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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| ddb2de8 | I will give Mr. Freeland the credit of being the best master I ever had, till I became my own master. | Frederick Douglass | ||
| 7830d3a | The Christianity of America is a Christianity, of whose votaries it may be as truly said, as it was of the ancient scribes and Pharisees, 'They bind heavy burdens, and grievous to be borne, and lay them on men's shoulders, but they themselves will not move them with one of their fingers. | Frederick Douglass | ||
| 88a6770 | The precise ancestry of a black drug dealer or cop killer is irrelevant. His blackness predicts and explains his crime. He reinforces the racist presumption. It is only when that presumption is questioned that a fine analysis of ancestry is invoked. Frederick Douglass was an ordinary nigger while working the fields. But as a famed abolitionist, it was often said that his genius must derive from his white half. | ancestry frederick-douglass mixed-ancestry obama racism white-supremacy | Ta-Nehisi Coates | |
| 79e501e | These dear souls came not to Sabbath school because it was popular to do so, nor did I teach them because it was reputable to be thus engaged. Every moment they spent in that school, they were liable to be taken up, and given thirty-nine lashes. They came because they wished to learn. Their minds had been starved by their cruel masters. They had been shut up in mental darkness. I taught them, because it was the delight of my soul to be doin.. | learning slavery | Frederick Douglass | |
| 8d72810 | Experience is a keen teacher; | Frederick Douglass | ||
| 1c9ebab | But what man has made, man can un-make. | David W. Blight | ||
| 7db08c6 | It was dusk - winter dusk. Snow lay white and shining over the pleated hills, and icicles hung from the forest trees. Snow lay piled on the dark road across Willoughby Wold, but from dawn men had been clearing it with brooms and shovels. There were hundreds of them at work, wrapped in sacking because of the bitter cold, and keeping together in groups for fear of the wolves, grown savage and reckless from hunger. | Joan Aiken | ||
| e0dc5ab | Kekrops leaned away from Hazel as if she somehow offended him. 'Millennia ago, we were driven underground by the two-legged humans, but I know the ways of the city better than any. I came to warn you. If you try to approach the Acropolis aboveground, you will be destroyed.' Jason stopped nibbling his cake. 'You mean ... by you?' 'By Porphyrion's armies,' said the snake king. 'The Acropolis is ringed with great siege weapons - onagers.' ' o.. | Rick Riordan | ||
| cd541f3 | You're the ghost of royalty imposing love You are the queen and king combining everything Intertwining like a ring around the finger of a girl I'm just a singer, you're the world All I can bring ya Is the language of a lover | Jason Mraz | ||
| 59b6743 | And if you don't believe memories are worth more than money, then perhaps you've not made the right kind of memories. | Susan Wiggs | ||
| bb07523 | That's how it is with infants. The minute the pain's gone, so are the tears. If more people would do that, the world would be a happier place. | susan-wiggs | Susan Wiggs | |
| dbef4fc | My adult life has been a patchwork of projects, most of which were fleeting fancies of overreaching vision. I tend to seize on things, only to abandon them due to a lack of time, talent or inclination. | Susan Wiggs | ||
| cc1fda3 | Fear and love were sometimes the same thing both necessary unavoidable. Now she understood that it was okay to bleed if you know how to heal. | love | Susan Wiggs | |
| f3dde2b | She had always been good at dreaming, but what she had never done before was believe a dream could actually come true. She believed now. The wonder of setting sail created possibilities she had never considered before. | Susan Wiggs | ||
| 2a9f5aa | If I ever invade Calderon again," he said, "it will be in the summer." | humor | Jim Butcher | |
| dda4c8a | The lamps were lit, and a good fire crackled in the great stone fireplace. There was a discreet chink of china, the brightness of silver teapot and muffin cover, the comforting smell mingled of steaming hot water, toast and a little sweet tobacco. | ghost-story | Susan Hill | |
| cb54141 | No, no, you have none of you any idea. This is all nonsense, fantasy, it is not like this. Nothing so blood-curdling and becreepered and crude - not so...so laughable. The truth is quite other, and altogether more terrible. | Susan Hill | ||
| 5754a75 | It was true that the ghastly sounds I had heard through the fog had greatly upset me but far worse was what emanated from and surrounded these things and arose to unsteady me, an atmosphere, a force - I do not exactly know what to call it - of evil and uncleanness, of terror and suffering, of malevolence and bitter anger | Susan Hill | ||
| a86124c | Life is a complex cycle, so vast that we can't see it with our own eyes. Maybe it's "The World," maybe it's "The Universe"...But whatever it's called, you and I are only a tiny part of that great flow. One part of the whole. But all those individual parts come together so that the whole can exist. And the cycle keeps on flowing because all of nature follows this fundamental law. Understanding that flow. Deconstructing and then reconstructin.. | Hiromu Arakawa | ||
| 54bc8d4 | Ever since it became theoretically evident that our precious personal identities were just brand-tags for trading crumbs of labour-power on the libidino-economic junk circuit, the vestiges of authorial theatricality have been wearing thinner. | Nick Land | ||
| be4a869 | atidebduutiiyy kbitaa aamaar paaglaami aar aamaar bhyy oder aache brro-brro mraa cok aar jbrer abiclit caauni ei cokhguloyy yaa dekhaa yaayy taa brhmaanndder asaartaa aamaar cokh dutto andh aakaash aamaar durbhedy raate asmbhaabytaa keNde otthe sbkichu curmaar hyye yaayy kaali-cokher pnyjikaa culbhul kbir amrtb kbitaa medbhultaar gorshaan bidaayy ddhemni dhopaani bidaayy misstti-mraa ngn trunniir mtn saajgoj bidaayy mithyaa ble mithyaa ghum.. | form love person subjectivity | Georges Bataille | |
