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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 0b41b01 | It's a fact of life on the run that you often love more people than you trust. | Gregory David Roberts | ||
| 39bc464 | WORLD IS RUN by one million evil men, ten million stupid men, and a hundred million cowards, | Gregory David Roberts | ||
| 511029c | We are made out of stars, you and I. | Gregory David Roberts | ||
| c813c8c | Justice is not only the way we punish those who do wrong. It is also the way we try to save them | life philospohy | Gregory David Roberts | |
| 3115ba3 | Where did you get Ultima's name?" many ask me. "That was her name when she came to me," I answer. From that first fortuitous meeting I have trained myself to act as a dream catcher. I don't seek characters, they seem to come to me asking me to tell their stories." | Rudolfo Anaya | ||
| e98fa67 | He feels himself falling. He wants to spend every minute with her, he wants to possess her, her purity, her body, her mind. She is what he has been waiting for. Now he can live. | Alan Lightman | ||
| b12c6ea | Most people have learned how to live in the moment. The argument goes that if the past has uncertain effect on the present, there is no need to dwell on the past. And if the present has little effect on the future, present actions need not be weighed in for their consequence. Rather, each act is an island in time to be judged on their own. | Alan Lightman | ||
| 52927e7 | I should have written books instead of reading them. | Alan Lightman | ||
| c3ad3b8 | In a world without future, each parting of friends is a death. In a world without future, each loneliness is final. In a world without future, each laugh is the last laugh. In a world without future, beyond the present lies nothingness, and people cling to the present as if hanging from a cliff. | Alan Lightman | ||
| 5fb916d | In a world of shifting past, these memories are wheat in wind, fleet in dreams, shapes in clouds. Events, once happened, lose reality, alter with a glance, a storm, a night. In time, the past never happened. | Alan Lightman | ||
| 7b9bf9a | I've decided that has been the great achievement of our age: to so thoroughly flood the planet with megabits that every image and fact has become a digitized disembodied nothingness. With magnificent determination, our species has advanced from Stone Age to Industrial Revolution to Digital Emptiness. We've become weightless, in the bad sense of the word. | Alan Lightman | ||
| 54e3593 | Where the two times meet, desperation. Where the two times go their separate ways, contentment. For, miraculously, a barrister, a nurse, a baker can make a world in either time, but not in both times. Each time is true, but the truths are not the same. | Alan Lightman | ||
| 23296c1 | Will these millions of children, for generations upon future generations, know that some of their atoms cycled through this woman? [...] Will they feel what she felt in her life, will their memories have flickering strokes of her memories, will they recall that moment long ago when she stood by the window, guilt ridden and confused, and watched as the tadr bird circled the cistern? No, it is not possible. [...] But I will let them have thei.. | death religion science-fiction | Alan Lightman | |
| 972e086 | n l'shy jmyl@, wl`lm jmyl bl nhy@ ljmlh, wHdwdn lnsny@ hy lly tmn`n mn rw'yth. | Colin Wilson | ||
| 5aa1328 | n rshrdswn `lm 'wrwb kyf tstGrq f~ lHlm, 'm rwsw fqd `lmh kyf tfkr. | Colin Wilson | ||
| 03ca9b0 | there was a quality of loneliness to her that comes when your only friend walks away and you don't know why and there's no one else and never will be. A left-behind look. | Robert Crais | ||
| 156e7f4 | Every second we have with these fine animals is a blessing. No creature, human or otherwise, will love you with such devotion, or trust you so fully. Remember this, Officer James. These dogs will lay their precious hearts bare to you, and hold back no part for themselves. Can anyone else in your pathetic excuse for a life say the same? Such trust is a gift from God Almighty above, so best you be worthy. | Robert Crais | ||
| 3c22e96 | I love L.A. It's a great, sprawling, spread-to-hell city that protects us by its sheer size. Four hundred sixty-five square miles. Eleven million beating hearts in Los Angeles County, documented and not. Eleven million. What are the odds? The girl raped beneath the Hollywood sign isn't your sister, the boy back-stroking in a red pool isn't your son, the splatter patterns on the ATM machine are sourceless urban art. We're safe that way. When.. | Robert Crais | ||
| 06bf33b | A fine layer of ash had blown into the carport, showing a single set of cat prints going from the side of the house to the cat hatch built into my door. People in Minnesota see things like this with snow. | Robert Crais | ||
| 1fd183c | When someone out there says that I'm not really human--what are they giving themselves permission to do to me? | Carrie Vaughn | ||
| c599668 | And then, as if thrown by a giant paintbrush, there appeared a huge, trembling, pear-shaped blob of the purest indigo. Luminous, numinous, it filled me with rapture: It was the color of heaven, the color, I thought, which Giotto had spent a lifetime trying to get but never achieved--never achieved, perhaps, because the color of heaven is not to be seen on earth. | Oliver Sacks | ||
| 9e9ba36 | This drove home to me how barbaric our own medicine and our own customs are in the "civilized" world, where we put ill or demented people away and try to forget them." | Oliver Sacks | ||
