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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 7d27d9c | Two days wrong!" sighed the Hatter. "I told you butter wouldn't suit the works!" he added, looking angrily at the March Hare. "It was the best butter," the March Hare meekly replied." | mad-hatter march-hare | Lewis Carroll | |
| 3773141 | I realized then the truth about all love: that it is an absolute which takes all or forfeits all. The other feelings, compassion, tenderness and so on, exist only on the periphery and belong on the constructions of society and habit. But she herself- austere and merciless Aphrodite-is a pagan. it is not our brains or instincts which she picks-but our very bones. | Lawrence Durrell | ||
| 73ba08c | For us artists there waits the joyous compromise through art with all that wounded or defeated us in daily life; in this way, not to evade destiny, as do the ordinary people, but to fulfill it in its true potential - the imagination. | creativity escapism fate love | Lawrence Durrell | |
| 8635469 | C. S. Lewis introduced the phrase "pain, the megaphone of God." "God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks in our conscience, but shouts in our pains," he said; "it is His megaphone to rouse a deaf world."3 The word megaphone is apropos, because by its nature pain shouts. When I stub my toe or twist an ankle, pain loudly announces to my brain that something is wrong. Similarly, the existence of suffering on this earth is, I believe, a scr.. | Philip Yancey | ||
| 9b4c50f | Where there is no longer any opportunity for doubt, there is no opportunity for faith either. | Philip Yancey | ||
| 8686be0 | In no other arena is the church at greater risk of losing its calling than in the public square. | politics | Philip Yancey | |
| f1e7a00 | God. Grace means there is nothing we can do to make God love us more --no amount of spiritual calisthenics and renunciations, no amount of knowledge gained from seminaries and divinity schools, no amount of crusading on behalf of righteous causes. And grace means there is nothing we can do to make God love us less --no amount of racism or pride or pornography or adultery or even murder. Grace means that God already loves us as much as an in.. | Philip Yancey | ||
| 7962f3b | God reproduces and lives out His image in millions of ordinary people like us. It is a supreme mystery. We are called to bear that image as a Body because any one of us taken individually would present an incomplete image, one partly false and always distorted, like a single glass chip hacked from a mirror. But collectively, in all our diversity, we can come together as a community of believers to restore the image of God in the world. (In .. | christian-living faith grace | Philip Yancey | |
| e1b7f39 | Faith in God offers no insurance against tragedy. Nor does it offer insurance against feelings of doubt and betrayal. If anything, being a Christian complicates the issue. If you believe in a world of pure chance, what difference does it make whether a bus from Yuba City or one from Salina crashes? But if you believe in a world ruled by a powerful God who loves you tenderly, then it makes an awful difference. | Philip Yancey | ||
| ae30e14 | Christians best thrive as a minority, a counterculture. Historically, when they reach a majority they too have yielded to the temptations of power in ways that are clearly anti-gospel. Charlemagne ordered a death penalty for all Saxons who would not convert, and in 1492 Spain decreed that all Jews convert to Christianity or be expelled. British Protestants in Ireland once imposed a stiff fine on anyone who did not attend church and deputies.. | Philip Yancey | ||
| 0157243 | Many churches offer more entertainment than worship, more uniformity than diversity, more exclusivity than outreach, more law than grace. | Philip Yancey | ||
| e66054b | J. Robertson McQuilkin...was once approached by an elderly lady facing the trials of old age. Her body was in decline, her beauty being replaced by thinning hair, wrinkles and skin discoloration. She could no longer do the things she once could, and she felt herself to be a burden on others. "Robertson, why does God let us get old and weak? Why must I hurt so?" she asked. After a few moments' thought McQuilkin replied, "I think God has plan.. | Philip Yancey | ||
