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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 79ea782 | The central question in ANY decision is, "What would love do now?" Love for yourself, and love for all others who are affected or involved. If you love another, you will not do anything that you believe could or would hurt that person. If there is any question or doubt, you will wait until you can get to clarity on the matter." -- | Neale Donald Walsch | ||
| 5591bea | STEPHEN MILLER The ideological zampolit of the Trump administration, Stephen Miller is brilliant, dangerous, and also needs to spend a week getting laid. My God, does it show. All that pent-up fury at Mexicans and Muslims is a bad look on anyone. One-time college besties with pudgy racist thought leader Richard Spencer, Miller is the thinking man's racist on Team Trump. | Rick Wilson | ||
| b5ece29 | I don't like to abuse alcohol-anything you abuse will abuse you back. | Michka Assayas | ||
| f000e79 | A degree of narcissism is necessary, I suppose, to look in the pool to see your reflection. (Bono) | Bono | ||
| 224c00c | Look, the job of life is to turn your negatives into positives | Michka Assayas | ||
| 9d57a5b | There's a chasm between envy and desire. Envy is like wanting something that's not yours. But desire is different. Desire comes out of wanting what is yours, and still wanting it even if it's not yet there, but it's not envy. | Michka Assayas | ||
| aef36d0 | I've always believed in instinct over intellect. The instinct is what you always knew; intellect is what you figure out. | intellect | Michka Assayas | |
| 3338e64 | The night I left home I felt that I had been tricked or trapped into going - and not even by Mrs Winterson, but by the dark narrative of our life together. Her fatalism was so powerful. She was her own black hole that pulled in all the light. She was made of dark matter and her force was invisible unseen except in its effects. What would it have meant to be happy? What would it have meant if things had been bright, clear, good between us? | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 693abf2 | True stories are the ones that lie open at the border, allowing a crossing, a further frontier. The final frontier is just science fiction - don't believe it. Like the universe, there is no end. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 7b222dc | Why was money worth everything when you had none of it, and nothing when you had too much? | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 8f95991 | Reading things that are relevant to the facts of your life is of limited value. The facts are, after all, only the facts, and the yearning passionate part of you will not be met there. That is why reading ourselves as a fiction as well as fact is so liberating. The wider we read the freer we become. Emily Dickinson barely left her homestead in Amherst, Massachusetts, but when we read 'My life stood -- a loaded gun' we know we have met an im.. | reading | Jeanette Winterson | |
| 4267b20 | We are lucky, even the worst of us, because daylight comes. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| d3193b4 | What is 'no'? Either you have asked the wrong question or you have asked the wrong person. Find a way to get the 'yes'. | no questions yes | Jeanette Winterson | |
| c96cecb | Energy cannot be lost, only transformed; where do the words go? | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 7dcd069 | Odd that a festival to celebrate the most austere of births should end up being all about conspicuous consumption. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 75dd883 | We don't know who we are or how to function, much less how to bloom. Blind nature. Homo sapiens. Who's kidding whom? | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| a63b42d | If there's such a thing as spiritual adultery, my mother was a whore. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| c9807fc | Bigger questions, questions with more than one answer, questions without an answer are harder to cope with in silence. Once asked they gain dimension and texture, trip you on the stairs, wake you at night-time. A black hole sucks up its surroundings and even light never escapes. Better then to ask no questions? | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| ba46400 | There's a planet called Echo. It doesn't exist. It's like those ghost-ships at sea, the sails worn through and the deck empty. It comes on the radar, you fly towards it, there's nothing there. Our crew were outside, repairing the craft, and we saw it moving at speed right at us. It passed straight through the ship and through our bodies, and the strange thing that happened was the bleach. It bleached our clothes and hair, and men that had b.. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 0c960b3 | My mother called me Silver. I was born part precious metal part pirate. I have no father. There's nothing unusual about that -even children who do have fathers are often surprised to see them. My own father came out of the sea and went back that way. He was crew on a fishing boat that harboured with us one night when the waves were crashing like dark glass. His splintered hulll shored him for long enough to drop anchor inside my mother. Sh.. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 57e46b5 | The physical memory blunders through the doors the mind has tried to seal. ... Wisdom says forget, the body howls. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 04c8ce3 | Fall for me, as an apple falls, as rain falls, because you must. Use gravity to anchor your desire. | love | Jeanette Winterson | |