| 028f5c8 | Color is not a trivial subject but one that has compelled, for hundreds of years, a passionate curiosity in the greatest artists, philosophers, and natural scientists. The young Spinoza wrote his first treatise on the rainbow; the young Newton's most joyous discovery was the composition of white light; Goethe's great color work, like Newton's, started with a prism; Schopenhauer, Young, Helmholtz, and Maxwell, in the last century, were all t.. | Oliver Sacks | ||
| c4ff37c | Auden poem, "Let your last thinks all be thanks," | Oliver Sacks | ||
| 2f8fb90 | In this, then, lies their power of understanding--understanding, without words, what is authentic or inauthentic. Thus it was the grimaces, the histrionisms, the false gestures and, above all, the false tones and cadences of the voice, which rang false for those wordless but immensely sensitive patients. It was to these (for them) most glaring, even grotesque, incongruities and improprieties that my aphasic patients responded, undeceived an.. | humorous political politics ronald-reagan | Oliver Sacks | |
| 7629ee2 | yd@ lTbyb 'w jnH lmstshf~ lys dy'man lmkn l'fDl lmlHZ@ lmrD - 'w `l~ l'ql lys lmkn l'fDl lmlHZ@ DTrb yZhr , dh kn mnsh'h `Dwyan , bSwr@ ndf` , w tqlyd , w tshkhyS , w rdW f`l , w tf`l qd ySl l~ drj@ l ymkn tSdyqh tqryban .. | Oliver Sacks | ||
| a30eb42 | She now receives love, attention, and invisible presents from a hallucinatory gentleman who visits faithfully each evening. | Oliver Sacks | ||
| 282472d | yHtj lnsn l~ qS@ dkhly@ mstmr@ llHfZ `l~ nfsh whwyth * | Oliver Sacks | ||
| 1478cf6 | Professional musicians, in general, possess what most of us would regard as remarkable powers of musical imagery. Many composers, indeed, do not compose initially or entirely at an instrument but in their minds. There is no more extraordinary example of this than Beethoven, who continued to compose (and whose compositions rose to greater and greater heights) years after he had become totally deaf. It is possible that his musical imagery was.. | Oliver Sacks | ||
| c5c1eba | Nothing I could say could repel or shock her; there seemed no limit to her powers of sympathy and understanding, the generosity and spaciousness of her heart. | Oliver Sacks | ||
| c3d3b70 | I feel glad to be alive--"I'm glad I'm not dead!" sometimes bursts out of me when the weather is perfect." | Oliver Sacks | ||
| a94caeb | I never use one adjective if six seem to me better and, in their cumulative effect, more incisive. I am haunted by the density of reality and try to capture this with (in Clifford Geertz's phrase) "thick description." | Oliver Sacks | ||
| 899d6e2 | Our normal waking consciousness, rational consciousness, as we call it, is but one special type of consciousness, whilst all about it, parted from it by the filmiest of screens, there lie potential forms of consciousness entirely different.... Looking back on my own experiences, they all converge towards a kind of insight to which I cannot help ascribing some mystical significance. The keynote of it is invariably a reconciliation. It is as .. | Oliver Sacks | ||
| bed0513 | You keep pressing me," he said, "to say that the attacks start with this symptom or that symptom, this phenomenon or that phenomenon, but this is not the way I experience them. It doesn't start with one symptom, it starts as a whole. You feel the whole thing, quite tiny at first, right from the start.... It's like glimpsing a point, a familiar point, on the horizon, and gradually getting nearer, seeing it get larger and larger; or glimpsing.. | Oliver Sacks | ||
| 1c3a7a2 | And the world goes on regardless of joy or despair or one woman's fortune or one man's loss. And we can't know the lives of others. And we can't know our own lives beyond the details we can manage. And the things that change us forever happen without us knowing they would happen. And the moment that looks like the rest is the one where hearts are broken or healed. And time that runs so steady and sure runs wild outside of the clocks. It tak.. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 5a3a69f | And myself? Observe me. There is something to be gained from my surface uses, and perhaps a little more from my lower depths, but my very bottom? That's where I am alone, the observer and the observed. | literature self | Jeanette Winterson | |
| b56594d | Jesus, you talk too much. | kitty | Carrie Vaughn | |
| cb6a350 | You poked the hornet's nest," I said flatly. "Guess so." "And how did that work out for you?" Ben asked. "Found the hornets," he answered, grinning sleepily." | Carrie Vaughn | ||
| a955f89 | The body will destroy the germs of a physical illness within a week; but the mind will preserve germs of morbidity or fear for a lifetime. | Colin Wilson | ||
| d208733 | mDmwn rwy@ (tmhn fylhlm mytsr) ljwth hw: 'n tt`lm kyf t`ysh yfwq 'hmy@ 'n tt`lm k~ tksb qwtk. | Colin Wilson | ||
| 2eefb2b | Man is a continent, but his conscious mind is no larger than a back garden...man consists almost entirely of unrealized potentials. | Colin Wilson | ||
| 490ccdd | lns ldhyn fqdw lqdr@ `l~ lnwm qd ysh`rwn bnw` mn lHsd lkhrfy tjh mn ysyrwn 'thn nwmhm. | Colin Wilson | ||
| b5451b1 | rb qT`@ mwsyqy@ 'w lwH@ fny@ twSl rwH lwq`y@ bTryq@ 'rw` w'fDl mn nZr@ flsfy@, wrb msrHy@ njH@ 'w qS@ qSyr@, 'w rwy@ tj`ln nqbD `l~ l'Sl@, dwn lt`mq fy drs@ lflsf@. | Colin Wilson | ||
| 0297c7a | n lksl wl`d@ wlD`f tTwWqn wtHddn. | Colin Wilson |