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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| d116a05 | I promise nothing complete; because any human thing supposed to be complete, must for that very reason infallibly be faulty. | Herman Melville | ||
| a405c02 | Out of the trunk, the branches grow; out of them, the twigs. So, in productive subjects, grow the chapters. | Herman Melville | ||
| 40d3be6 | Looking into his eyes, you seemed to see there the yet lingering images of those thousand-fold perils he had calmly confronted through life. A staid, steadfast man, whose life for the most part was a telling pantomime of action, and not a tame chapter of sounds. | manhood resilience strength | Herman Melville | |
| e1c6db3 | t'ml klyhm, '`ny lbHr wlbr, 'l tr~ fyhm shbh Gryb lshy mstqr fy nfsk? dh mthlm 'n hdh lmHyT lmhwl yHf bhdh lbr l'khDr, kdhlk fn fy rwH lnsn jzyr@ Hfl@ blslm wlbhj@ wmHfwf@ bmr`bt hdhh lHy@ lty lm tkd tnjly ln. r`k llh! l tGdr tlk ljzyr@! fnk n Gdrth fln t`wd lyh 'bd! | Herman Melville | ||
| c12f599 | Though I cannot tell why it was exactly that those stage managers, the Fates, put me down for this shabby part of a whaling voyage, when others were set down for magnificent parts in high tragedies, and short and easy parts in genteel comedies, and jolly parts in faces--though I cannot tell why this was exactly; yet, now that I recall all the circumstances, I think I can see a little into the springs and motives which being cunningly presen.. | destiny fate freewill | Herman Melville | |
| 1cc0cde | lknh ybdw wHydan, wHydan tmman fy lkwn, qT`@ mn HTm sfyn@ fy `rD l'TlnTy | Herman Melville | ||
| 0a62de8 | Never dream with thy hand on the helm! Turn not thy back to the compass; accept the first hint of the hitching tiller; believe not the artificial fire, when its redness makes all things look ghastly. To-morrow, in the natural sun, the skies will be bright; those who glared like devils in the forking flames, the morn will show in far other, at least gentler, relief; the glorious, golden, glad sun, the only true lamp - all others but liars! | Herman Melville | ||
| 845f831 | Give not thyself up, then, to fire, lest it invert thee, deaden thee; as for the time it did me. There is a wisdom that is woe; but there is a woe that is madness. And there is a Catskill eagle in some souls that can alike dive down into the blackest gorges, and soar out of them again and become invisible in the sunny spaces. And even if he for ever flies within the gorge, that gorge is in the mountains; so that even in his lowest swoop the.. | fortitude inspirational life motivational resilience | Herman Melville | |
| 33830da | as the wind howled on, and the sea leaped, and the ship groaned and dived, and yet steadfastedly shot her red hell further and further into the blackness of the sea and the night, and scornfully champed the white bone in her mouth, and viciously spat round her on all sides; then the rushing Pequod, freighted with savages, and laden with fire, and burning a corpse, and plunging into that blackness of darkness seemed the material counterpart .. | Herman Melville | ||
| 1d38cae | And this tattooing, had been the work of a departed prophet and seer of his island, who, by those hieroglyphic marks, had written out on his body a complete theory of the heavens and the earth, and a mystical treatise on the art of attaining truth; so that Queequeg in his own proper person was a riddle to unfold; a wondrous work in one volume; but whose mysteries not even himself could read, though his own live heart beat against them; and .. | tattoo tattoos | Herman Melville | |
| 223cda5 | Sometimes you must seem to hurt something in order to do good for it. | Susan Cooper | ||
| 3deea74 | Go away," he said. "Go away. I wish you had never come here. I wish I had never heard of the Light and the Dark, and your damned old Merriman and his rhymes. If I had your golden harp now I would throw it in the sea. I am not a part of your stupid quest anymore, I don't care what happens to it. And Cafall was never a part of it either, or a part of your pretty pattern. He was my dog, and I loved him more than anything in the world, and now .. | Susan Cooper | ||
| 7ebc8ca | But those men who know anything at all about the Light also know that there is a fierceness to its power, like the bare sword of the law, or the white burning of the sun." Suddenly his voice sounded to Will very strong, and very Welsh. "At the very heart, that is. Other things, like humanity, and mercy, and charity, that most good men hold more precious than all else, they do not come first for the Light. Oh, sometimes they are there; often.. | the-dark-is-rising the-grey-king | Susan Cooper | |
