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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 423e54e | Reading about Bordertown was the first time I saw people like me in speculative fiction. Messed-up kids, making messsed-up choices. I couldn't be a magician's apprentice or a pig keeper who might or might not be a king's son or a princess with a prophecy hanging over my head. But I could, maybe, somehow, be part of a community of artists who loved magic. | speculative-fiction | Holly Black | |
| c7b2604 | We make art. We do not feel the need to cut things apart to see what they're made of. | Holly Black | ||
| b95d629 | You're mixing your metaphors. It gives me a headache. | Holly Black Cassandra Clare | ||
| 86e3c66 | The Joke...Audience as reflexive cast; 35 mm. X2 cameras;variable length; black and white, silent. Parody of Hollis Frampton's 'audience-specific events,' two Ikegami EC-35 video cameras in theater record the film's audience and project the resultant raster onto screen - the theater audience watching itself watch itself get the obvious 'joke' and become increasingly self-conscious and uncomfortable and hostile supposedly comprises the film'.. | David Foster Wallace | ||
| 0658409 | It was so strange to be touched so gently by a creature like him- a creature who looked just like the kind of boy who you might let touch your thigh for a totally different reason. | Holly Black | ||
| ce7eb6d | Girls love cat calendars. | Holly Black Cassandra Clare | ||
| 8497506 | It is my belief that books are living things. | Holly Black | ||
| cf6f901 | He's standing in a cluster of black T-shirts - together, they look like the wilted petals on a single dead flower. | crowd flower | Holly Schindler | |
| c4bf4cb | They see themselves in you and are blinded. | Holly Black | ||
| ec0c097 | When winds are raging o'er the upper ocean, And billows wild contend with angry roar, 'Tis said, far down beneath the wild commotion, That peaceful stillness reigneth evermore. Far, far beneath, the noise of tempest dieth, And silver waves chime ever peacefully, And no rude storm, how fierce soe'er it flieth, Disturbs the Sabbath of that deeper sea. So to the heart that knows Thy love, O Purest, There is a temple sacred evermore, And al.. | god | Harriet Beecher Stowe | |
| 7654809 | Sobs, heavy, hoarse and loud, shook the chairs, and great tears fell through his fingers on the floor - just such tears, sir, as you dropped into the coffin where lay your first-born son; such tears, woman, as you shed when you heard the cries of your dying babe; for, sir, he was a man, and you are but another man; and, woman, though dressed in silk and jewels, you are but a woman, and, in life's great straits and mighty griefs, ye feel but.. | sorrow woman | Harriet Beecher Stowe | |
| a7f0bc5 | An atmosphere of sympathetic influence encircles every human being; and the man or woman who feels strongly, healthily and justly, on the great interests of humanity, is a constant benefactor to the human race. | benefactor human-being human-race humanity influence interests life-and-living sympathy | Harriet Beecher Stowe | |
| 58a382f | Blessed are they that mourn, for they shall be comforted. | Harriet Beecher Stowe | ||
| 7f0126e | It is with the oppressed, enslaved, African race that I cast in my lot; and if I wished anything, I would wish myself two shades darker, rather than one lighter. | slavery | Harriet Beecher Stowe | |
| d3b5ef0 | The night we met -' | Tammara Webber | ||
| c788b7c | The little kids by the water threw their hands in the air and squealed, chasing each other in circles. It was hard to believe that I'd ever been that small. That young. That happy and clueless. They had pain ahead. Heartbreak. Loss. They didn't know and I didn't want them to - but at the same time, I hated that I hadn't known. I'd taken everything for granted - my mother, my friends in Alexandria, playing hockey. I dreamed about the future .. | kids landon lucas maxfield reality-of-life | Tammara Webber | |
| 4c9d54e | Having pretty much burned every bridge he crossed, our friendship was like a malfunction of his usually deficient people skills. | friendship people-skills | Tammara Webber | |
| 5440ab0 | Even still, there's more to this complex girl, and the physical craving I feel for her is merely an index to the rest of it. I know her patience, her kindness, her inherent desire to leave the world a better place than she found it. I've felt her forgiveness, her strength, and her ability to see something good in anyone. The whole of her is overwhelming, and the fact that I may have found her only to lose her scares the hell out of me. | Tammara Webber | ||
| 1f6a8ba | I just told her I love her. There's no going back. Nothing to do but own it. But there's the crux of the matter--I want to own it. | Tammara Webber | ||
| f259fac | Everything isn't fixable, and miracles are only happy twists of fate. Fate can so easily twist in the opposite direction. | Tammara Webber | ||
| d06ea62 | Adolescents have a very rocky insecure time. Grown-ups treat them like children and yet expect them to act like adults. They give them orders like little animals, then expect them to react like mature, and always rational, self-assured persons of legal stature. | Beatrice Sparks | ||
| 988910a | Tal vez ha sido bueno sufrir tanto, pues eso me hara mas comprensiva y tolerante con el resto de la humanidad. | Beatrice Sparks | ||
| d551fe7 | Antes pensaba que la unica que sentia las cosas era yo, pero realmente no soy sino una parte infinitamente pequena de la humanidad que sufre. | Beatrice Sparks | ||
| 6b849d1 | Tengo este necio temor: el temor de ser vieja sin haber sido nunca joven de verdad. | Beatrice Sparks | ||