| d0f9bdb | In a world divided between theistic enthusiasts and secularist depressives there is little patience for the atheist who nurtures a passionate hatred for God. The mixture of naturalism and blasphemy that characterizes the Sadean text occupies the space of our blindness, to which Bataille's writings are not unreasonably assimilated. If there is contradiction here it is one that is coextensive with the unconscious; the consequence of a revolt .. | Nick Land | ||
| 2760991 | When we stop distancing ourselves from the pain in the world, our own or others', we create the possibility of a new experience, one that often surprises because of how much joy, connection, or relief it yields. Destruction may continue, but humanity shines through. | Mark Epstein | ||
| 38c7df3 | As we reached the wooded hill that led to the pipe, Cheater said, "Uh-oh." "What's wrong?" I asked. "Is anyone here thinking about kicking the crap out of me?" he asked. "Not me," I said. "Me either," Lucky said. "Maybe tomorrow," Flinch told him. "But not at the moment." hidden talents" | humor | David Lubar | |
| 47dd52f | Which of our unnoticed isms will the hindsight of future generations condemn? | Richard Dawkins | ||
| edfdc03 | In the case of living machinery, the 'designer' is unconscious natural selection, the blind watchmaker. | Richard Dawkins | ||
| 889d7a8 | Anyone can popularize science if he oversimplifies. | Richard Dawkins | ||
| 0c2b4ce | The fact that something is written down is persuasive to people not used to asking questions like: 'Who wrote it, and when?' 'How did they know what to write?' 'Did they, in their time, really mean what we, in our time, understand them to be saying?' 'Were they unbiased observers, or did they have an agenda that coloured their writing? | Richard Dawkins | ||
| 6729eb0 | I believe that when I die I shall rot, and nothing of my ego will survive. I am not young and I love life. But I should scorn to shiver with terror at the thought of annihilation. Happiness is nonetheless true happiness because it must come to an end, nor do thought and love lose their value because they are not everlasting. Many a man has borne himself proudly on the scaffold; surely the same pride should teach us to think truly about man'.. | Richard Dawkins | ||
| 6cbfe4e | yn nw`y twhm st gr bwr khnym hrqdr ymn bh ntyj nfrtngyzy bynjmd, byd bh an Htrm gdhsht, fqT bh yn khTr khh ymn st. | Richard Dawkins | ||
| 73655e1 | Perhaps, then, the words male and female have no general meaning. | Richard Dawkins | ||
| 6f87748 | What is truly revolutionary about molecular biology in the post-Watson-Crick era is that it has become digital...the machine code of the genes is uncannily computer-like.' -Richard Dawkins | Matt Ridley | ||
| 66ef3b5 | If you need a geography lesson in order to know where Africa is - if, by age seventeen, you have somehow failed to imbibe such knowledge by osmosis or simple curiosity - you surely don't have the sort of mind that would benefit from a university education. | Richard Dawkins | ||
| 17f3465 | At the age of three and a half the Taung Child was eaten by an eagle. The evidence is that damage marks to the eye sockets of the fossil are identical to marks made by modern eagles on modern monkeys as they rip out their eyes. Poor little Taung Child, shrieking on the wind as you were borne aloft by the aquiline fury, you would have found no comfort in your destined fame, two and a half million years on, as the type specimen of | Richard Dawkins | ||
| 8b66cde | Evolutionary psychologists suggest that, just as the eye is an evolved organ for seeing, and the wing an evolved organ for flying, so the brain is a collection of organs (or 'modules') for dealing with a set of specialist data-processing needs. | evolution | Richard Dawkins | |
| 493b254 | The whole point of religious faith, its strength and chief glory, is that it does not depend on rational justification. The rest of us are expected to defend our prejudices. But ask a religious person to justify their faith and you infringe 'religious liberty'. | faith prejudism rationality religion | Richard Dawkins | |
| 6760d96 | It is interesting to wonder whether taxonomists of the future may regret the way our generation messed around with genomes. | science | Richard Dawkins | |
| ea2c10d | As J. B. S. Haldane said when asked what evidence might contradict evolution, 'Fossil rabbits in the Precambrian. | Richard Dawkins | ||
| 85a19a0 | Sozcukler bizim hizmetkarlarimizdir, efendilerimiz degil. | Richard Dawkins | ||
| bd222b3 | much of the Bible is not systematically evil but just plain weird, as you would expect of a chaotically cobbled-together anthology of disjointed documents, composed, revised, translated, distorted and 'improved' by hundreds of anonymous authors, editors and copyists, unknown to us and mostly unknown to each other, spanning nine centuries.90 This may explain some of the sheer strangeness of the Bible. But unfortunately it is this same weird .. | Richard Dawkins | ||
| eb9ac22 | We are in one galaxy called the Milky Way. When you look at the Milky Way's next-door neighbour, the Andromeda galaxy, your telescope is a time machine taking you back two and a half million years. There's a cluster of five galaxies called Stephan's Quintet, which we see through the Hubble telescope spectacularly colliding with each other. But we see them colliding 280 million years ago. If there are aliens in one of those colliding galaxie.. | Richard Dawkins | ||
| 03dcdd5 | She was always left feeling like a murderer. Because the messenger becomes the murderer. Until the fatal words are spoken, the loved one concerned is still alive, waking, sleeping, going about his business, making telephone calls, writing letters, going for walks, breathing, seeing. It was the telling that killed. | death reality | Rosamunde Pilcher | |
| ca3b8a2 | I'm getting too elderly to travel the length of the country for a free hangover. | Rosamunde Pilcher | ||
| cb31ecf | She had loved them all, her children. Loved each one the best, but for different reasons. | love | Rosamunde Pilcher |