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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 3640ce5 | It does not matter. The joke is we all have the same punch line. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| 2b4ebf2 | Here in the bathroom with me are razor blades. Here is iodine to drink. Here are sleeping pills to swallow. You have a choice. Live or die. Every breath is a choice. Every minute is a choice. To be or not to be. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| 1d057a3 | That's the worst aspect of being a writer: managing plausibility. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| c0444d2 | No sin, no crime, then extinction not earned. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| f515c88 | Fuck off with your sofa units and strine green stripe patterns, I say never be complete, I say stop being perfect, I say let... lets evolve, let the chips fall where they may | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| 4515cfd | Watching white moon face The stars never feel anger Blah, blah, blah, the end | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| 643260a | please accept the fact that people do not change over time.The elderly are, in reality, age tikes.Conversely, the young are juvenile codgers.Granted, we might develop some skills, achieve some profound insights over a lifetime, but by and large who you are at eighty-five is who you were at five.One is either born intelligent or not.The body ages, grows, passes through near-lunatic phases of reproductive frenzy, but you are born and die the .. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| 4f1010f | Hoard food and it rots. Hoard money and you rot. Hoard power and the nation rots. | hoarding power | Chuck Palahniuk | |
| 711af7b | I figured I'd spend my first thousand years of Hell in some entry-level position, but after that I wanted to move into management. Be a real team player. Hell is going to see enormous growth in market share over the next millennium. I wanted to ride the crest. The agent said that sounded pretty realistic. | survivor | Chuck Palahniuk | |
| ed5d082 | The problem is, if you never weep in public... well, the public assumes you never weep. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| 16935ef | Suffering is key to inspiration. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| cebe56c | It's a Cinderella story, only at midnight she turns back into a fugitive. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| 629b18a | Perhaps life itself occurred as a sort of prison she felt compelled to escape. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| 385f749 | Unless she married soon, Bond thought for the hundredth time, or had a lover, her cool air of authority might easily become spinsterish and she would join the army of women who had married a career. | careers marriage women | Ian Fleming | |
| c9a2761 | Where you some particular person because people recognized you as that? | Penelope Farmer | ||
| bed81f0 | Each dark conjecture came and for a moment settled like a vulture on Bond's shoulder and croaked into his ear that he had been a blind fool. | folly foolishness guilt regret | Ian Fleming | |
| 0f7453e | It is not just a question of blowing up a building or shooting a prime minister. Such bourgeois horseplay is not contemplated. Our operation must be delicate, refined and aimed at the heart of the Intelligence apparat of the West. | death horseplay james-bond refinement | Ian Fleming | |
| 69e371f | The difference between a good golf shot and a bad one is the same as the difference between a beautiful and a plain woman --a matter of millimetres. | golf insightful | Ian Fleming | |
| dc636a3 | Anyway, I make up my own mind about men and women. What's the good of other people's opinions? Animals don't consult each other about other animals. They look and sniff and feel. In love and hate, and everything in between, those are the only tests that matter. But people are unsure of their own instincts. They want reassurance. So they ask someone else whether they should like a particular person or not. And as the world loves bad news, th.. | Ian Fleming | ||
| 5197428 | Those who deserve to die, die the death they deserve. | live | Ian Fleming | |
| 9f197d8 | Once a King, always a King. But once a Knight is enough! | Ian Fleming | ||
| 07d6c2e | Bond didn't defend the practice. He simply maintained that the more effort and ingenuity you put into gambling, the more you took out. | Ian Fleming | ||
| d85abb6 | Before he slept he reflected, as he had often reflected in other moments of triumph at the card table, that the gain to the winner is, in some odd way, always less than the loss to the loser. | Ian Fleming | ||
| 9d24a60 | I was interested when Mr. Morton talked in this manner, giving his thoughts on the way of the world. I knew that most men of his generation fumed at what they considered lack of propriety and dangerous freedom of modern young women, but Mr. Morton was above all a fair and just man, without prejudices. I had once overheard him saying to Colonel Rodsley, 'Certainly I agree with you that women are not the equals of men, Colonel. But neither ar.. | Madeleine Brent | ||
