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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 16bcd8a | Parental wealth is especially important for social mobility, because it can provide informal insurance that allows kids to take more risks in search of more reward. | Robert D. Putnam | ||
| dd9c59e | Uniformity in the common law, consisting of broad principles like the "reasonable person" standard, generally permits adjustment for the circumstances. This type of uniform principle is almost synonymous with fairness. Uniform application of a detailed rule, on the other hand, will almost always favor one group over another. p. 34" | common-law fairness government law politics red-tape | Philip K. Howard | |
| 8a47ffe | These are only new devices for putting the weak at the mercy of the strong. | Nikola Tesla | ||
| b21b3da | Facts and ideas are dead in themselves and it is the imagination that gives life to them. | Sean Patrick | ||
| df2842b | War can not be avoided until the physical cause for its recurrence is removed and this, in the last analysis, is the vast extent of the planet on which we live. Only thru annihilation of distance in every respect, as the conveyance of intelligence, transport of passengers and supplies and transmission of energy will conditions be brought about some day, insuring permanency of friendly relations. | Nikola Tesla | ||
| ddd1b82 | Opportunities are whispers, not foghorns. | Sean Patrick | ||
| c390879 | I counted the steps in my walks and calculated the cubical contents of soup plates, coffee cups and pieces of food otherwise my meal was unenjoyable. | Nikola Tesla | ||
| 829d6d7 | In 1924, Nikola Tesla was asked why he never married? His answer was this: "I had always thought of woman as possessing those delicate qualities of mind and soul that made her in her respects far superior to man. I had put her on a lofty pedestal, figuratively speaking, and ranked her in certain important attributes considerably higher than man. I worshipped at the feet of the creature I had raised to this height, and, like every true wors.. | Nikola Tesla | ||
| c636410 | So, what does all this tell us? First, that the seed of greatness exists in every human being. Whether it sprouts or not is our choice. Second, that there are no such things as natural-born under- or overachievers--there are simply people that tap into their true potentials and people that don't. What is generally recognized as "great talent" is, in almost all cases, nothing more than the outward manifestations of an unwavering dedication t.. | Sean Patrick | ||
| 87eb008 | Of all the endless variety of phenomena which nature presents to our senses, there is none that fills our mind with greater wonder than that inconceivably complex movement which ... we designate as human life. Its mysterious origin is veiled in the forever impenetrable mist of the past, its character is rendered incomprehensible by its in | Nikola Tesla | ||
| a5ed7d7 | Henry Ford failed in business several times and was flat broke five times before he founded the Ford Motor Company. | Sean Patrick | ||
| b0b631f | But wars--or the threat of war--at least put an end to American chattel slavery, Nazism, Fascism, Japanese militarism, and Soviet Communism. It is hard to think of any democracy--Afghan, American, Athenian, contemporary German, Iraqi, Italian, Japanese, ancient Theban--that was not an outcome of armed struggle and war. | Victor Davis Hanson | ||
| 73731cd | Victory may now require a level of force deemed objectionable by civilized peoples, meaning that some, for justifiable reasons, may be reluctant to pursue it. But victory has not become an ossified concept altogether. | history victory war | Victor Davis Hanson | |
| 6f94ab4 | It's remarkable, being alive. | Michael Cunningham | ||
| d9a2058 | Samuel walked out to Lindsey then, and there she was in his arms, my sweet butterball babe, born ten years after my fourteen years on Earth: Abigail Suzanne. Little Susie to me. Samuel placed Susie on a blanket near the flowers. And my sister, my Lindsey, left me in her memories, where I was meant to be. | novel quotes the-lovely-bones | Alice Sebold | |
| 04ef4b8 | By December 1975, a year had passed since Mr. Harvey had packed his bags, but there was still no sign of him. For a while, until the tape dirtied or the paper tore, store owners kept a scratchy sketch of him taped to their windows. Lindsey and Samuel walked in the neighboorhood or hung out at Hal's bike shop. She wouldn't go to the diner where the other kids went. The owner of the diner was a law and order man. He had blown up the sketch of.. | Alice Sebold | ||
| 7936899 | After a few days in heaven, I realized that the javelin-throwers and the shot-putters and the boys who played basketball on the cracked blacktop were all in their own version of heaven. Theirs just fit with mine- didn't duplicate it precisely, but had a lot of the same things going on inside. ~pg 17 | Alice Sebold | ||
| 536372e | She climbed down the cliffs after tying her sweater loosely around her waist. Down below she could see nothing but jagged rocks and waves. She was creful, but I watched her feet more than the view she saw- I worried about her slipping. My mother's desire to reach those waves, touch her feet to another ocean on the other side of the country, was all she was thinking of- the pure baptismal goal of it. Whoosh and you can start over again. Or .. | Alice Sebold | ||
| 563d156 | At nearly two months,the idea of it as news was fading in the hearts of all but my family-and Ruth | Alice Sebold | ||
| f4fde81 | You don't notice the dead leaving when they really hoose to leave you. You're not meant to. At most you feel them as a whisper or the wave of a whisper undulating down. | Alice Sebold | ||
| 5bfdead | Heaven wasn't perfect. | Alice Sebold | ||
| ebc7e23 | When they reached the lobby and the doors opened I knew they were meant to be there, the four of them, alone. | Alice Sebold | ||