| 1bf1e80 | You're still in it. You'll always be in it. No, not literally. But in your heart. Nothing ever ends, not if it's gone that deep. You'll always be walking wounded. That's the only choice, after a while. Walking wounded, or dead. Don't you agree? | irrevocable julian-barnes relationships the-only-story walking-wounded | Julian Barnes | |
| 20c4671 | Isn't the most reliable form of pleasure, Flaubert implies, the pleasure of anticipation? Who needs to burst into fulfilment's desolate attic? | Julian Barnes | ||
| 1588628 | Susan had pointed out that everyone has their love story. Even if it was a fiasco, even if it fizzled out, never got going, had all been in the mind to begin with: that didn't make it any the less real. And it was the only story. | love love-story the-only-story unrequited-love | Julian Barnes | |
| fa3befd | Bit by bit, at 124 and in the Clearing, along with others, she had claimed herself. Freeing yourself was one thing; claiming ownership of that freed self was another. | Toni Morrison | ||
| ffec03e | They hooted and laughed all the way back to the car, teasing Milkman, egging him on to tell more about how scared he was. And he told them. Laughing too, hard, loud, and long. Really laughing, and he found himself exhilarated by simply walking the earth. Walking it like he belonged on it; like his legs were stalks, tree trunks, a part of his body that extended down down down into the rock and soil, and were comfortable there--on the earth a.. | belonging laughter | Toni Morrison | |
| 368ec4f | This soil is bad for certain kinds of flowers. Certain seeds it will not nurture, certain fruit it will not bear, and when the land kills of its own volition, we acquiesce and say the victim had no right to live. We are wrong, of course, but it doesn't matter. It's too late. At least on the edge of my town, among the garbage and the sunflowers of my town, it's much, much, much too late. | pecola-breedlove the-bluest-eye | Toni Morrison | |
| b74f47c | Well, feel this, why don't you? Feel how it feels to have a bed to sleep in and somebody there not worrying you to death about what you got to do each day to deserve it. Feel how that feels. And if that don't get it, feel how it feels to be a colored woman roaming the roads with anything God made liable to jump on you. Feel that. | Toni Morrison | ||
| 2b3ba9f | Risky, thought Paul D, very risky. For a used-to-be-slave woman to love anything that much was dangerous, especially if it was her children she had settled on to love. The best thing, he knew, was to love just a little bit; everything, just a little bit, so when they brok its back, or shoved it in a croaker sack, well, maybe you'd have a little love left over for the next one. | Toni Morrison | ||
| 57e06c8 | In trying to make the slave experience intimate, I hoped the sense of things being both under control and out of control would be persuasive throughout; that the order and quietitude of every day life would be violently disrupted by the chaos of the needy dead; that the herculean effort to forget would be threatened by memory desperate to stay alive. To render enslavement as a personal experience, language must first get out of the way. | Toni Morrison | ||
| e8652fe | They did not believe death was accidental - life might be, but death was deliberate. | Toni Morrison | ||
| cc5bf3d | But they had been down on all fours naked, not touching except their lips right down there on the floor where the tie is pointing to, on all fours like (uh huh, go on, say it) like dogs. Nibbling at each other, not even touching, not even looking at each other, just their lips, and when I opened the door they didn't even look for a minute and I thought the reason they are not looking up is because they are not doing that. So it's all right... | Toni Morrison | ||
| c3092ac | Shadrack rose and returned to the cot, where he fell into the first sleep of his new life. A sleep deeper than the hospital drugs; deeper than the pits of plums, steadier than the condor's wing; more tranquil than the curve of eggs. | Toni Morrison | ||
| c34460e | Oh, some of us "loved" her. The Maginot Line. And Cholly loved her. I'm sure he did. He, at any rate, was the one who loved her enough to touch her, envelope her, give something of her filled the matrix of her agony with death. Love is never any better than the lover. Wicked people love wickedly, violent people love violently, weak people love weakly, stupid people love stupidly, but the love of a free man is never safe. There is no gift fo.. | Toni Morrison | ||