| 7d7b06a | In his own mind, it was never a matter of courage. But courage it was. | chomp courage | Carl Hiaasen | |
| 306c432 | A fallow mind is a field of discontent. | aviation bahamas carl-hiaasen cuba humor john-d-macdonald key-west mystery randy-wayne-white thriller tim-dorsey tom-corcoran | John H. Cunningham | |
| a350cb0 | I am only one, But still I am one. I cannot do everything, But still I can do something; And because I cannot do everything, | Edward Everett Hale | ||
| 86b53e5 | I'm not interested in making what's easy. I'm interested in making what's beautiful. | Stephanie Perkins | ||
| c6afc3d | Do adults realize how lucky they are? | luck lucky | Stephanie Perkins | |
| 6f8b74b | You look like a corgi | young-adult | Stephanie Perkins | |
| 0a237c9 | But we stayed together, because I don't know why. Maybe because we though we should be in love. At least I did. I wanted to be in love. | Stephanie Perkins | ||
| e8acf29 | But you'll want me someday? That feeling you once had for me . . . that hasn't left either?" Our hearts beat the same wild rhythm. They're playing the same song. "It never left," I say." | Stephanie Perkins | ||
| c9a93ee | I'm empty. I'm drained. And I can't move. Not that I'd want to. Because that's the thing about depression. When I feel it deeply, I don't want to let it go. It becomes a comfort. | Stephanie Perkins | ||
| 50eeb60 | I like being different." "And I like that about you ... But I like the real you best." | Stephanie Perkins | ||
| 93936f9 | School has ruined cinema.It's official. There's nothing worth living for. | Stephanie Perkins | ||
| c757c73 | I LOVE his hair, and now I get to touch it whenever I want. And he doesn't even get irritated. Most of the time. | Stephanie Perkins | ||
| a28ac7d | I get out of the car, and I'm blasted by the stench of body odor. Cricket is beside me, and he's talking, but his words don't reach my ears. Because it's my mother. Smelling. On my porch. | mother smell | Stephanie Perkins | |
| a9e325f | I'm jittery.It's like the animatronic band from Chuck E. Cheese is throwing a jamboree in my stomach. I've always hated Chuck E. Cheese. Why am I thinking about Chuck E. Cheese? I don't know why I'm nervous.I'm just seeing my mom again. And Seany.And Bridge! Bridge said she'd come. St. Clair's connecting flight to San Francisco doesn't leave for another three hours,so we board the train that runs between terminals,and he walks me to the arr.. | Stephanie Perkins | ||
| 437c1b1 | Josh leans his lanky body over my shoulder and peers at my laptop. "Is it just me,or is that 'YOU' sort of threatening?" "No.It's not just YOU," I say. "I thought your dad was a writer.What's with the 'laser-focused''gentle reminder' shit?" "My father is fluent in cliche. Obviously, you've never read one of his novels." I pause. "I can't believe he has the nerve to say he'll give Seany my best." Josh shakes his head in disgust. My friends a.. | Stephanie Perkins | ||
| 8920585 | See you at breakfast?" "Yeah.See ya." I try to say this casually,but I'm so thrilled that I skip from her room and promptly slam into a wall. Whoops.Not a wall.A boy. "Oof." He staggers backward. "Sorry! I'm so sorry,I didn't know you were there." He shakes his head,a little dazed. The first thing I notice is his hair-it's the first thing I notice about everyone. It's dark brown and messy and somehow both long and short at the same time. I .. | Stephanie Perkins | ||
| fdf8f2a | People say be different I am so why am I bullied? | Stephanie Perkins | ||
| 3d9f391 | There.You're officially Canadian. Try not to abuse your new power." "Whatever.I'm totally going out tonight." "Good." He slows down. "You should." We're both standing still. He's so close to me.His gaze is locked on mine, and my heart pounds painfully in my chest. I step back and look away. Toph. I like Toph,not St. Clair. Why do I have to keep reminding myself of this? St. Clair is taken. "Did you paint these?" I'm desperate to change the .. | Stephanie Perkins | ||
