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| ca42c92 | Horror grows impatient, rhetorically, with the Stoic fatalism of Ecclesiastes. That we are all going to die, that death mocks and cancels every one of our acts and attainments and every moment of our life histories, this knowledge is to storytelling what rust is to oxidation; the writer of horror holds with those who favor fire. The horror writer is not content to report on death as the universal system of human weather; he or she chases to.. | Michael Chabon | ||
| d07bdf1 | Knowing he had done wrong, prepared to make amends, settle his business. Determined to return to Brokeland, open the doors wide to the angel of retail death, and run the place into the ground all by himself, if that was what it took-but to fail calmly, to fail with style, to fail above all with that true dignity, unknown to his wife or his partner, which lay in never tripping out, never showing offense or hurt to those who had offended or h.. | Michael Chabon | ||
| fe4909e | Entertainment has a bad name...The word wears spandex, pasties, a leisure suit studded with blinking lights. | Michael Chabon | ||
| cda9193 | I don't want to have 'carnal knowledge' with any old Zuni, asshole." From the way she seemed to relish the word asshole as it unwound from her lips, I guessed that she rarely used it. It sounded like a mark of esteem, and I was momentarily very jealous of Arthur. I wondered what it might take to get Jane to call me an asshole too." | Michael Chabon | ||
| df3776a | People with Books. What, in 2007, could be more incongruous than that? It makes me want to laugh." [ ]" | reading books modern-society modern-life | Michael Chabon | |
| d19d6fe | He addressed the class...in a soft, stupefied, increasingly breathless tone like an astronaut pleading with a mad supercomputer to open an airlock. | Michael Chabon | ||
| fc5f302 | Those who make their living flirting with catastrophe develop a faculty of pessimistic imagination, of anticipating the worst, that is often all but indistinguishable from clairvoyance. | Michael Chabon | ||
| eb751b6 | He took a step toward her, than another, tentatively, gathering all his strength, as though about to throw a heavy switch that would, if his calculations were correct, bring light to a hundred cities and ten thousand darkened rooms. He was going to ask her to dance - that was all. | Michael Chabon | ||
| 4312715 | A gin and tonic under its tiny canopy of lime, I said, elevates character and makes for enlightened conversation | Michael Chabon | ||
| e82311b | Every work of art is one half of a secret handshake. | Michael Chabon | ||
| 66e6d25 | I don't save lives," Zelikman said. "I just prolong their futility." | Michael Chabon | ||
| 170f75f | The lucky ones are the people like your husband there. The ones who find work that means something to them. That they can really put their heart into, however foolish it might look to other people. | Michael Chabon | ||
| f40b689 | You never would get through to the end of being a father, no matter where you stored your mind or how many steps in the series you followed. Not even if you died. Alive or dead a thousand miles distant, you were always going to be on the hook for work that was neither a procedure nor a series of steps but, rather, something that demanded your full, constant attention without necessarily calling you to do, perform, or say anything at all. | death-and-dying fathers fatherhood father | Michael Chabon | |
| 6fb5129 | The shaping of a golem, to [Joe] was a gesture of hope, offered against hope, in a time of desperation. It was the expression of a yearning that a few magic words and an artful hand might produce something-- one poor, dumb, powerful thing-- exempt from the crushing strictures, from the ills, cruelties, and inevitable failures of the greater Creation. It was the voicing of a vain wish, when you got down to it, to escape. To slip, like the Es.. | Michael Chabon | ||
| e9b0478 | They weren't my family and it wasn't my holiday, but I was orphaned and an atheist and I would take what I could get. | Michael Chabon | ||
| 4ff50b3 | Rosa's brush caught the rime of ash on his lapel, the missed button of his waistcoat, the tender, impatient, defiant expression in his eyes by means of which he is clearly trying to convey to the artist, telepathically, that he intends, in an hour or so, to f*ck her. | Michael Chabon | ||
| a5c2b79 | it had bred false camaraderies and drawn my attention to deep flaws and fault lines when what mattered--what matters so often in the course of everyday human life--were the surfaces and the joins. | Michael Chabon | ||
| e0e9ac2 | The brake and gas were rigged to suit a man of his stature, and he handled them like Horowitz sailing through a storm of Liszt. | Michael Chabon | ||
| 52816b9 | The stone was moved--not for Jesus--but for the women; not so Jesus could come out, but so the women could see in! | Max Lucado | ||
| 3a092d5 | Anybody can preach a sermon on a mount surrounded by daisies. But only one with a gut full of faith can live a sermon on a mountain of pain. | Max Lucado | ||
| 2516f59 | God is not going to let you see the distant scene either. So you might as well quit looking for it. He promises a lamp unto our feet, not a crystal ball into the future (Psalm 119:105). We do not need to know what will happen tomorrow. We only need to know he leads us and "we will find grace to help us when we need it" (Hebrews 4:16 NLT)." | Max Lucado | ||
| 3159f44 | There are times when God sends thunder to stir us. There are times when God sends blessings to lure us. But then there are times when God sends nothing but silence as he honors us with the freedom to choose where we spend eternity. | Max Lucado | ||
| 5d4f5cf | Focus on giants--you stumble. Focus on God--your giants tumble. MAX LUCADO, CAST OF CHARACTERS | Suzanne Eller | ||
| 7db8d9f | There is no one God won't use. | Max Lucado | ||