| bb2a3db | Where was the lecture on how slavery alone catapulted the whole country from agriculture into the industrial age in two decades? White folks' hatred, their violence, was the gasoline that kept the profit motors running. | slavery-and-human-trafficking slavery-in-the-united-states | Toni Morrison | |
| 52205ef | Mister was allowed to be and stay what he was. But I wasn't allowed to be and stay what I was [...] School teacher changed me. I was something else and that something else was less than a chicken sitting in the sun on a tub. (Paul D.) | toni-morrison | Toni Morrison | |
| d2aee33 | She missed -- without knowing what she missed-- paints and crayons | culture poverty | Toni Morrison | |
| 7cf690c | No one is is sure of his premise as the man who knows too little. | curiosity humility | Barbara W. Tuchman | |
| d64f077 | When at last it was over, the war had many diverse results and one dominant one transcending all others: disillusion. | Barbara W. Tuchman | ||
| e9807c1 | Belgium, where there occurred one of the rare appearances of the hero in history, was lifted above herself by the uncomplicated conscience of her King and, faced with the choice to acquiesce or resist, took less than three hours to make her decision, knowing it might be mortal. | king-albert wwi | Barbara W. Tuchman | |
| 5adff57 | No less a bold and pugnacious figure than Winston Churchill broke down and was unable to finish his remarks at the sendoff of the British Expeditionary Force into the maelstrom of World War I in Europe. | emotion leadership warfare | Barbara W. Tuchman | |
| ea2bdba | The game (baseball)was a custom of his clan, and it gave outlet for the homicidal and sides-taking instincts which Babbitt called "patriotism" and "love of sport." -- | masculinity sports | Sinclair Lewis | |
| 2dfc2e5 | and they'll all be convinced that, even if our Buzzy maybe has got a few faults, he's on the side of the plain people, and against all the tight old political machines, and they'll rouse the country for him as the Great Liberator (and meanwhile Big Business will just wink and sit tight!) and then, by God, this crook--oh, I don't know whether he's more of a crook or an hysterical religious fanatic--along with Sarason and Haik and Prang and M.. | Sinclair Lewis | ||
| 9806fa2 | Cure the evils of Democracy by the evils of Fascism! Funny therapeutics. I've heard of their curing syphilis by giving the patient malaria, but I've never heard of their curing malaria by giving the patient syphilis! | Sinclair Lewis | ||
| a970c2b | They decided now, talking it over in their tight little two-and-quarter room flat, that most people who call themselves 'truth seekers' - persons who scurry about chattering of Truth as though it were a tangible seperable thing, like houses or salt or bread - did not so much desire to find Truth as to cure their mental itch. In novels, these truth-seekers quested the 'secret of life' in laboratories which did not seem to be provided wtih Bu.. | Sinclair Lewis | ||
| d4ad6d3 | when you trust the Lord God to give you the next step, when you wait in humility upon Him, *He* will open the doors or close them, and you'll get to rest and relax until He says, 'Go. | god humility peace trust waiting | Charles R. Swindoll | |
| efe746a | Tell me how on God's green earth we can dare offer salvation to a dying world when we're so busy shooting our own wounded. | Francine Rivers | ||
| 1d5648b | What does the body matter if the soul is dead? | dead matter soul | Francine Rivers | |
| 7012a0a | I promise to love and cherish you, to honor and sustain you, in sickness and in health, in poverty and in wealth, in the bad that may darken our days, in the good that may light our way. Tirzah, beloved, I promise to be true to you in all things until I die. And even beyond that, God willing. | Francine Rivers | ||
| 8ebdfd7 | Emotions are powerful, but they also change as quick as the wind. That's why the Lord says to renew your mind. Don't base decisions on what you feel. | emotions | Francine Rivers | |
| 8b3d0b3 | We all just use each other in one way or another. To feel good. To feel bad. To feel nothing at all. The lucky ones are real good at it. | Francine Rivers | ||
| 5227b6f | We're each single threads woven together in a tapestry God has created. Only he sees the full picture, but not even a sparrow falls without his knowing. | tapestry | Francine Rivers |