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2aa829b No one on the street thought anything of the downtown girl dressed in black who had paused in the middle of midtown foot traffic. In her art student camouflage she could walk the entire length of Manhattan and, if not blend in, be classified and therefore ignored. Alice Sebold
c97e486 Placing blame was easier than adding up the mounting figures of what he'd lost. fatigue revenge Alice Sebold
49a96f6 She thought of sex as the Star Trek transport.You vaporized and found yourself navigating another planet within the second or two it took to realign. Alice Sebold
dfe0331 Mi madre era eterna como la luna. Viva o muerta, la madre o la ausencia de la madre siempre determina la vida de una persona"." Alice Sebold
4ac7305 She could shut out the whole world, including herself. Alice Sebold
1273043 About Grandma Lynn: She was waiting patiently. She no longer believed in talk. At seventy, she had come to believe in time alone. Alice Sebold
81f0851 She told her journal about me passing by her in the parking lot, about how on that night I had touched her-literally, she felt it, reached out. What I had looked like then. How she dreamed about me. How she had fashioned the idea that a spirit could be a sort of second skin for someone, a protective layer somehow. How maybe if she was assiduous she could free us both. I would read over her shoulder as she wrote down her thoughts and wonder .. Alice Sebold
a4800b0 Tess was my first experience of a woman who had inhabited her weirdness, moved into the areas of herself that made her distinct from those around her, and learned how to display them proudly. individuality Alice Sebold
91f4289 I haven't changed how I feel. I still love you - I've always loved you. It's only ever been you. Jane Harvey-Berrick
ca8df10 But he interrupted me. "None of that matters. And I think you're wrong anyway -- I can't imagine not wanting you -- note ever. You're smart and funny and I enjoy being with you even when we don't... when we're not... making love. When I was eight years old, I used to imagine that you were my girlfriend and that we'd run away together. And then you left and I'd lost my best friend, too. I used to dream about you coming back. As I got older, .. the-education-of-sebastian Jane Harvey-Berrick
63f5b10 We wasted ten years and you're worried about a few thousand miles? Hell, we've got airplanes, we've got email, they've invented fucking cell phones. Jesus, if it comes down to it, I'll even write you a fucking letter. Jane Harvey-Berrick
e460447 But my beautiful boy was broken. I eased my hand free from his and leaned down to brush a kiss across his lips, sealing a promise that I'd made to him. "I love you so much. So much. You brought magic into my world the first day I saw you, and every day since--even when we were apart and I didn't want to remember. I won't let them take the magic away, Kes. I won't." I kissed him again, feeling the soft prickle of stubbled cheeks. "I'll be ba.. Jane Harvey-Berrick
3210bd4 He could breathe fire, he could eat flames, but the word 'love' burned on his lips. Jane Harvey-Berrick
771d504 I was old enough to know that magic didn't exist, and young enough to hope that I was wrong. I was sure that if magic belonged anywhere in the world, it was living and breathing right across the road in Mr. Peterson's field. Jane Harvey-Berrick
a080462 He'd no longer be a grade-motivated person. He'd be a knowledge-motivated person. Robert M. Pirsig
4f30b80 A classical understanding sees the world primarily as underlying form itself. A romantic understanding sees it primarily in terms of immediate appearance. Robert M. Pirsig
b99d42d Motivation of this sort, once it catches hold, is a ferocious force, and in the gradeless, degreeless institution where our student would find himself, he wouldn't stop with rote engineering information. Robert M. Pirsig
38990f9 If God is compassionate, then certainly those who love God should be compassionate as well. Henri J.M. Nouwen
191bd4e Oh, the laws of physics and of logic...the number system...the principle of algebraic substitution. These are ghosts. We just believe in them so thoroughly they seem real. Robert M. Pirsig
3229135 You always suppress momentary anger at something you deeply and permanently hate. Robert M. Pirsig
7838b56 The truths Phaedrus began to pursue were lateral truths; no longer the frontal truths of science, those toward which the discipline pointed, but the kind of truth you see laterally, out of the corner of your eye. In a laboratory situation, when your whole procedure goes haywire, when everything goes wrong or is indeterminate or is so screwed up by unexpected results you can't make head or tail out of anything, you start looking laterally. T.. knowledge lateral-thinking truth Robert M. Pirsig
34312f2 If I hold my head to the left and look down at the handle grips and front wheel and map carrier and gas tank I get one pattern of sense data. If I move my head to the right I get another slightly different pattern of sense data. The two views are different. The angles of the planes and curves of the metal are different. The sunlight strikes them differently. If there's no logical basis for substance then there's no logical basis for conclud.. Robert M. Pirsig
cfd7b22 Bouncing on beds, I remember from childhood, is a great depression reliever. depression memories stress-reliever Robert M. Pirsig
2e2a30c The main skill is to keep from getting lost. Since the roads are used only by local people who know them by sight nobody complains if the junctions aren't posted. And often they aren't. When they are it's usually a small sign hiding unobtrusively in the weeds and that's all. County-road-sign makers seldom tell you twice. If you miss that sign in the weeds that's your problem, not theirs. Moreover, you discover that the highway maps are ofte.. Robert M. Pirsig
c10cea1 You look at these mountains now, and they look so permanent and peaceful, but they're changing all the time and the changes aren't always peaceful. Underneath us, beneath us here right now, there are forces that can tear this whole mountain apart. mountains nature philosophy Robert M. Pirsig
baeebe0 There is mountain air in this room. It's cool and moist and almost fragrant. One deep breath makes me ready for the next one and then the next one and with each deep breath I feel a little readier until I jump out of bed and pull up the shade and let all that sunlight in - brilliant, cool, bright, sharp and clear. Robert M. Pirsig
c3a815b Poetry wasn't written to be analysed: it was meant to inspire without reason, to touch without understanding. Nicholas Sparks
2bcb292 Bright light. You've always found your way. endurance-and-attitude never-give-up self-motivation Nora Roberts
f35c547 She wondered why she had never noticed that she did not know his name and why she had never asked him. Perhaps because she had known everything she had to know about him from that first glance. howard-roark love the-fountainhead Ayn Rand
4fcb3da This, my body and spirit, this is the end of the quest. I wished to know the meaning of things. I am the meaning. I wished to find a warrant for being. I need no warrant for being, and no word of sanction upon my being. I am the warrant and the sanction. Ayn Rand
3ba6d89 Your eyes are as a flame, but our brothers have neither hope nor fire. Your mouth is cut of granite, but our brothers are soft and humble. Your head is high, but our brothers cringe. You walk, but our brothers crawl. We wish to be damned with you, rather than blessed with all our brothers. Do as you please with us, but do not send us away from you. love Ayn Rand
a34a789 They say sound never dies, but travels on in space--what happens to a man's heartbeats?--so many of them in fifty-six years--could they be gathered again, in some sort of condenser, and put to use once more? Ayn Rand
454b363 whose steps were a restless substitute for flight. Ayn Rand
c8f6596 He looked at the granite. To be cut, he thought, and made into walls. He looked at a tree. To be split and made into rafters. He looked at a streak of rust on the stone and thought of iron ore under the ground. To be melted and to emerge as girders against the sky. These rocks, he thought, are waiting for me; waiting for the drill, the dynamite and my voice; waiting to be split, ripped, pounded, reborn; waiting for the shape my hands will g.. Ayn Rand
ae46311 It's easier to donate a few thousands to charity and think oneself noble than to base self-respect on personal standards of personal achievement. It's simple to seek substitutes for competence--such easy substitutes: love, charm, kindness, charity. But there is no substitute for competence. competence gail-wynand the-fountainhead Ayn Rand
e476c8a Wasn't it evil to wish without moving- or to move without aim? Ayn Rand
fea9b82 For our face and body were beautiful. Our face was not like the faces of our brothers, for we felt not pity when looking upon it. Our body was not like the bodies of our brothers, for our limbs were straigth and thin and hard and strong. And we thought that we could trust this being who looked upon us from the stream, and that we had nothing to fear with this being. freedom individual pride Ayn Rand
171fa97 It's because it makes no difference to her at all whether I speak or not; as if I didn't exist and never had existed... the thing more inconceivable than one's death--never to have been born... Ayn Rand
83648ad Only if one feels immensely important she had told him, can one feel truly light. Ayn Rand
0243343 We have lied to ourselves. We have not built this box for the good of our brothers. We built it for its own sake. It is above all our brothers to us, and its truth above their truth. science truth Ayn Rand
69ecbe3 Reason is not automatic. Those who deny it cannot be conquered by it Ayn Rand
e14e36e His smile had an attractive quality, the smile of a man of the world who used it, not to cover his words, but to stress the audacity of expressing a sincere emotion. Ayn Rand
4f7edc7 And no power on earth could tell whether their blankly indifferent eyes were shutters protecting hidden treasures at the bottom of shafts no longer to be mined, or were merely gaping holes of the parasite's emptiness never to be filled. Ayn Rand
aef516f There's something I would like to understand. And I don't think anyone can explain it. . . There's your life. You begin it, feeling that it's something so precious and rare, so beautiful that it's like a sacred treasure. Now it's over and it doesn't make any difference to anyone, and it isn't that they are indifferent, it's just that they don't know, they don't know what it means, that treasure of mine, and there's something about it that t.. state value your-life Ayn Rand