautiful, she herself would be different. | Toni Morrison | ||
| 2955f66 | As Reverend Deal moved into his sermon, the hands of the women unfolded like pairs of raven's wings and flew high above their hats in the air. They did not hear all of what he said;they heard the one word, or phrase, or inflection that was for them the connection between the event and themselves. For some it was the term "Sweet Jesus". And they saw the Lamb's eye and the truly innocent victim: themselves. They acknowledged the innocent chil.. | Toni Morrison | ||
| 72aee23 | Come see," I was thinking. "Be the last thing you behold," | Toni Morrison | ||
| b1ea740 | Death is a sure thing but life is just as certain. Problem is you can't know in advance. | Toni Morrison (Author) | ||
| 0fadab0 | Beloved, she my daughter. She mine. See. She come back to me of her own free will and I don't have to explain a thing. | Toni Morrison | ||
| 40e5ad2 | It's not about choosing somebody over her. It's about making space for somebody along with her. | Toni Morrison | ||
| 98e2331 | All of our waste which we dumped on her and which she absorbed. And all of our beauty, which was hers first and which she gave to us. All of us--all who knew her--felt so wholesome after we cleaned ourselves on her. We were so beautiful when we stood astride her ugliness. Her simplicity decorated us, her guilt sanctified us, her pain made us glow with health, her awkwardness made us think we has a sense of humor. Her inarticulateness made u.. | Toni Morrison | ||
| 323965b | The more women writers I read, from Margaret Atwood and Octavia Butler to Charlotte Perkins Gilman and Toni Morrison, the less alone I felt, and the more I began to see myself as part of something more. It wasn't about one woman toiling against the universe. It was about all of us moving together, crying out into some black, inhospitable place that we would not be quiet, we would not go silently, we would not stop speaking, we would not giv.. | Kameron Hurley | ||
| 6b8b4b7 | I will call them my people, which were not my people; and her beloved, which was not beloved. | Toni Morrison | ||
| 4582b49 | History was finite and contained within comprehensible limits. It began with the Creation and was scheduled to end in a not indefinitely remote future with the Second Coming, which was the hope of afflicted mankind, followed by the Day of Judgment. Within that span, man was not subject to social or moral progress because his goal was the next world, not betterment in this. In this world he was assigned to ceaseless struggle against himself .. | Barbara W. Tuchman | ||
| 715accf | Preconceived, fixed notions can be more damaging than cannon. | conventional-wisdom | Barbara W. Tuchman | |
| 76a4058 | T]he obverse of facile emotion in the 14th century was a general insensitivity to the spectacle of pain and death. | Barbara W. Tuchman | ||
| cf82d22 | Little attention was paid, because the German people, no matter how hungry, remained obedient. | distinctiveness | Barbara W. Tuchman | |
| 42cba9e | The fact of being reported multiplies the apparent extent of any deplorable development by five- to tenfold. | Barbara W. Tuchman | ||
| 5f2b70c | In Floral Heights and the other prosperous sections of Zenith, especially in the "young married set," there were many women who had nothing to do. Though they had few servants, yet with gas stoves, electric ranges and dish-washers and vacuum cleaners, and tiled kitchen walls, their houses were so convenient that they had little housework, and much of their food came from bakeries and delicatessens. They had but two, one, or no children; and.. | Sinclair Lewis | ||
| 600e404 | There's no stronger bulwark of sound conservatism than the evangelical church, and no better place to make friends who'll help you to gain your rightful place in the community than in your own church-home! | politics status-quo | Sinclair Lewis | |
| 514a881 | Author sees the "congested idealism" of the generally discontent as reservoir that will support centralized power even while disagreeing with many specific provisions." | discontent | Sinclair Lewis | |
| 7ee008f | There were two things, they told Doremus, that distinguished this prairie Demosthenes. He was an actor of genius. There was no more overwhelming actor on the stage, in the motion pictures, nor even in the pulpit. He would whirl arms, bang tables, glare from mad eyes, vomit Biblical wrath from a gaping mouth; but he would also coo like a nursing mother, beseech like an aching lover, and in between tricks would coldly and almost contemptuousl.. | liberalism plutocracy right-wing-politics | Sinclair Lewis | |
| 941635f | Babbitt knew that in this place of death Paul was already dead. And as he pondered on the train home something in his own self seemed to have died: a loyal and vigorous faith in the goodness of the world, a fear of public disfavor, a pride in success. | Sinclair Lewis | ||
| 275a634 | In solitude, struggles occur that no one else knows about. Inner battles are fought here that seldom become fodder for sermons or illustrations for books. God, who probes our deepest thoughts during protracted segments of solitude, opens our eyes to things that need attention. It is here He makes us aware of those things we try to hide from others. | solitude spiritual-intimacy | Charles R. Swindoll | |
| 9ee87cc | Lord," he said heavily. "Lord, this isn't exactly what I had in mind." But he knew he was going to marry that girl anyway." | Francine Rivers | ||
| c970422 | But I know Jesus arose. I feel his presence now, here, with me. I see the evidence of his Word everyday. From creation forth, the whole world is witness to God's plan revealed through his Son. From the beginning, he prepared us. In the passing of the seasons; in the way flowers spring forth, die, and drop seeds for life to begin again; in the sunset and sunrise. Jesus' sacrifice is reenacted every day of our lives if we but have the eyes to.. | die evidence eyes flowers god jesus sacrifice seasons sunrise sunset witness | Francine Rivers | |
| a4e9af3 | You can make many plans, but the Lord's purpose will prevail. | Francine Rivers | ||
| 6544d21 | You are free. You just don't know it yet. | Francine Rivers | ||
| c40f632 | Michael took a cloth and dried her hair. When he finished, he pulled her close and cradled her in his arms. "Flesh of my flesh," he whispered against her hair. "Blood of my blood." | Francine Rivers | ||
| d24129f | She thought she had been saved by his love for her, and in part she had been. It had cleansed her, never casting blame. But that had been only the beginning. It was loving him in return that had brought her up out of the darkness. | Francine Rivers | ||
| 71039a6 | John felt grounded again. He remembered his favorite Bible story, the one about Peter getting out of the boat and walking on water. The big fisherman was walking along quite nicely until he looked at the waves and began to sink. As much as possible, John tried to live his life without looking at the waves. But when he did, when the lives of his grown children caused his faith to waver even a little, God always sent someone to illustrate the.. | Karen Kingsbury | ||
| 06fadeb | It is a common sentence that Knowledge is power; but who hath duly Considered or set forth the power of Ignorance? Knowledge slowly builds up what Ignorance in an hour pulls down. Knowledge, through patient and frugal centuries, enlarges discovery and makes record of it; Ignorance, wanting its day's dinner, lights a fire with the record, and gives a flavor to its one roast with the burned souls of many generations. Knowledge, instructing th.. | George Eliot | ||
| 9d69056 | Does any one suppose that private prayer is necessarily candid--necessarily goes to the roots of action? Private prayer is inaudible speech, and speech is representative: who can represent himself just as he is, even in his own reflections? | self-justification | George Eliot | |
| 4c21caa | Our sweet illusions are half of them conscious illusions, like effects of colour that we know to be made up of tinsel, broken glass and rags. | George Eliot | ||
| 55b392a | Our good depends on the quality and breadth of our emotions. | George Eliot | ||
| 975ebba | She felt that she enjoyed it [horseback riding] in a pagan, sensuous way, and always looked forward to renouncing it. | George Eliot | ||
| 47031d1 | Bodily haste and exertion usually leave our thoughts very much at the mercy of our feelings and imagination. | depression emotions fatigue | George Eliot | |
| 3795f56 | There may be coarse hypocrites, who consciously affect beliefs and emotions for the sake of gulling the world, but Bulstrode was not one of them. He was simply a man whose desires had been stronger than his theoretic beliefs, and who had gradually explained the gratification of his desires into satisfactory agreement with those beliefs. If this be hypocrisy, it is a process which shows itself occasionally in us all.... | George Eliot | ||
| 8348ee9 | How can a man's candour be seen in all its lustre unless he has a few failings to talk of? But he had an agreeable confidence that his faults were all of a generous kind--impetuous, arm-blooded, leonine; never crawling, crafty, reptilian. | depravity self-deception | George Eliot | |
| 99aa035 | I suppose one reason why we are seldom able to comfort our neighbours with our words is that our good will gets adulterated, in spite of ourselves, before it can pass our lips. We can send black puddings and pettitoes without giving them a flavour of our own egoism; but language is a stream that is almost sure to smack of a mingled soil. | George Eliot | ||
| bc5cf03 | The kindness fell on him as sunshine falls on the wretched - he had no heart to taste it, and felt that it was very far off him. | George Eliot | ||
| fb65423 | It was one of those dangerous moments when speech is at once sincere and deceptive, when feeling, rising high above its average depth, leaves flood-marks which are never reached again. | metaphor | George Eliot | |
| 1450ae6 | More helpful than all wisdom is one draught of simple human pity that will not forsake us. | George Eliot | ||
| cbccfac | I magnified, as usual, the impression any word or deed of mine could produce on others. | George Eliot | ||
| b928495 | No," said Godfrey, with a keen decisiveness of tone, in contrast with his usually careless and unemphatic speech--"there's debts we can't pay like money debts, by paying extra for the years that have slipped by. While I've been putting off and putting off, the trees have been growing--it's too late now. Marner was in the right in what he said about a man's turning away a blessing from his door: it falls to somebody else." | George Eliot |