| 01a7bf6 | Por que sera tan dificil la vida? ?Por que no podemos ser como somos y que nos acepten como tales? ?Por que no puedo ser yo, sencillamente, tal como soy ahora, sin necesidad de concentrarme, de mortificarme sobre mi pasado y sobre mi futuro? | Beatrice Sparks | ||
| 3ff3315 | Starving is the feminine thing to do these days, the way swooning was in Victorian times. | Marya Hornbacher | ||
| 38c6b2b | At times it may seem worse - harder, at least - to live through the despair of this loss without the temporary comfort of our addictive behaviour. We cannot drown our sorrows. We must face the fact that we don't know, really, where we are, how we got here, how long the pain will last, or how to move past it. That uncertainty may be the most painful part of not knowing a God: no one is there to reassure us that a God will take the pain and c.. | religion spiritual | Marya Hornbacher | |
| 0cbf952 | It's better to trust people than to doubt them.' She said that people aren't born with kind hearts. When we're born all we have are desires for food and material things. Selfish instincts, I guess. But she said that kindness is something that grows inside of each person's body but it's up to us to nurture that kindness in our hearts. That's why kindness is different for each person. 'We're all born with selfish desires, so we can all relate.. | Natsuki Takaya | ||
| 0e959fb | And if when everything ends, nothing is left in my hands...that's alright. | haru hatsuharu rin | Natsuki Takaya | |
| 310ec0b | Harry looked into her eyes, then at her face and gently glided the tip of a finger over her cheek and traced the outline of her nose, his face and eyes in a soft and tender smile, You could really make my life worth while. A guy needs something to give his life a reason or whats the point of living? I need more than the streets. I don't want to be a floating crap game all my life. I want to be something ... anything. | Hubert Selby Jr. | ||
| 5e9c3b1 | His mother called them his gems and often asked him why he liked things that were worn and old. It would have been hard to tell her. But there was something about the way in which the link of a chain was worn or the thread on a bolt or a castor-wheel that gave him a vague feeling of pain when he ran his fingers over them. They were like worn shoe-soles or very thin dimes. You never saw them wear, you only knew they were worn, obscurely achi.. | Henry Roth | ||
| 8f08cab | Others? He dares to call us others? He's the other. The one who looks most American--and he's the one who is least American! The man is unfit. He shouldn't be there. He shouldn't be there, and it's as simple as that! | Philip Roth | ||
| 11685eb | Silvery dancing strands that seemed the pure play of light, light as evanescent news, ideas borne on light. | Don DeLillo | ||
| ca818fc | You don't have to work in a mental hospital to know about husbands and wives. | Philip Roth | ||
| 1cb9c5b | Always pick a redhead, Ee-oh", Manny said. "he'll give you the best fight in the world. Redhead'll never quit." | Philip Roth | ||
| 750e494 | My God, he thought, the man I once was! The life that surrounded me! The force that was mine! No "otherness" to be felt anywhere! Once upon a time I was a full human being." -- | Philip Roth | ||
| ccba94d | He was struck by how lives diverge and by how powerless each of us is up against the force of circumstance. And where does God figure in this? | Philip Roth | ||
| 5814e8a | Rimane il fatto che, in ogni modo, capire bene la gente non e vivere. Vivere e capirla male, capirla male e male e poi male e, dopo un attento riesame, ancora male. Ecco come sappiamo di essere vivi: sbagliando. Forse la cosa migliore sarebbe dimenticare di aver ragione o torto sulla gente e godersi semplicemente la gita. Ma se ci riuscite... Beh, siete fortunati. | Philip Roth | ||
| c65de83 | The old intergenerational give-and-take of the country-that-used-to-be, when everyone knew his role and took the rules dead seriously, the acculturating back-and-forth that all of us here grew up with, the ritual post-immigrant struggle for success turning pathological in, of all places, the gentleman farmer's castle of our superordinary Swede (a character). A guy stacked like a deck of cards for things to unfold entirely differently. In no.. | Philip Roth | ||
| f0c5c10 | The disruption of the anticipated American future that was simply to have unrolled out of the solid American past, out of each generation's getting smartersmarter for knowing the inadequacies and limitations of the generations beforeout of each new generation's breaking away from the parochialism a little further, out of the desire to go the limit in America with your rights, forming yourself as an ideal person who gets rid of the tradition.. | life | Philip Roth | |
| 281e288 | He'd tell us that in a democracy, keeping abreast of current events was a citizen's most important duty and that you could never start too early to be informed about the news of the day. | Philip Roth | ||
| fb2c563 | But how will I get out?" And all at once the door was open--and there was Seldon and behind him his mother. "How'd you do that?" I said. "I opened the door," he said. "But how?" He shrugged. "I pushed. I just pushed. It was open all the time." And that was when I began to bawl and Mrs. Wishnow took me in her arms and said, "That's okay. Things like this happen. They can happen to anyone." | Philip Roth | ||
| 40a571d | To those not yet old, being old means you've been. But being old also means that despite, in addition to, and in excess of your beenness, you still are. Your beenness is very much alive. You still are, and one is as haunted by the still-being and its fullness as by the having-already-been, by the pastness. Think of old age this way: it's just an everyday fact that one's life is at stake. | philip-roth the-dying-animal | Philip Roth | |
| 4c6ce31 | Nothing keeps its promise. | Philip Roth |