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| 8ed43e6 | Each spring for a period of weeks the imperial gardens were filled with prize tulips (Turkish, Dutch, Iranian), all of them shown to their best advantage. Tulips whose petals had flexed wide were held shut with fine threads hand-tied. Most of the bulbs had been grown in place, but these were supplemented by thousands of cut stems held in glass bottles; the scale of the display was further compounded by mirrors placed strategically around th.. | spectacle sumptuousness | Michael Pollan | |
| 5b8384c | Up until Prohibition, an apple grown in America was far less likely to be eaten than to wind up in a barrel of cider. ("Hard" cider is a twentieth-century term, redundant before then since virtually all cider was hard until modern refrigeration allowed people to keep sweet cider sweet.)" | apple cider history | Michael Pollan | |
| cb0e3f8 | Darwin called such a process artificial, as opposed to natural, selection, but from the flower's point of view, this is a distinction without a difference: individual plants in which a trait desired by either bees or Turks occurred wound up with more offspring. | humans natural-selection plants | Michael Pollan | |
| 9c8d633 | As long as one egg looks pretty much like another, all the chickens like chicken, and beef beef, the substitution of quantity for quality will go unnoticed by most consumers, but it is becoming increasingly apparent to anyone with an electron microscope or a mass spectrometer that, truly, this is not the same food. | organic quality | Michael Pollan | |
| 0f00899 | Why should I be sad? Everyone has to die. If you have a body, it's too late to cry. It's only funerals I can't stand. | diary supernatural | Rachel Klein | |
| 84081dd | At the simplicity of the gesture, he felt a pang: the raw nerve of his loneliness exposed. | Maile Meloy | ||
| 57df98e | have left themselves few places and scant ways to witness other species in their own worlds, an estrangement that leaves us hungry and lonely. In this famished state, it is no wonder that when we do finally encounter wild animals, we are quite surprised by the sheer of them. Each time I look into the eye of an animal...I find myself staring into a mirror of my own imagination. What I see there is deeply, crazily, unmercifully confused. Th.. | Ellen Meloy | ||
| 9449be5 | George: [On getting the M.B.E.] 'After all we did for Great Britain, selling all that corduroy and making it swing, they gave us that bloody old leather medal with wooden string through it. But my initial reaction was, 'Oh, how nice, how nice.' And John's was, 'How nice, how nice. | George Harrison | ||
| fe470d5 | Instead, as the crystal splinters entered Hornwrack's brain, he experienced two curious dreams of the Low City, coming so quickly one after the other that they seemed simultaneous. In the first, long shadows moved across the ceiling frescoes of the Bistro Californium, beneath which Lord Mooncarrot's clique awaited his return to make a fourth at dice. Footsteps sounded on the threshold. The women hooded their eyes and smiled, or else stifled.. | M. John Harrison | ||
| 0ca61e5 | Allowing artist-illustrators to control the design and content of statistical graphics is almost like allowing typographers to control the content, style, and editing of prose. | design visual-display | Edward R. Tufte | |
| 462d850 | Many people are partial to the notion that . . . all writers are somehow mere vessels for Truth and Beauty when they compose. That we are not really in This is a variation on that twee little fable that writers like to pass off on gullible readers, that a character can develop a will of his own and 'take over a book.' This makes writing sound supernatural and mysterious, like The reality tends to involve a spare room, a pirated copy of .. | writers writing | Paul Collins | |
| 14d2baa | I would have thought that you'd be tired of vomiting blood and going to therapy and the prospect of being a nervous wreck all your life. Tres masochistic. | Maki Murakami | ||
| ba9e5f0 | You've got him trained well. It's kind of sexy. | Maki Murakami | ||
| 8cf1208 | people do get carried away and make mistakes, but one must have indulgence; those mistakes are merely evidence of enthusiasm for the cause and of abnormal external environment | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 2dd11cd | I know that my youth will triumph over everything - every disillusionment, every disgust with life. I've asked myself many times whether there is in in the world any despair that would overcome this frantic and perhaps unseemly thirst for life in me, and I've come to the conclusion that there isn't... | karamazov-bothers | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | |
| e9c198e | That is my conviction of forty years. I am forty years old now, and you know forty years is a whole lifetime; you know it is extreme old age. To live longer than forty years is bad manners, is vulgar, immoral. Who does live beyond forty? Answer that, sincerely and honestly I will tell you who do: fools and worthless fellows. I tell all old men that to their face, all these venerable old men, all these silver-haired and reverend seniors! I t.. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 6c9d4da | Though I have said that I envy the normal man to the point of exasperation, yet I would not care to be in his place as he is now (though I will not stop envying him. No, no; anyway the underground life is more advantageous!) There, at any rate, one can-- bah! But after all, even now I am lying! I am lying because I know myself as surely as two times two makes four, that it is not at all underground that is better, but something different, q.. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| ada2d7c | Frankly, if there ever was a time when I was really happy, it wasn't during those first intoxicating moments of my success, but long before that, when I hadn't yet read or shown my manuscript to anyone -- during those long nights of ecstatic hopes and dreams and passionate love of my work, when I had grown attached to my vision, to the characters I had created myself, as though they were my own offspring, as though they really existed -- an.. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 9785c03 | I feel pity for him, and that is a poor sign of love. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 7489bd4 | I want to see with my own eyes the hind lie down with the lion and the victim rise up and embrace his murderer. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 606232a | Love it, regardless of logic as you say. It must be regardless of logic. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 51c621a | Stupidity is honest and straightforward. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 8d3ba2d | It's that a man falls in love with some beautiful thing, with a woman's body, or even with just one part of a woman's body (a sensualist will understand that), and is ready to give his own children for it, to sell his father and mother, Russia and his native land, and though he's honest, he'll go and steal; though he's meek, he'll kill; though he's faithful, he'll betray. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| a564ad0 | If we're to come to love a man, the man himself should stay hidden, because as soon as he shows his face--love vanishes. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 58733c9 | For everyone now strives most of all to seperate his person, wishing to experience the fullness of life within himself, and yet what comes of all his efforts is not the fullness of life, but full suicide, for instead of the fullness of self-definition, they fall into complete isolation. | philosophy self | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | |
| 4c8d215 | Why I would sell the whole world for a single kopek, just so that nobody would bother me. Should the world go to hell, or should I go without my tea now? I'll say let the world go to hell so long as I can have my tea whenever I want it. | hell tea | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | |
| 4d5d6f8 | I quite understand you. You mean that an innocent lie for the sake of a good joke is harmless, and does not offend the human heart. Some people lie, if you like to put it so, out of pure friendship, in order to amuse their fellows; but when a man makes use of extravagance in order to show his disrespect and to make clear how the intimacy bores him, it is time for a man of honour to break off the said intimacy., and to teach the offender his.. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 8e5680b | n lshfq@ fy 'ymn hdhh yHZrh l`lm | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 8d31a9b | My God, but what do I care about the laws of nature and arithmetic if for some reason these laws and two times two is four are not to my liking? To be sure, I won't break through such a wall with my forehead if I really have not got strength to do it, but neither will I be reconciled with it simply because I have a stone wall here and have not got strength enough. | notes-from-underground | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | |
| 91857ee | dr hmh jwm` w dr wqt pryshny trdyd w tzlzl y dr dwrn hy gdhr w tHwl hmyshh rdhly rngrng z `mq jm`h br my aynd. mnZwr mn an grwh bh STlH pyshtz w `lmdrn nyst khh dr hr jryny my khwshnd z dygrn jlwtr bshnd (w jz yn fkhry ndrnd) w hdfshn dr yn tlsh Glb bsyr Hmqnh st w dr `yn Hl khm w bysh m`yn.khyr,mnZwr mn rdhl by sr w pyy st khh dr hmh jwm` hstnd w fqT dr dwrn hy tHwl y ashwb w gdhr br my aynd w ashkhr my shwnd.ynh nh fqT hdfy ndrnd blkhh Ht.. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| c51f439 | lmsh`r lmrDy@ tkd tkwn dy'man khd`@. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 73411d2 | kn y`dhbh 'n ytSwr 'nh Gryb `n hdh klh. m hdhh lwlym@, m hdhh lHfl@ lty l nhy@ lh, wlty kn yHs 'nh mnjdhb lyh mndh l'zl, mndh Tfwlth, dwn 'n ystTy` lmshrk@ fyh qT. lshms tTl` mshrq@ fy kl SbH. wfy kl SbH yrtsm qws qzH fwq lshll. Ht~ dh Gbt lshms, lthbt bnr kl'rjwn, fy kl ms, `nd l'fq, ldhrw@ lmGT@ blthlj mn '`l~ jbl Hwl hdhh l'rDy. n kl "dhbb@ SGyr@ tdndn Hwlh fy sh`` mHrq mn shms, ftshrk fy jwq@ lTby`@ hdhh: nh t`rf mknh, wtHbh, why s`yd@ .. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 622f8a6 | I had come there not only to look at, but also to number myself sincerely and wholeheartedly with, the mob. As for my secret moral views, I had no room for them amongst my actual, practical opinions. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 08dd7d1 | 'n lnsn lTby`y lHqyqy ynZr l~ ntqmh `l~ 'nh `dl wnq wbsT@, mdfw`an l~ dhlk bHmqh l'Syl, bynm l njd lf'r lmdrk lnfsh drkan Hdan yf`l dhlk, l'nh l yw'mn bwjwd dhr@ mn l`dl@ fy dhlk. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| e31045e | Now is the time to throw a bottle at their heads," I thought to myself. I picked up the bottle... and filled my glass..." | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 1f0b7f3 | if [God] doesn't exist, man is the chief of the earth, of the universe. Magnificent! Only how is he going to be good without God? | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 24da09b | A long while yet will you keep that great mother's grief. But it will turn in the end into quiet joy, and your bitter tears will be only tears of tender sorrow that purifies the heart and delivers it from sin. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 4905aab | 'nny mt`lq blkhrft l~ lHd ldhy yj`lny 'Htrm l`qqyr | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 556c1e1 | But yet I am firmly persuaded that a great deal of consciousness, every sort of consciousness, in fact, is a disease. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| c8e1b9f | Hq nny l 'dry lmdh lHy@ qSyr@ hdh lqSr klh. l shk 'n lGy@ mn qSrh hy 'l tkwn mml@. dhlk 'n lHy@ hy 'yD `ml fny mn '`ml lkhlq l'`Zm SGh SyG@ nhy'y@ kml@ kqSyd@ mn qSy'd bwshkyn. n lyjz 'wl shrwT lfn. wlkn ldhyn l ysh`rwn blmll yjb 'n yutH lhm 'n y`yshw md@ 'Twl | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 895c753 | hkdh bhdhh l'sy'l@ nm kn rskwlnykwf y`dhb nfsh, fkn lhtyj ldhy yHsh mn dhlk ystHyl l~ nw` mn ltldhdh. `l~ n hdhh l'sy'l@ lys fyh shy Gyr mtwq`. nh Gyr jdyd@ `lyh, bl hy qdym@ jd. why t`dhbh mndh zmn Twyl. n`m lqd knt hdhh l'sy'l@ t`dhbh wtrhqh wtmzq qlbh mndh zmn Twyl. lqd kn hdh lqlq yshb fy nfsh wynmw wytrkm mndh zmn Twyl.. wnDj hdh lqlq fy lawn@ l'khyr@, wtrkz wtkthf, fdh hw ytkhdh Swr@ sw'l rhyb, sw'l wHshy `jyb ms`wr, yDny qlbh wfkrh, .. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| fa5405e | blTb` s`dtny lqr@ kthyran , wHrkt mukhylty, w'mdtny blmsrt wlalm, lknh knt fy lHZt 'khr~, tz`jny Hd lmwt | الموت | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | |
| b930e43 | Do you know that I love now to recall and visit at certain dates the places where I was once happy in my own way? I love to build up my present in harmony with the irrevocable past... | present | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | |
| 7d8365a | As always, I do not blame anyone. I've tried great debauchery and exhausted my strength in it; but I don't like debauchery and I did not want it. You've been observing me lately. Do you know that I even looked at these negators of ours with spite, envying them their hopes? But your fears were empty: I could not be their comrade, because I shared nothing. Nor could I do it out of ridicule, for spite, and not because I was afraid of the ridic.. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky |