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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 1e3ceb1 | We can be a lot smarter and more capable than a lot of the technology doubters and climate deniers assume. The people who dismiss concerns about global warming seem to be the pessimists who would rather give up than own up to the problems we have all created. The people who worry most about what we are doing to the planet are the optimists who believe we also have the intelligence--we, as a species, working together--to come up with powerfu.. | Bill Nye | ||
| 6f1bbe5 | As writers and readers, as sinners and citizens, our realism and our aesthetic sense make us wary of crediting the positive note. The very gunfire braces us and the atrocious confers a worth upon the effort which it calls forth to confront it. | Seamus Heaney | ||
| 4ef2647 | Postscript And some time make the time to drive out west Into County Clare, along the Flaggy Shore, In September or October, when the wind And the light are working off each other So that the ocean on one side is wild With foam and glitter, and inland among stones The surface of a slate-grey lake is lit By the earthed lightning of a flock of swans, Their feathers roughed and ruffling, white on white, Their fully grown headstrong-looking hea.. | poetry | Seamus Heaney | |
| 378c5c1 | Over the waves, with the wind behind her and foam at her neck, she flew like a bird until her curved prow had covered the distance... | Seamus Heaney | ||
| a8c177a | One day the enemy will cross the Great Green. They will bring war and tragedy to these eastern lands. Such is the nature of vile men. Yet we cannot live in dread of them. We cannot hide behind these high walls, our hearts trembling. For that is not life. We must accept the needs and the duties of each day, and face them one at a time. | life war | David Gemmell | |
| 526f29f | All wars are started by angry old men, but they are fought by young men who die for reasons that are beyond them. In the end, the same old men sit around tables and the war ends. Nothing is achieved. Nothing is gained. New faces move into old castles, and the sons of the dead build families ready to feed new battleground graveyards. | David Gemmell | ||
| 8ef424e | Hatred is like a plague. It is all-consuming, and it springs from man to man. | David Gemmell | ||
| e379355 | So you will not kneel to me?" He said. I will kneel to no man, "She answered, preparing herself for the push that would send her toppling to her death and ready to haul him with her. You interest me, girl. There is no fear in you." Nor in you, apparently, King Priam." | David Gemmell | ||
| 8c74319 | My point is there will always be vile men, just as there will always be men of kindness and compassion... ...This world is a troubled, savage, place. It would, however, even be more ghastly if only evil men took time to master weapons." - Waylander from the book Hero in the Shadows by David Gemmell" | David Gemmell | ||
| 98d801a | We are fighting the greatest war the world has ever seen, and our likely future is death and ruins, and you are thinking about a women you love, instead of making battle plans. If this is what love can do to a man, perhaps you were better off without it. He smiled to himself. I do not believe that, he thought. | David Gemmell | ||
| 650b6f8 | Only a fool loves war," said Calvar, "or a man who has never seen it. The trouble is that the survivors forget about the horrors and remember only the battle lust. They pass on that memory, and other men hunger for it." | David Gemmell | ||
| ce95a04 | Our souls are but leaves in a storm, and only the gods know where we will come to rest. | fait gods life people prophecy | David Gemmell | |
| 105097a | War is the enemy of civilization. We cannot grow through war, Xander. It drags us down, filling our hearts with hatred and thoughts of revenge. | David Gemmell | ||
| 316e294 | It is said that the gates of paradise can only be opened by the tears of those left behind. I do not know whether that be true. It should be, I think. | David Gemmell | ||
| 9bd25aa | We ought to call it something,' said Banokles thoughtfully. 'We can't just keep calling it "that big bastard horse". It ought to have a name.' 'What do you suggest?' - 'Arse Face." | David Gemmell | ||
| 3f7f7fa | Be lucky, Xander, and be brave. You will find that bravery and luck are often bedfellows. | David Gemmell | ||
| dee1514 | Perhaps...I could not be content with mere contentment! | Angela Carter | ||
| 7d6c6e3 | Never ask, never get," the dog replied. "Never try, never taste. Never taste, never enjoy." | Susan Wittig Albert | ||
| 41ec6b0 | Beyond all of that, I could see the wall I had seen from inside the train, the wall that runs along the train line. I assumed that there, behind it, was the west, and I was right. I could have been wrong, but I was right.' If she had any future it was over there, and she needed to get to it. I sit in the chair exploring the meaning of dumbstruck, rolling the word around in my mind. I laugh with Miriam as she laughs at herself, and at the bo.. | belief berlin-wall captive courage dark-humor escape escape-attempt fence freedom gdr scars self-belief teenager wall | Anna Funder | |
| 8ba82a3 | I am the lady of the castle. My name is exile. My name is anguish. My name is longing. Far from the world on the windy crests of the mountain, I am kept in absolute seclusion, my time passes in an endless reverie, a perpetual swooning. I am both the Sleeping Beauty and the enchanted castle; the princess drowses in the castle of her flesh. | Angela Carter | ||
| f6c0cb9 | They say there's an ointment the Devil gives you that turns you into a wolf the minute you rub it on. | wolf wolves | Angela Carter | |
| 4f1fb4e | But I do not want to paint our circumstantial portraits so that we both emerge with enough well-rounded, spuriously detailed actuality that you are forced to believe in us. I do not want to practise such sleight of hand. You must be content only with glimpses of our outlines, as if you had caught sight of our reflections in the looking-glass of somebody else's house as you passed by the window. | angela-carter | Angela Carter | |
