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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 5ca1023 | What was broken will never be the same again | Paulo Coelho | ||
| 2598a55 | Everything we seek so enthusiastically before we reach adulthood-- love, work, faith-- turns into a burden too heavy to bear. There is only one way to escape this: love. To love is to transform slavery into freedom. But right now, I can't love. I just feel hate. | Paulo Coelho | ||
| 0ce65e1 | We're living in an age in which everything is allowed, and democracy is being devoured and destroyed by that limitless freedom. | Paulo Coelho | ||
| a33d187 | Religion teaches that faith and transformation are the only ways of drawing near to God. Faith shows us that we are never alone. Transformation helps us to love the mystery. | Paulo Coelho | ||
| b7eee66 | No one loses anyone because no one owns anyone. That is true experience of freedom; having the most important thing in the world without owning it. | Paulo Coelho | ||
| 942b7aa | But fist, I want you to understand one thing: apart from certain pathological cases, people only go insane when they try to escspe from routine. | Paulo Coelho | ||
| c83d880 | I want to continue being crazy, living my life the way I dream it, and not the way other people want it to be. | Paulo Coelho | ||
| e2714dd | Accumulating love brings luck, accumulating hatred brings calamity. Anyone who fails to recognize problems leaves the door open for tragedies to rush in. | Paulo Coelho | ||
| e730fe0 | From where I am," the sun said, "I can see the Soul of the World. It communicates with my soul, and together we cause the plants to grow and the sheep to seek out shade. From where I am--and I'm a long way from the earth--I learned ow to love. I know that if I came even a little bit closer to the earth, everything there would die, and the Soul of the World would no longer exist. So we contemplate each other, and we want each other, and I gi.. | Paulo Coelho | ||
| 4f3f60c | In a desperate attempt to give meaning to life, many turn to religion, because a struggle in the name of a faith is always a justification for some grand action that could transform the world. "We are doing God's work," they tell themselves. And they become devout followers, then evangelists, and finally, fanatics. They don't understand that religion was created in order to share the mystery and to worship, not to oppress or convert others... | Paulo Coelho | ||
| a523430 | We assume (falsely) that how we feel now is how we will feel in the future. | Paulo Coelho | ||
| 1cf1164 | They make everything they touch turn absolutely academic and useless. To my mind, They're mostly to blame for the mob of ignorant oafs with diplomas that are turned loose on the country every June. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| da6d095 | When I'd originally loaded the car and held the door open for him, I'd had a passing impulse to pick him up bodily and insert him gently through the open window. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 5fcea09 | I like it when somebody gets excited about something. | excited gets i it like somebody something | J.D. Salinger | |
| 4236ae5 | I have a feeling that you're riding for some kind of a terrible, terrible fall. But I don't honestly know what kind. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 82e2937 | Finally, though, I'd leave the room without even taking a sock at him. I'd probably go down to the can and sneak a cigarette and watch myself getting tough in the mirror. Anyway, that's what I thought about the whole way back to the hotel. It's no fun to be yellow. Maybe I'm not all yellow. I don't know. i think maybe I'm just partly yellow and partly the type that doesn't give much of a damn if they lose their gloves. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 6a0a11d | There were half circles under her eyes and other, subtler signs that mark an acutely troubled young girl, but nonetheless no one could have missed seeing that she was first-class beauty. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 55c95c7 | The rest of us, he said, we are outwardly unbitter and inwardly unforgiving. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 7e306a4 | No cuenten nunca nada a nadie. En el momento en que uno cuenta cualquier cosa, empieza a echar de menos a todo el mundo. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 32ece9a | Walt, at about eleven, had a routine of looking at Seymour's wrists and telling him to take off his sweater. "Take off your sweater, hey, Seymour. Go ahead, hey. It's warm in here." S. would beam back at him, shine back at him. He loved that kind of horseplay from any of the kids. I did, too, but only off and on. He did invariably. He thrived, too, waxed strong, on all tactless or underconsidered remarks directed at him by family minors. In.. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 978d862 | Their voices were melodious and unsentimental, almost to the point where a somewhat more denominational man than myself might, without straining, have experienced levitation. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 4b31efa | But the thing is, you raved and you bitched when you came home about the stupidity of audiences. The goddam unskilled laughter coming from the fifth row. And that's right, that's right - God knows it's depressing. I'm not saying it isn't. But that's none of your business, really. That's none of your business, Franny. An artist's only concern is to shoot for some kind of perfection, and on his own terms, not anyone else's. You have no right .. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 62785d6 | Oh, Romeo and Juliet! Lovely! Didn't you just love it?"She certainly didn't sound like a nun. "Yes. I did. I liked it a lot. There were a few things I didn`t like about it, but it was quite moving, on the whole." | J.D. Salinger | ||
| f2e349f | An instant later, a silk hat materialised in the air beside me, considerably down and to the left, and my special, only technically unassigned cohort grinned up at me - for a moment, I rather thought he was going to slip his hand into mine. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 219d560 | Dont's ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everyone- Holden Caulfield | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 71b87a2 | One of the thousand reasons I quit going to the theater when I was about twenty was that I resented like hell filing out of the theater just because some playwright was forever slamming down his silly curtain. (What ever became of that stalwart Fortinbras? Who eventually fixed his wagon?) Nonetheless, I'm done here... Seymour once said that all we do our whole lives is go from one piece of Holy Ground to the next. Is he never wrong? Just go.. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 1ec2576 | At least I'm still in love with Yorick's skull. At least I always have time enough to stay in love with Yorick's skull. I want an honorable goddam skull when I'm dead, buddy. I hanker after an honorable goddam skull like Yorick's. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 3d1f21c | Years ago, in my earliest and pastiest days as a would-be writer, I once read a new story aloud to S. and Boo Boo. When I was finished, Boo Boo said flatly (but looking over at Seymour) that the story was "too clever." S. shook his head, beaming away at me, and said cleverness was my permanent affliction, my wooden leg, and that it was in the worst possible taste to draw the group's attention to it. As one limping man to another, old Zooey,.. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 9d7ed5b | You can say the Jesus Prayer from now till doomsday, but if you don't realize that the only thing that counts in the religious life is detachment, I don't see how you ever move an inch. Detachment, buddy, and only detachment. Desirelessness. 'Cessations from all hankerings.' It's this business of desiring, if you want to know the goddam truth, that makes an actor in the first place. Why're you making me tell you things you already know? Som.. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 8db642c | It started embarrassing me. I began to feel like such a nasty little egomaniac." She reflected. "I don't know. It seemed like such poor taste, sort of, to want to act in the first place. I mean all the ego. And I used to hate myself so, when I was in a play, to be backstage after the play was over. All those egos running around feeling terribly charitable and warm. Kissing everybody and wearing their makeup all over the place, and then tryi.. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| f605f54 | I'm sick of it. I'm sick of not having the courage to be an absolute nobody. I'm sick of myself and everybody else that wants to make some kind of a splash. | franny-and-zooey glass glass-family jd-salinger zoeey | J.D. Salinger | |
| 6896c9d | He started to apologize for the fact that there were no chairs in his son's room--only floor cushions--but I quickly gave him to believe that for me this was little short of a godsend. (In fact, I think I said I hated chairs. I was so nervous that if he had informed me that his son's room was flooded, night and day, with a foot of water, I probably would have let out a little cry of pleasure. I probably would have said I had a rare foot dis.. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 19e2fbf | The man falling isn't permitted to feel or hear himself hit bottom. He just keeps falling and falling. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 3eb39f6 | You take a very handsome guy, or a guy that thinks he's a real hot-shot, and they're always asking you to do them a big favor. Just because they're crazy about themself, they think you're crazy about them, too, and that you're just dying to do them a favor. It's sort of funny, in a way. | dying favor funny handsome them themself think you-re | J.D. Salinger | |
| f87e415 | Just as someday, if you have something to offer, someone will learn something from you. It's a beautiful reciprocal arrangement. And it isn't education. It's history. It's poetry. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 5ce9f40 | And later my macabre joy sours and I'm weeping for myself, unable to find solace in any of this, crying out, sobbing "I just want to be loved," cursing the earth and everything I have been taught: principles, distinctions, choices, morals, compromises, knowledge, unity, prayer--all of it was wrong, without any final purpose. All it came down to was: die or adapt." | Bret Easton Ellis | ||
| f904217 | and just as the table is about to finally ignore him, to look away and start eating, he sits up and loudly says, pointing an accusing finger at his plate, "It moved!" Timothy glares at him with a contempt so total that I can't fully equal it but I muster enough energy to come close." | Bret Easton Ellis | ||
| 47c1bb4 | Who Dunnit?' profoundly expresses the theme of confusion against a funky groove, and what makes this song so exciting is that it ends with its narrator never finding anything out at all. | Bret Easton Ellis | ||
| 3365901 | when you were young and your heart was an open book you used to say live and let live. | Bret Easton Ellis | ||
| b2f6a18 | Some people at the party, she adds, are freaks, then mentions a drug I've never heard of, and tells me a story that involves ski masks, zombies, a van, chains, a secret community, and asks me about a Hispanic girl who disappeared in some desert. | Bret Easton Ellis | ||
| c464441 | Why not end up with her? floats into my line of vision. An answer: she has a better body than most other girls I know. Another one: everyone is interchangeable anyway. | Bret Easton Ellis | ||
| 49f46c0 | Anna is part of a generation that often seems frozen in place by their unreleting sense of irony. Virtually everything people believe in can be exposed as possessing laughable inconsistencies. And so they laugh. And stand still. | growing-up time | Scott Turow | |
| bdeb711 | It was crime at its purest, in which empathy, that most fundamental aspect of human morality, evaporated and another being became only a target for untamed fantasy. | Scott Turow | ||
| ae76f92 | Parents are programmed to want the best for their kids, regardless of what they get in return. That's what love is supposed to be like, right? But in fact, if you think about it, that's kind of a strange belief. Given what we know about the way people really are. Selfish and shortsighted and egotistical and needy. Why should being a parent, in and of itself, somehow confer superior-personhood on everybody who tries it? Obviously it doesn't. | franzen love neediness parenthood selfishness | Jonathan Franzen |