| 8793910 | That was interesting.Who was that?" Matt looks unhappy. "What?" I ask him. "You'll talk to that guy,but you won't talk to us anymore?" "Sorry," I mumble, and climb out of his car. "He's just a friend.Thanks for the ride." Matt gets out,too. Cherrie starts to follow,but he throws her a sharp look. "So what does that mean?" he calls out. "We aren't friends anymore? You're bailing on us?" I trudge toward the house. "I'm tired, Matt.I'm going t.. | Stephanie Perkins | ||
| 989ce1c | So why did he do it?" Cricket rakes a hand through his hair. "For the same reason everyone makes mistakes. He fell in love." | lola-and-the-boy-next-door lola-nolan love mistakes romance | Stephanie Perkins | |
| 4021fc8 | You know more useless crap, St. Clair. Good thing you're so darn cute," Josh says." | Stephanie Perkins | ||
| 0d01eda | To: Anna Oliphant From: Etienne St. Clair Subject: So . . . Does that mean I can call you now? | Stephanie Perkins | ||
| 70f9cd1 | Anna?" Someone knocks on my door, and it startles me out of my seat. No.Not . St. Clair. I'm wearing an old Mayfield Dairy T-shirt, complete with yellow-and-brown cow logo,and hot pink flannel pajama bottoms covered in giant strawberries. I am not even wearing a bra. "Anna,I know you're in there. I can see your light." "Hold on a sec!" I blurt. "I'll be right there." I grab my black hoodie and zip it up over the cow's face before wrenching.. | Stephanie Perkins | ||
| 551f75a | It was sad that people only got along when everybody was unhappy. | Stephanie Perkins | ||
| 5892b09 | Asi que no el no me dio flores o dulces. El me dio la luna y las estrellas. El infinito. | Stephanie Perkins | ||
| 5b5ebf8 | Everyone's here except for St. Clair." Meredith cranes her neck around the cafeteria. "He's usually running late." "Always," Josh corrects. "Always running late." I clear my throat. "I think I met him last night. In the hallway." "Good hair and an English accent?" Meredith asks. "Um.Yeah.I guess." I try to keep my voice casual. Josh smirks. "Everyone's in luuurve with St. Clair." "Oh,shut up," Meredith says. "I'm not." Rashmi looks at me fo.. | Stephanie Perkins | ||
| 7f1cb8d | I'm not British.I'm American." I smile. "Sure you are." "I am.You have to be an American to attend SOAP,remember?" "Soap?" "School of America in Paris," he explains. "SOAP." Nice.My father sent me here to be cleansed." | Stephanie Perkins | ||
| 8e65c49 | I'm fine.My father's an arse, and my mum is dying and-oh my God,I'm so pissed." St. Clair looked at me again. His eyes were glassy like black marbles. "Pissed.Pissed.Pissed." "We know you're pissed at your dad," I said. "It's okay. You're right, he's a jerk." I mean what was I supposed to say? He just found out his mother has cancer. " is British for 'drunk,'" Mer said. "Oh," I said. "Well. You're definitely that, too." Meanwhile,The Coupl.. | Stephanie Perkins | ||
| 291e758 | You can reduce your anxiety somewhat by facing the fact that there isn't a mechanic alive who doesn't louse up a job once in a while. The main difference between you and the commercial mechanics is that when they do it you don't hear about it--just pay for it, in additional costs prorated through all your bills. When you make the mistakes yourself, you at least get the benefit of some education. | learning-from-mistakes maintenance mechanics motorcycle-maintenance | Robert M. Pirsig | |
| 9dc6990 | He felt that institutions such as schools, churches, governments and political organizations of every sort all tended to direct thought for ends other than truth, for the perpetuation of their own functions, and for the control of individuals in the service of these functions. He came to see his early failure as a lucky break, an accidental escape from a trap that had been set for him, and he was very trap-wary about institutional truths fo.. | Robert Pirsig | ||
| b15abe9 | Remembering pain is how you learn never to let the cause of it happen again | James Patterson | ||
| 9e5f7d9 | I love you more than I love goats, and you know how I feel about goats", Gaby said." | love | James Patterson |