| 3860c17 | Confession is a radical reliance on grace. A proclamation of our trust in God's goodness. "What I did was bad," we acknowledge, "but your grace is greater than my sin, so I confess it." If our understanding of grace is small, our confession will be small: reluctant, hesitant, hedged with excuses and qualifications, full of fear of punishment. But great grace creates an honest confession." | Max Lucado | ||
| cb22821 | The cross, the zenith of history. All of the past pointed to it, and all of the future would depend upon it. It's the great triumph of heaven: God is on the earth. And it is the great tragedy of earth: man has rejected God. | Max Lucado | ||
| deacf26 | At the beginning of every act of faith, there is often a seed of fear. | Max Lucado | ||
| 2fb526c | If it is true that a picture paints a thousand words, then there was a Roman centurion who got a dictionary full. All he did was see Jesus suffer. He never heard him preach or saw him heal or followed him through the crowds. He never witnessed him still the wind; he only witnessed the way he died. But that was all it took to cause this weather-worn soldier to take a giant step in faith. "Surely this was a righteous man."1 That says a lot, d.. | Max Lucado | ||
| 199b3e9 | To live as God's child is to know, at this very instant, that you are loved by your Maker not because you try to please him and succeed, or fail to please him and apologize, but because he wants to be your Father. Nothing more. All your efforts to win his affection are unnecessary. All your fears of losing his affection are needless. You can no more make him want you than you can convince him to abandon you. The adoption is irreversible. Yo.. | Max Lucado | ||
| ec32fd9 | For the next twelve hours I will be exposed to the day's demands. It is now that I must make a choice. Because of Calvary, I'm free to choose. And so I choose. I choose love . . . No occasion justifies hatred; no injustice warrants bitterness. I choose love. Today I will love God and what God loves. I choose joy . . . I will invite my God to be the God of circumstance. I will refuse the temptation to be cynical . . . the tool of the lazy th.. | Max Lucado | ||
| c9d4172 | Have you ever noticed the way a groom looks at his bride during the wedding? I have. Perhaps it's my vantage point. As the minister of the wedding, I'm positioned next to the groom. Side by side we stand, he about to enter the marriage, I about to perform it. By the time we reach the altar, I've been with him for some time backstage as he tugged his collar and mopped his brow. His buddies reminded him that it's not too late to escape, and t.. | Max Lucado | ||
| a07f87c | No wonder Satan wants to convince us that we are weak, because once a believer finds strength in prayer, the game is over for Satan. | Thomas Nelson | ||
| 0df384d | Unfortunately, here as elsewhere on this touching planet, imitation is the watchword and prestige the highest ambition. | prestige salinger | J.D. Salinger | |
| 3444a3e | I was a nice girl," she pleaded, "wasn't I?" | J.D. Salinger | ||
| ed68704 | In this entre-nous spirit, then, old confidant before we join the others, the grounded everywhere, including, I'm sure, the middle-aged hot-rodders who insist on zooming us to the moon, the Dharma Bums, the makers of cigarette filters for thinking men, the Beat and the Sloppy and the Petulant, the chosen cultists, all the lofty experts who know so well what we should or shouldn't do with our poor little sex organs, all the bearded, proud, u.. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| d13f43c | You remember I said before that Ackley was a slob in his personal habits? Well, so was Stradlater, but in a different way. Stradlater was more of a secret slob. He always looked all right, Stradlater, but for instance, you should've seen the razor he shaved himself with. It was always rusty as hell and full of lather and hairs and crap. He never cleaned it or anything. He always looked good when he was finished fixing himself up, but he was.. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 6b0a503 | You hate to tell new stuff to somebody around a hundred years old. They don't like to hear it. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 730bdd8 | I don't care if it's a sad good-bye or a bad good-bye, but when I leave a place I like to know I'm leaving it. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| af38597 | When I really worry about something, I don't just fool around. I even have to go to the bathroom when I worry about something. Only, I don't go. I'm too worried to go. I don't want to interrupt my worrying to go. | worry | J.D. Salinger | |
| 669fb13 | If German boys had learned to be contemptuous of violence, Hitler would have had to take up knitting to keep his ego warm. | violence war | J.D. Salinger | |
| 3d6e29a | She's an irritating, opinionated woman, a type Buddy can't stand. I don't think he could see her for what she is. A person, deprived, for life, of any understanding or taste for the main current of poetry that flows through things, all things. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 223eccf | Ti vse neshcho ne kharesvash. Tezi dumi oshche poveche me nat'zhikha. -- Kharesvam, kharesvam niakoi neshcha. Razbira se, che kharesvam. Ne govori taka. Diavol da go vzeme, zashcho govorish taka? -- Zashchoto ne kharesvash. Nikoe uchilishche ne ti kharesva. Milion neshcha ne kharesvash. Milion neshcha. -- Ima neshcha, koito kharesvam. Ti greshish -- tochno tuk greshish. Za kak'v diavol triabvashe da kazvash tova? -- popitakh az. Bratche, ko.. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 0968f93 | I find it magnificent how beau-tiful, loose ends find each other in the world if one only waits with de-cent patience, resilience, and quite blind strength. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| efd1dc8 | Last month, Dean Sheeter (whose name usually transports Franny when I mention it) approached me with his gracious smile and bull whip, and I am now lecturing to the faculty, their wives, and a few oppressively-deep type undergraduates every Friday on Zen and Mahayana Buddhism. A feat, I haven't a doubt, that will eventually earn me the Eastern Philosophy Chair in Hell. | J.D. Salinger |