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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 7646180 | No one had told her what "birth" meant." | Lois Lowry | ||
| bdf3eb1 | And I've thought of a way to help you with the concept of color. "Close your eyes and be still, now. I'm going to give you a memory of a rainbow." -- | humor | Lois Lowry | |
| 1218837 | DAYS WENT BY, and weeks. Jonas learned, through the memories, the names of colors; and now he began to see them all, in his ordinary life (though he knew it was ordinary no longer, and would never be again). But they didn't last. There would be a glimpse of green--the landscaped lawn around the Central Plaza; a bush on the riverbank. The bright orange of pumpkins being trucked in from the agricultural fields beyond the community boundary--s.. | Lois Lowry | ||
| 188bee9 | I cannot but remember such things were, That were most precious to me. | Lois Lowry | ||
| 43a5e54 | They can't help it. They know nothing | Lois Lowry | ||
| ab4eb4b | I came across an account of a young man named Kim Malthe-Bruun, who was eventually captured and executed by the Nazis when he was only twenty-one years old. I read his story as I had read many others, turning the pages, skimming here and there: this sabotage, that tactic, this capture, that escape. After a while even courage becomes routine to the reader. Then, quite unprepared, I turned the page and faced a photograph of Kim Malthe-Bruun. .. | Lois Lowry | ||
| d86cc8d | Fours, Fives, and Sixes all wore jackets that fastened down the back so that they would have to help each other dress and would learn interdependence. | Lois Lowry | ||
| 1d458ff | The man had sat back down in the comfortable upholstered chair. He moved his shoulders around as if to ease away an aching sensation. He seemed terribly weary. 'Call me The Giver,' he told Jonas. | Lois Lowry | ||
| 61b73f0 | It's just that...without the memories, it's all meaningless. | memories | Lois Lowry | |
| 8dc8a54 | I brug you two [gifts] . . . I gots the little here in my pockie.' He dug one hand deep into his pocket and pulled out a handful of nuts and a dead grasshopper. 'Nope. Be the other side.' (Matt) | humor little-kids mistake | Lois Lowry | |
| 2357d60 | I have great honor. So will you. But you will find that that is not the same as power. | Lois Lowry | ||
| 42b2278 | It was simply a marking of time with no meaningful changes. | Lois Lowry | ||
| 1a8b69d | There were no secrets in Village. It was one of the rules that Leader had proposed, and all of the people had voted in favor of it. Everyone who had come to Village from elsewhere, all of those who had not been born here, had come from places with secrets. Sometimes--not very often, for inevitably it caused sadness--people described their places of origin: places with cruel governments, harsh punishments, desperate poverty, or false comfort.. | Lois Lowry | ||
| 0e16aa0 | Ellen had said that her mother was frightened of the ocean, that it was too cold and too big. The sky was, too, thought Annemarie. The whole world was: too cold, too big. And too cruel. | Lois Lowry | ||
| 54bc2e8 | Unlike societies that employed baroque procedures for distinguishing between legitimate and illegitimate children, the Mongols accepted all children as equal. No child could be born without the consent of the Eternal Blue Sky. No earthly law or custom could presume to declare the child illegitimate. | Jack Weatherford | ||
| ba4299c | No friend is better than your own wise heart!" Genghis Khan" | Jack Weatherford | ||
| dd4b490 | It occurred to me, not for the first time, that Lili's world was not so different from my dioramas, or even from Sirena's installations: you took a tiny portion of the earth and made it yours, but really what you wanted was for someone else -- ideally, a grown-up, because a grown-up matters, has authority, but is also not the same as you -- to come and see, to get it, and thereby, somehow, to get and all of this, surely so that you might .. | Claire Messud | ||
| 3317893 | I thought I could get to greatness, to my greatness, by plugging on, cleaning up each mess as it came, the way you're taught to eat your greens before you have dessert. | Claire Messud | ||
| 1ce35ee | Her self, then, was represented in her books. | Claire Messud | ||
| a79ae2d | And it explains much about me, too, about the limits of my experience, about the fact that the person I am in my head is so far from the person I am in the world. Nobody would know me from my own description of myself. | Claire Messud | ||
| 25b2d96 | I wish it hadn't happened; but what good does this do? I can wish it wouldn't happen again - but here too, if I'm wishing the impossible, it will do no good at all. | Claire Messud | ||
| 5445e92 | For so long I had eaten my greens and here - at last! - was my ice-cream sundae. | Claire Messud | ||
| d87160e | Does Being Happy simply Create More Time, in the way that Being Sad, as we all know, slows time and thickens it, like cornstarch in a sauce?), | Claire Messud | ||
| 9d18d74 | An inchoate mass of ambition, Julius knew that he had soon, soon to find something to be ambitious for; otherwise, he risked terminal resentment, from which there was no return. | Claire Messud | ||
| 63e7dc6 | I kept thinking, as I was telling Didi, that somehow what was in my head--in my memory, in my thoughts--was not being translated fully into the world. I felt as though three-dimensional people and events were becoming two-dimensional in the telling, and as though they were smaller as well as flatter, that they were just for being spoken. What was missing was the intense emotion that I felt, which, like water or youth itself, buoyed these .. | Claire Messud | ||