| 76b94de | Above his bed the clock ticked off the minutes and I thought of the game Lindsey and I had played in the yard together: "he loves me/he loves me not" picked out on daisy's petals. I could hear the clock casting my own two greatest wishes back to me in the same rhythm: "Die for me/don't die for me, die for me/don't die for me." I could not help myself, it seemed, as I tore at his weakening heart. If he died, I would have him forever. Was thi.. | Alice Sebold | ||
| d2927e0 | I focused very hard on the dead geranium in his line of vision. I thought if I could make it bloom he would have his answer. In my heaven it bloomed. In my heaven geranium petals swirled in eddies up to my waist. On Earth nothing happened... I stood alone in a sea of bright petals. | Alice Sebold | ||
| 7048733 | That night at the Brooklyn party, I was playing the girl who was in style, the girl a man like Nick wants: the Cool Girl. Men always say that as the defining compliment, don't they? She's a cool girl. Being the Cool Girl means I am a hot, brilliant, funny woman who adores football, poker, dirty jokes, and burping, who plays video games, drinks cheap beer, loves threesomes and anal sex, and jams hot dogs and hamburgers into her mouth like sh.. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| eb0add4 | I am the man who loves his life. I am the man who does not sacrifice his love or his values. | john-galt philosophy | Ayn Rand | |
| fc1b4ea | There is a time in late September when the leaves are still green, and the days are still warm, but somehow you know that it is all about to end, as if summer was holding its breath, and when it let it out again, it would be autumn. | Sharyn McCrumb | ||
| 8046d83 | But castles in the air were founded on such hopes. | Jane Feather | ||
| 87db618 | Hey, baby," he said quietly, his eyes searching my face. "I fucked up. I'm sorry." It killed me to hear those words, I'm sorry. Ever since I'd known him, I'd wanted Kes to apologize for something, anything. He never had. Until now. It was too much like giving in, and I hated it. I took a shuddering breath. I will not cry. "I go away for a few days and you get yourself all beat up." He gave me a small smile. "Yeah, I really did." I leaned do.. | Jane Harvey-Berrick | ||
| fc7c5d4 | Don't patronize me, Caro", he said, sounding even angrier. "You think I don't know what it means to make this commitment but I do ... Don't dismiss how I feel just because...just because I'm younger than you." | Jane Harvey-Berrick | ||
| c7ec733 | I was thinking about eating you, Chief, but as you're such a stubborn, annoying man, who makes me pissed with everything other sentence he utters from between his beautiful, badly-behaved likps, I thought I'd better tie you up first. What do you say? | Jane Harvey-Berrick | ||
| 36d618b | I can't, Caro, it's out of my hands now. But I promise it's temporary. I just... after all this time... I wanted us to be able to spend more than a few hours together." He stared at his hands. "I don't know when I'll see you again," he mumbled. "I've already waited ten years." | sebastian-to-caroline the-education-of-caroline | Jane Harvey-Berrick | |
| a009043 | When he performs, he is all of us, the person we wish we could be. He is the hero in all of us. | Jane Harvey-Berrick | ||
| 355dfe9 | It's hard to explain what those two weeks every summer meant to me. I lived for them, I breathed for them, and the rest of my life seemed to be spent waiting. | Jane Harvey-Berrick | ||
| db3fb0b | I make mistakes and I move on. That's what I do, that's what I've always done. I leave, and other people leave. You're the first person in my whole life who stayed. And then you were taken away. But now you're here again ... and you're trying to leave me. That fucking hurts, too. | Jane Harvey-Berrick | ||
| b162c0e | Saying that he's cute is like saying that it's dark at night. | Jane Harvey-Berrick | ||
| 05849fb | I'm just allergic to cheating trollops - it makes me break out in sarcasm. | Jane Harvey-Berrick | ||
| eb0a9ad | This is the hardest stuff in the world to photograph. You need a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree lens, or something. You see it, and then you look down in the ground glass and it's just nothing. As soon as you put a border on it, it's gone. | Robert M. Pirsig | ||
| 8a7872d | Little children were trained not to do "just what they liked" but...but what?...Of course! What others liked. And which others? Parents, teachers, supervisors, policemen, judges, officials, kings, dictators. All authorities. When you are trained to despise "just what you like" then, of course, you become a much more obedient servant of others--a good slave. When you learn not to do "just what you like" then the System loves you." | Robert M. Pirsig | ||
| 5c1c6fe | Like those in the valley behind us, most people stand in sight of the spiritual mountains all their lives and never enter them, being content to listen to others who have been there and thus avoid the hardships. Some travel into the mountains accompanied by experienced guides who know the best and least dangerous routes by which they arrive at their destination. Still others, inexperienced and untrusting, attempt to make their own routes. F.. | Robert M. Pirsig | ||
| 04420a8 | Now the stream of our common consciousness seems to be obliterating its own banks, losing its central direction and purpose, flooding the lowlands, disconnecting and isolating the highlands and to no particular purpose other than the wasteful fulfillment of its own internal momentum | Robert M. Pirsig | ||
| 122dffc | Mental reflection is so much more interesting than TV it's a shame more people don't switch over to it. They probably think what they hear is unimportant but it never is. | Robert M. Pirsig | ||
| 961e6e4 | Gumption is the psychic gasoline that keeps the whole thing going. | Robert M. Pirsig | ||
| 3c22851 | She seems so depressed sometimes by the monotony and boredom of her city life, I thought maybe in this endless grass and wind she would see a thing that sometimes comes when monotony and boredom are accepted. It's here, but I have no names for it. | Robert M. Pirsig |