| 57589f1 | Love is as strong as death. | love | Jeanette Winterson | |
| f6b3bea | He would love her if she were a wolf that tore out his heart. And he wondered what that said about love. | love | Jeanette Winterson | |
| 990942f | People like to separate storytelling which is not fact from history which is fact. They do this so that they know what to believe and what not to believe. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 0bea69d | In the economy of the body, the limbic highway takes precedence over the neural pathways. We were designed and built to feel, and there is no thought, no state of mind, that is not also a feeling state. Nobody can feel too much, though many of us work very hard at feeling too little. Feeling is frightening. Well, I find it so. | brain emotions feeling state-of-mind suppression thoughts | Jeanette Winterson | |
| 004f657 | Can this be true, this simple obvious message, or am I like those shipwrecked mariners who seize an empty bottle and eagerly read out what isn't there? And yet you are there, here, sprung like a genie to ten times your natural size, towering over me, holding me in your arms like mountain sides. Your red hair blazing and you are saying, "Make three wishes and they shall all come true. Make three hundred and I will honour every one." | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 697a2ba | To lose someone you love is to alter your life for ever. You don't get over it because 'it' is the person you loved. The pain stops, there are new people, but the gap never closes. How could it? The particularness of someone who mattered enough to grieve over is not made anodyne by death. I've thought a lot about death recently, the finality of it, the argument ending in mid-air. One of us hadn't finished, why did the other one go? And why .. | death-of-a-loved-one | Jeanette Winterson | |
| 44e3bf7 | Zabraneno mi e da iam shokolad. Karo i onia idiot doktor't. Zaedno s vsichko drugo, koeto bi moglo da mi dostavi udovolstvie - dobavi ironichno. - P'rvo tsigarite, posle alkokhola, a sega i tova...Edin Gospod znae dali ako otkazha i dishaneto niama da zhiveia vechno. - (...) - Ne che gi obviniavam. Te taka gi razbirat neshchata. Da se pazish - ot vsichko. Ot zhivota. Ot sm'rtta. | Joanne Harris | ||
| 0455207 | Protected from the sun by the half-blind that shields them, they gleam darkly, like sunken treasure, Aladdin's cave of sweet cliches. | Joanne Harris | ||
| ddf3f75 | Weeds and wheat cannot grow peacefully together. Any gardener could tell you the same thing. | Joanne Harris | ||
| 017f35b | the Blessed Damozel essence of every dream and fairy story and legend and fear ... | Joanne Harris | ||
| baacb33 | We're gods, not saints. Everyone lies. Everyone cheats. Everyone scores off everyone else. | Joanne Harris | ||
| e34e8c0 | some books you read. | Joanne Harris | ||
| 6847f4f | Sometimes walking away is best. I should know. It's my specialty. | Joanne Harris | ||
| dd5b72a | You may be a foreigner, but you have the heart of a Frenchman. | Joanne Harris | ||
| 79132ac | Wisdom isn't everything. Survival requires an element of trickery, Chaos, subterfuge. All qualities I possess (if I may say so) in abundance. | Joanne Harris | ||
| 833eec0 | You could buy individual boxes of detergent and fabric softener, even bleach, and there was nothing that made me grind my teeth with pleasure more than a real thing shrunken down small. The first time my dad showed me a toothache kit from a box of equipment from the Korean War and I saw the tiny cotton balls (the size of very small ball bearings), I nearly swooned. "Let me hold one of those," I said, almost mad at him. He gave it to me with.. | Haven Kimmel | ||
| c06c4ed | I once heard her tell a friend that she was, in fact, a 120-pound woman, but she kept herself wrapped in fat in order to prevent bruising. | Haven Kimmel | ||
| 71b31e1 | every beautiful and strange event made more poignant for having been photographed. | Haven Kimmel | ||
| 985ca95 | But here God didn't come. We were all on our own. | god holocaust maus religion | Art Spiegelman | |
| ecd4c88 | At the beginning of the semester, Ulla wanted to pose only for the 'new trends' - a flea that Meiter, her Easter egg painter had put in her ear; his engagement present to her had been a vocabulary which she tried out in conversations with me. She spoke of relationships, constellations, actions, perspectives, granular structures, processes of fusion, phenomena of erosion. She, whose daily fare consisted exclusively of bananas and tomato juic.. | Günter Grass | ||
| 75aa78b | But if, once we return to the real world of human choice, we choose to be kind and generous, that is real love. | Gary Chapman | ||
| f79fcc8 | Sometimes our words are saying one thing, but our tone of voice is saying another. We are sending double messages. Our spouse will usually interpret our message based on our tone of voice, not the words we use. | Gary Chapman |