| adc4388 | I can no longer tell the difference between memory and dream. They share the same quality of wishful thinking. | Angela Carter | ||
| 9ae7891 | I am happy only in that I am a monster. | Angela Carter | ||
| 544160c | Have you ever stared stark failure in the face, young man? The trick is, to outstare it! | Angela Carter | ||
| 281fc0d | The lilies i always associate with him; that are white. And stain you. | Angela Carter | ||
| 208448a | Fish in the sea are luminous so that they can recognise one another; might not men and women also exude some kind of speechless luminescence to those akin to them? | luminous | Angela Carter | |
| 79250c9 | But he had been the victim of the world's most common crime--his youth had been kidnapped by a thing called time. It had likely also been raped, dismembered, and buried somewhere never to be seen again | time youth | Aurelio Voltaire | |
| f7cd4d3 | Likewise, Oscar Wilde asked an English journalist to look over 'The Picture of Dorian Gray' before publication: "Will you also look after my 'wills' and 'shalls' in proof. I am Celtic in my use of these words, not English." Wilde's novel upset virtually every code of late Victorian respectability, but he had to get his modal auxiliaries just right." -- | oscar-wilde | Andrew Elfenbein | |
| a65c977 | I said: 'Thou thing of patches, rings, Pins, necklaces and suchlike things, | William Blake | ||
| dffa632 | During the age of Christ, of his apostles, and of their first disciples, the doctrine which they preached was confirmed by innumerable prodigies. The lame walked, the blind saw, the sick were healed, the dead were raised, daemons were expelled, and the laws of Nature were frequently suspended for the benefit of the church [...] But the sages of Greece and Rome turned aside from the awful spectacle, and, pursuing the ordinary occupations of .. | miracles superstition | Edward Gibbon | |
| 5014ddc | Edward Gibbon (1737-1794) in his said that the following five attributes marked Rome at its end: first, a mounting love of show and luxury (that is, affluence); second, a widening gap between the very rich and the very poor (this could be among countries in the family of nations as well as in a single nation); third, an obsession with sex; fourth, freakishness in the arts, masquerading as originality, and enthusiasms pretending to be crea.. | culture-critique faith philosophy | Francis A. Schaeffer | |
| 7a11de8 | none can desire what he has not perceiv'd. | William Blake | ||
| 112d667 | There is a famous question that shows up, it seems, in every single self-help book ever written: What would you do if you knew that you could not fail? But I've always seen it differently. I think the fiercest question of all is this one: What would you do even if you knew that you might very well fail? What do you love doing so much that the words failure and success essentially become irrelevant? What do you love even more than you love y.. | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| 3efcb00 | Passion can seem intimidatingly out of reach at times - a distant tower of flame, accessible only to geniuses and to those who are specially touched by God. But curiosity is a milder, quieter, more welcoming, and more democratic entity. The stakes of curiosity are also far lower than the stakes of passion. [...] Curiosity only ever asks one simple question: "Is there anything you're interested in?" Anything? Even a tiny bit? No matter how m.. | curiosity find-your-passion finding-your-passion follow-your-interests getting-unstuck stuck stuck-in-a-rut what-to-do-next what-to-do-with-my-life | Elizabeth Gilbert | |
| 6a75ffc | A driver had been sent to meet us. He was gray-haired, short, and nimble and introduced himself. "I am Patrick and so is every fourth man in Ireland, and the ones in between are named Sean or Mick or Finn, and I'll be driving you." | irish irishmen | Sharon Creech | |
| b8ca7e4 | Why do people not listen when you say no? Why do they think you are too stupid or too young to understand? Why do they think you are too shy to reply? Why do they keep badgering you until you will say yes? | Sharon Creech | ||
| bb8a3c4 | She told how the fear had slipped away through the year, 'slipped away silently and secretly', and how we mustn't be afraid to try new things. | Sharon Creech | ||
| 38c3d4c | No, I wanna go kick puppies," she retorted." | puppies | Julie Kenner | |
| 3fde164 | They weren't wearing their handy-dandy I'm an Evil Demon T-shirts; nevertheless, I could tell they were coming for me. | Julie Kenner | ||
| 7107700 | Any actual relating is impossible during such a state of pitched fever. Real, sane, mature love--the kind that pays the mortgage year after year and picks up the kids after school--is not based on infatuation but on affection and respect. And the word "respect," from Latin respicere ('to gaze at"), suggests that you can actually see the person who is standing next to you, something you absolutely cannot do from within the swirling mists of .. | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| 0ae7f4a | The last line of the Divine Comedy, in which Dante is faced with the vision of God Himself, is a sentiment that is still easily understandable by anyone familiar with so-called modern Italian. Dante writes that God is not merely a blinding vision of glorious light, but that He is, most of all, l'amour che move il sole e l'altre stelle...'The love that moves the sun and the other stars. | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| c41d35a | Flexibility is just as essential for divinity as is discipline. | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| ebe84cd | So when I ran out of the final bottle of Zoloft, I didn't take any more. I didn't call Dr. Barney either. I just threw the bottle away and said Okay, if I ever feel bad again, I'll remember how good I felt that night on the Brooklyn Bridge. Pills were for wimps, and this was over; I was done; I was back to me. | Ned Vizzini |