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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 2d5ddd6 | Then as she looked up in his face, he smiled most sweetly and said something he had never said before, "You have one real beauty, Much-Afraid, you have such trustful eyes. Trust is one of the much beautiful things in the world. When I look at the trust in your eyes I find you more beautiful to look upon than many a lovely queen." -- | Hannah Hurnard | ||
| 51387b8 | But now we seem to have entered an era where getting caught lying openly and shamelessly, lying in a manner that insults the intelligence of both your friends and foes, lying about lying, and lying for the sake of lying have all lost their power to damage a politician. In fact, the "Trump Effect" yields the opposite result: Trump supporters seem to approve of the fact that he lies constantly, including to them." | Al Franken | ||
| 1319230 | My point is, the Senate is filled not just with lawyers, but with old white men. | Al Franken | ||
| 1602b3c | I don't know why dishonesty has always gotten under my skin. My parents taught me to tell the truth, but come on, whose parents didn't? Well, okay, maybe Trump's. The point is, I don't know where exactly my particular obsession with lies and lying liars came from. And I admit, it's a little weird. Part of it may be that I've always been an incredibly literal person. | Al Franken | ||
| 3e7762e | A girl is there. Dressed in a dirty rag of a dress, turning to look at him with the large, gold eyes that have studied everything from the rafters. Her hair in the overhead light appears dark for an instant, then when she shifts, fair. She is there in vivid detail, down to a mustache of beaded water above her generous mouth. A dead girl, looking more real and more alive than anyone he has ever seen. She is not the girl--Oisin knows this wit.. | Lisa Carey | ||
| 3d4eb8f | Whoever falls, hatred will breed hatred. | Hayao Miyazaki | ||
| 2149523 | It is difficult to understand the behavior of most German Protestants in the first Nazi years unless one is aware of two things: their history and the influence of Martin Luther.* The great founder of Protestantism was both a passionate anti-Semite and a ferocious believer in absolute obedience to political authority. He wanted Germany rid of the Jews and when they were sent away he advised that they be deprived of "all their cash and jewel.. | William L. Shirer | ||
| f15a94f | Certainly,' said his mother, 'but first I want to know about the accident with your bicycle.' Well,' Phillip said, 'if you wanta really know. I was sitting in the basket of my bike ridin' down Mission Hill backwards singing 'Polly Wolly Doodle' and I saw the bread truck comin' and I guess I didn't turn soon enough and I ran into the Wallaces' iron fence and I caught my shoe on the pedal and my pants on a picket and I hit my eye on the handl.. | Betty MacDonald | ||
| d11c7e0 | Of course the reason that all the children in our town like Mrs. Piggle-Wiggle is because Mrs. Piggle-Wiggle likes children, she enjoys talking to them and best of all they do not irritate her. | Betty MacDonald | ||
| 8120652 | Grab his penis like this, and I guarantee, it's a done deal. | Emily Giffin | ||
| ccfb90e | As I listen to Darcy breathing in the dark beside me, I wonder how we got to this. How we could be in love with the same person. How I coudl be sabotaging my best friend's engagement. In the final seconds before sleep, I wish I could go back and undo everything, give those little girls another chance. | Emily Giffin | ||
| cf3d8a2 | I had seen the light, come to believe that a wedding should be about a feeling between two people, not a show for the masses...It was a magical, romantic evening, and although I occasionally wish I had worn a slightly fancier dress, and that Nick and I had danced on our wedding night, I have no real regrets about the way we chose to do things. | Emily Giffin | ||
| e1c147d | You know in your heart when you're doing the right thing and when you're not. And you just have to do everything you can to stay the course. | Emily Giffin | ||
| fe93d98 | Because Marian was the love of my life. For a long time. And that's the kind of information you share when you're young and stupid and hoping that you're in something that is going to be even bigger and better than what you once lost. It's the kind of shit you waste your time thinking about. Lemme tell you -- it does no good. | Emily Giffin | ||
| 790c5da | I have one final hope, If I get double sixes, maybe he will change his mind, come back to me. As if to cast a magic spell, I blow on the dice just as Dex did...Just as it happened with our first roll, one die lands before its mate. On a six! I hold my breath. For a brief second, I see a mess of dots, and think I have boxcars again. I kneel, staring at the second die. | Emily Giffin | ||
| 7e1ef03 | I find myself wondering which is more egregious, to pretend to be happy when you're not, or to feel so consistently dissatisfied when you should be happy. | Emily Giffin | ||
| 735ba74 | T know what they say about secrets. I've heard it all. That they can haunt and govern you. That they can poison relationships and divide families. That in the end, only the truth will set you free. | Emily Giffin | ||
| e275536 | did I ever stop loving him the way you're supposed to stop loving everyone but the one you're with? | stop | Emily Giffin | |
| 487395a | But now I can see that there is redemption and beauty in an accident emanating from love. | Emily Giffin | ||
| 10b3579 | The list of differences was endless, but, in the end, none of them mattered. What mattered was that we completely accepted each other. That I had her back, and she had mine. | Emily Giffin | ||
| 7d8a6bd | Life was good then, I though, as I started to cry. Not so much because I missed the good times, although I did. It was more that I knew I was turning into one of those girls who, upon looking at high school photos, feels wistful. | Emily Giffin | ||