| 3b50d40 | On and off, all that hot French August, we made ourselves ill from eating the greengages. Joss and I felt guilty; we were still at the age when we thought being greedy was a childish fault and this gave our guilt a tinge of hopelessness because, up to then, we had believed that as we grew older our faults would disappear, and none of them did. | Rumer Godden | ||
| b31e448 | When one came to know them it was surprising how childish grown people could be. | adults childishness | Rumer Godden | |
| 9263df9 | Children are always ready to believe that adult catastrophes are their fault. | P.D. James | ||
| 44f2e39 | It's easy to get a reputation for wisdom. It's only necessary to live long, speak little and do less. | P.D. James | ||
| 6b3a1d2 | But he still lingered, feeling the wind lift his hair and grateful for another minute of peace. He was grateful, too, that Kate Miskin could share it with him without the need to speak and without making him feel that her silence was a conscious discipline. He had chosen her because he needed a woman in his team and she was the best available. The choice had been partly rational, partly instinctive and he was beginning to realize just how w.. | P.D. James | ||
| 4b713e7 | OK, she's dead and you feel guilty, and feeling guilt isn't something you enjoy. Too bad. Get used to it. Why the hell should you escape guilt? It's part of being human. Or hadn't you noticed? | P.D. James | ||
| 7c651ca | He had begun the diary less as a record of his life (for whom and why? What life?) than as a regular and self-indulgent exploration, a means of makings sense of the past years, part catharsis, part comforting affirmation. | P.D. James | ||
| 28916a6 | She was trapped with a telepathic cat that wanted to go to the opera, in an elevator that had passed dungeon in favor of a lower floor - hell. | Nina Bangs | ||
| 56729dd | Dead pirates didn't get to spend their booty. Dead pirates didn't get to shake their booty, either. Bummer. | Nina Bangs | ||
| 37f434a | The princess of perverted plants and the demented vampire have come to join us! How absolutely thrilling! | Nina Bangs | ||
| 9321593 | We defied fate, who stepped in long ago and did everything in her power to keep us apart. Like two comets headed for a collision, our trajectory could not be stopped. We kept finding a way back. Every choice, every kiss, every subtle nudge was destined for our inevitable impact. Fate thought she was pulling us apart, when all along, she was setting the path for spectacular crash. An eruption, a nova, a big bang, a constellation--That's what.. | Nina G. Jones | ||
| ecd5267 | Colin: "1 dinna understand why we canna just go to bed and have sex." He looked truly puzzled." | men sex women | Nina Bangs | |
| bfe51a5 | You know what? From now on, I think I'm going to call you Mister Christmas. | fern-michaels holiday secret-santa | Fern Michaels | |
| c24c669 | In a world where we spend ever more of our time staring at screens, blocking out even our most intimate and proximate human contacts, public institutions with open-door policies compel us to pay close attention to people nearby. After all, places like libraries are saturated with strangers, people whose bodies are different, whose styles are different, who make different sounds, speak different languages, give off different, sometimes noxio.. | civility difference public-libraries social-infrastructure strangers | Eric Klinenberg | |
| eb92ef3 | What counts as social infrastructure? I define it capaciously. Public institutions such as libraries, schools, playgrounds, parks, athletic fields, and swimming pools are vital parts of the social infrastructure. So too are sidewalks, courtyards, community gardens, and other green spaces that invite people into the public realm. Community organizations, including churches and civic associations, act as social infrastructures when they have .. | social-relationships third-place | Eric Klinenberg | |
| 240ba43 | We Indian people, we look at the people more poor, more low, more hard than us and we be thanking God we are not them. So we are happy. But you white peoples, you are looking at the peoples above you all of the times and you are thinking, why aren't I be them? Why am I not having that moneys and things? And so you are unhappy all of the time. | Sarah Macdonald | ||
| 9c98e5e | I wanted to describe the world, because to live in an undescribed world was too lonely. | Nicole Krauss | ||
| fe8dbde | I wished to punish her for her intolerable stoicism, which made it impossible for me to ever be truly needed by her in the most profound ways a person can need another, a need that often goes by the name of love. | Nicole Krauss | ||
| c0634a4 | Narrative cannot sustain formlessness any more than light can sustain darkness - it is the antithesis of formlessness, and so it can never truly communicate it. Chaos is the one truth that narrative must always betray, for in the creation of its delicate structures that reveal many truths about life, the portion of truth that has to do with incoherence and disorder must be obscured. More and more, it had felt to me that in the things I wrot.. | Nicole Krauss | ||
| f1ebc68 | Sometimes these misunderstandings were even desirable, since they gave people a reason to say 'Forgive me, I was only scratching my nose. Of course I know I've always been right to love you.' Because of the frequency of these mistakes, over time the gesture for asking forgiveness evolved into the simplest form. Just to open your palm was to say: Forgive me. | Nicole Krauss |