| 6403178 | Don't ever let anyone tell you that the imaginary is equivalent to the real: your skin, your vast breathing skin, will insist otherwise. | Claire Messud | ||
| 751ff26 | Death and his zealous minions--dread, despair, disease--can find you anywhere at all, and the armor plate of youth will no longer protect you. | Claire Messud | ||
| 788c813 | who I am in my head, very few people really get to see that. Almost none. It's the most precious gift I can give, to bring her out of hiding. Maybe I've learned it's a mistake to reveal her at all. | Claire Messud | ||
| b7a1823 | Life, authentic life, is supposed to be all struggle, unflagging action and affirmation, but when I look back I see that the greater part of my energies was always given over to the simple search for shelter, for comfort, for, yes, I admit it, for cosiness. This is a surprising, not to say a shocking, realization. Before, I saw myself as something of a buccaneer, facing all-comers with a cutlass in my teeth, but now I am compelled to acknow.. | john-banville literature | John Banville | |
| 01a9e71 | Halfway up the drive there was God these tedious details. Halfway up there was a... | John Banville | ||
| b5e7b8f | These things that were between us, these and a myriad others, a myriad myriad, these remain of her, but what will become of them when I am gone, I who am their repository and sole preserver? | John Banville | ||
| d3fcced | I shall strip away layer after layer of grime -- the toffee-colored varnish and caked soot left by a lifetime of dissembling -- until I come to the very thing itself and know it for what it is. My soul. My self. | self-discovery soul | John Banville | |
| c3e56ea | But surely to tell these tall tales and others like them would be to spread the myth, the wicked lie, that the past is always tense and the future, perfect. | Zadie Smith | ||
| 6ae11ab | Thirty years - almost all of them really happy. That's a lifetime, it's incredible. Most people don't get that. But maybe this is just over, you know? Maybe it's over... | Zadie Smith | ||
| dff0657 | But as the prey evolves (and we are prey to the Mad who are pursuing us, desperate to impart their own brand of truth to the hapless commuter) so does the hunter, and the true professionals begin to tire of that old catchphrase "What you looking at?" begin to tire of that old catchphrase "What you looking at?" and move into more exotic territory. Take Mad Mary. Oh, the principle's still the same, it's still all about eye contact and the dan.. | Zadie Smith | ||
| a614653 | Travel had seemed the key to the kingdom, back then. One dreamed of a life that would enable travel. Howard looked through his window at a lamp-post buried to its waist in show supporting two chained-up, frozen bikes, identifiable only by the tips of their handlebars. He imagined waking up this morning and digging his bike out of the snow and riding to a proper job, the kind Belseys had had for generations, and found he couldn't imagine it... | Zadie Smith | ||
| f6de10c | Much of the excitement of a new novel lies in the repudiation of the one written before. | Zadie Smith | ||
| 051634b | We were the first generation to have, in our own homes, the means to re- and forward-wind reality: even very small children could press their fingers against those clunky buttons and see what-has-been become what-is or what-will-be. | Zadie Smith | ||
| d943731 | But I cannot be worrying-worrying all the time about the I have to worry about the truth that can be And that is the difference between losing your marbles drinking the salty sea, or swallowing the stuff from the streams. My Niece-of-Shame believes in the talking cure, eh?" says Alsana, with something of a grin. "Talk, talk, talk and it will be better. Be honest, slice open your heart and spread the red stuff around. But the past is mad.. | future honesty past pregnancy relativism sanity talking truth worrying | Zadie Smith | |
| 6dfdb33 | The golden age of Luncheon Vouchers ended ten years ago. For ten years Mickey had been saying, "The golden age of Luncheon Vouchers is over." And that's what Archie loved about O'Connell's. Everything was remembered, nothing was lost. History was never revised or reinterpreted, adapted or whitewashed. It was as solid and as simple as the encrusted egg on the clock." | Zadie Smith | ||
| e266ed9 | Involved is neither good nor bad. It is just a consequence of living, a consequence of occupation and immigration, of empires and expansion, of living in each other's pockets... one becomes involved and it is a long trek back to becoming uninvolved. | relationships | Zadie Smith | |
| 515bde7 | Maybe luxury is the easiest matrix to pass through. Maybe nothing is easier to get used to than money. | Zadie Smith | ||
| 4ce1370 | il tutto in diverse sfumature di grigio, celeste, verde scuro, perche in base a una ricerca, questi sono i colori che la gente associa a "scienza e tecnologia" (il viola e il rosso evocano le arti, l'azzurro scuro sta a significare "qualita e/o merci scelte")..." | italian italiano zadie-smith | Zadie Smith | |
| c50cf1c | Secondo l'esperienza di Archie, qualunque cosa dotata di memoria lunga mantiene i rancori, e non va per niente bene tenere animaletti domestici con ragioni di rancore (quella volta mi hai dato il cibo sbagliato, quell'altra mi hai fatto il bagno). | denti-bianchi italian italiano zadie-smith | Zadie Smith |