| e522c04 | Get a load of this one... I heard that she actually thought paparazzi was the last name of one particular Italian photographer. Apparently she said something like, 'Who is this Paparazzi guy and why didn't they arrest him years ago after he killed Princess Diana? | Emily Giffin | ||
| e5fd394 | What's not to love' is hardly a reason to love. And the catch of your life is not the same thing as the love of your life. Be careful of that subtle but rather crucial distinction. | Emily Giffin | ||
| 34321eb | They were all true--and still are--but were better left unsaid, just as I decided never to confess to Andy how close I came to losing everything. Instead, I hold that day deep within myself, as a reminder that love is the sum of our choices, the strength of our commitments, the ties that bind us together. | Emily Giffin | ||
| b03420c | For deep love unsatisfied is the hell of noble hearts and a portion of the accursed, but love that is mirrored back more perfect from the soul of our desired doth fashion wings to lift us above ourselves, and makes us what we might be. | H. Rider Haggard | ||
| 414a1dd | To the young, indeed, death is sometimes welcome, for the young can feel. They love and suffer, and it wrings them to see their beloved pass into the land of shadows. | H. Rider Haggard | ||
| 9d1687b | for surely the food that memory gives to eat is bitter to the taste, and it is only with the teeth of hope that we can bear to chew it. (Ayesha) | H. Rider Haggard | ||
| 87dc1ab | T]he mind wearies easily when it strives to grapple with the Infinite, and to trace the footsteps of the Almighty as he strides from sphere to sphere, or deduce his purpose from his works. Such things are not for us to know. Knowledge is to the strong, and we are weak. Too much wisdom would perchance blind our imperfect sight, and too much strength would make us drunk, and overweight our feeble reason till it fell, and we were drowned in th.. | H. Rider Haggard | ||
| a9eab5e | 'how then does soul differ from spirit?' you're probably asking yourself. although he must have been reasonably sure nobody was. "Well, soul is darker of color, denser of volume, saltier of flavor, rougher of texture, and tends to be more maternalistic than paternalistic: soul is connected to Mother Earth just as spirit is connected to Father Sky. Of course, mothers and fathers are prone to copulation, and in their commingled state, soul an.. | Tom Robbins | ||
| 9afb1c7 | Victor waited until Ozols had passed out of the light before squeezing the trigger with smooth, even pressure. Suppressed gunshots interrupted the early morning stillness. Ozols was hit in the sternum, twice in rapid succession. The bullets were low powered, subsonic 5.7 mm, but larger rounds could have been no more fatal. Copper-encased lead tore through skin, bone, and heart before lodging side by side between vertebrae. Ozols collapsed b.. | Tom Wood | ||
| 410e0a4 | Marco lives in a fantasy world, one that's more interesting and more fun than reality. That's the definition of being insane, surely?" said my son, Raul "I suppose so," I said. "It's like Don Quixote." | Javier Cercas | ||
| 8abfa3a | It is, but a virtue taken to extremes is a vice. If one does not understand there are things more important than the truth one doesn't understand how important the truth is. | Javier Cercas | ||
| ec0af51 | William Blake: "In your own bosom you bear your heaven and earth, And all you behold, though it appears without, It is within, in your imagination, Of which this world of mortality is but a shadow." | Neville Goddard | ||
| e8e6ad0 | And we are put on earth a little space, that we may learn to bear the beams of love; | the-little-black-boy | William Blake | |
| cb7652f | In the alchemy of man's soul almost all noble attributes--courage, honor, love, hope, faith, duty, loyalty, etc.--can be transmuted into ruthlessness. Compassion alone stands apart from the continuous traffic between good and evil proceeding within us. Compassion is the antitoxin of the soul: where there is compassion even the most poisonous impulses remain relatively harmless. Nature has no compassion. It is, in the words of William Blake,.. | man nature | Eric Hoffer | |
| 0fc0813 | The Lily of the valley, breathing in the humble grass Answer'd the lovely maid and said: "I am a watry weed, And I am very small, and love to dwell in lowly vales; So weak, the gilded butterfly scarce perches on my head; Yet I am visited from heaven, and he that smiles on all Walks in the valley and each morn over me spreads his hand, Saying: 'Rejoice, thou humble grass, thou new-born lily flower," | William Blake | ||
| 45c37f9 | Arise you little glancing wings, and sing your infant joy! Arise and drink your bliss, for every thing that lives is holy! | William Blake | ||
| bb0faed | And, father, how can I love you Or any of my brothers more? I love you like the little bird That picks up crumbs around the door. | William Blake | ||
| 7620094 | The Holy Word That walk'd among the ancient trees, Calling the lapsed soul, And weeping in the evening dew; That might control | William Blake | ||
| 4694c2d | He who would do good to another must do it in Minute Particulars: General Good is the plea of the scoundrel, hypocrite & flatterer.. | William Blake | ||
| ddacb6f | This was maybe best of all. I never once expected to be someone's nice surprise. | Leif Enger | ||
| 915a004 | Nothing could quiet a happy crowd of kids like Mr. Holgren's unannounced appearance -- he loved superintending; he was made for it. So when he marched in that morning with a determined look on his face, we froze. Boys and girls recognize sinister as handily as dogs do. Here it was. My best guess now is he'd got it in his head to try "relating" to us -- but when he produced a paper pilgrim's hat from behind his back and put it on his own hea.. | Leif Enger | ||
| 09f2c79 | Is it hubris to believe we all live epics? | Leif Enger | ||
| f99f122 | Listening to Dad's guitar, halting yet lovely in the search for phrasing, I thought: Fair is whatever God wants to do. | Leif Enger |