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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 4899ef2 | Oh, I know, I know, she was a sweet girl, a simple country girl; everyone told me that, both then and since. But I could not forgive her animal dumbness - worse, her rank sensuality, easy as any cow's, and like her dumpling breasts, quite irresistable to men - while those of us whom God has made to think and feel, who are strung out like harps along the wires of our own nature, why, we are rarer than music and must content ourselves with sm.. | Rosalind Miles | ||
| 8b26e2b | People in open relationships enjoy exploring different dynamics with different people-sexual, emotional, psychological, and spiritual. Non-monogamy gives them the opportunity to create unique relationships that nourish and support each other. | Tristan Taormino | ||
| f059dbe | But it won't be much of a battle, will it?" Alek asked. "What can an airship do to a pair of ironclads?" "My guess is, we'll stay absolutely still for an hour. Just so we don't fall into any bad habits." | deryn humour | Scott Westerfeld | |
| aaf3e47 | Nate liked money. It was a sleek and clever invention, beautiful in the way it lubricated power and focused people's attention. But it had a clumsy, brutal side, too. Money bludgeoned people without it into silence, shut them away in neighborhoods like this. | Scott Westerfeld | ||
| b456485 | Nice concept. But is it a trilogy or a tweet?" "I can't tell any more." -- | Scott Westerfeld | ||
| b00241e | The scent of a faraway place lay on my skin. | Scott Westerfeld | ||
| eaddf60 | Weird, even for one of us. Or maybe she's worse. | midnighters secret the | Scott Westerfeld | |
| 936bf09 | She thought of the orchids spreading across the plains below, choking the life out of the other plants, out of the soil itself, selfish and unstoppable. | Scott Westerfeld | ||
| 7123d33 | No one owns the sunset, | Scott Westerfeld | ||
| ce29357 | If you threaten Deryn Sharp again, Volger - in any way at all - I'm done with you. | Scott Westerfeld | ||
| 09f10ad | La naturaleza, al menos, no necesitaba de operaciones para ser bella. Simplemente lo era. | Scott Westerfeld | ||
| 7494c52 | From now on, no one rewires my mind but me. | Scott Westerfeld | ||
| 09591df | Looking for a thousand years is worth it, if in the end you find what you need. | inspirational sadness succeed | Scott Westerfeld | |
| 42802ce | Mindy had explained that a lot of things had ghosts, not just people. Animals, machines, even things as vast as a paved-over forest or as humble as the smell of good cooking could leave traces of themselves behind. The world was haunted by the past. | Scott Westerfeld | ||
| 6b567ac | Servants ran to wake the young king, Tamar, already awake and watching from his balcony. Curious, naturally. Not altogether pleased. No more than anyone would be, jolted out of a sound sleep by unexpected elephants. | humor | Lloyd Alexander | |
| 872b740 | One way everything looks all right, the other way, it looks all wrong. | Lloyd Alexander | ||
| dd4b0d1 | Our pride is not in fighting but in farming; In the work of our, hands not our blades. Never have we sought war. We come to the Banner of the white pig because it is the banner of our friend, Terran Wanderer. | Lloyd Alexander | ||
| eda3a2e | Adaon smiled gravely. "Is there not glory enough in living the days given to us? You should know there is adventure in simply being among those we love and the things we love, and beauty, too." | Lloyd Alexander | ||
| e74e285 | There are heroes and heroes. I don't deny he's acted bravely on occasion. He's fought beside Lord Gwydion and been proud of himself as a chick wearing eagle's feathers. But that's only one kind of bravery. Has the darling robin ever scratched for his own worms? That's bravery of another sort. And between the two, dear Orwen, he might find the latter shows the greater courage. | Lloyd Alexander | ||
| daf339f | Les jeux sont faits. Nous sommes fucked. | mistakes | Mark Z. Danielewski | |
| faee41f | White people were dangerous and snakes were dangerous and now the two were working together, each doing what the other told it to. She was sure she had seen a snake in a weeded ditch with the head of a white man. Right after she came out of the house on the way to Big Joe's, which she had immediately forgotten, she saw it, long and black and diamond-patterned in the ditch with a white man's head. It had blue eyes. The bluest eyes any white .. | Harry Crews | ||
| cb4fe79 | He knew and accepted for the first time that things would not be different tomorrow. Or ever. Things got different for some people. But for some they did not. There were a lot of things you could do though. One of them was to go nuts trying to pretend things would someday be different. | Harry Crews | ||
| b5102be | Be your own judge. But commit no trespass, remembering that where another's liberty begins your own inevitably meets its boundary. | S.M. Stirling | ||
| ef60789 | But then they were males, and therefore idiots about some things. | S.M. Stirling | ||
| e076369 | Sandra was fond of an old Russian saying: | S.M. Stirling | ||
| 7ce610b | Likes to fight, does he?" Sandra said thoughtfully. "Oh, yeah. He says there are only two reasons to fight." "Which are?" "Joy and death." Her mother's brows went up. "Joy in death?" "No, no... For joy, to stretch yourself with a friend; or death, to kill as quickly as you can. Nothing in between." | S.M. Stirling | ||
| 4f21b69 | There may be a worse form of government than theocracy in the long run, but offhand I can't think of any. | S.M. Stirling | ||
| 9f29c29 | Scuse me, lady, but I'm Wisp, 'cause that's all I am, a wisp of a thing, not much good for changing a thing in the world," said the boy for when he stepped inside, the light from the grimy window gave her a good view of his anxious, pointed little face." | Anne McCaffrey | ||
| b25933c | Living was struggling to do something impossible - to succeed, or die, knowing you had tried! | Anne McCaffrey | ||
| 9158685 | A man didn't specialize in mathematics because he had a rare talent for human relationships. | Anne McCaffrey | ||
| c451170 | I had a salad. If I were to say that today's tomatoes were an index of the decline of Western man I should be thought a crank but nations do not, I think, ascend on such tomatoes. | Russell Hoban | ||
| 2c4af6e | Looking at them words going down on this paper right this minim I know there aint no such thing there aint no only my self you all ways have every 1 and every thing on your back. | Russell Hoban | ||
| f48d505 | Iyther you dont know nothing or you know too much it dont seam like theres any thing in be twean. | Russell Hoban | ||
| 0307895 | Its some kynd of thing it aint us but yet its in us. Its looking out thru our eye hoals. May be you dont take no noatis of it only some times. Say you get woak up suddn in the middl of the nite. 1 minim youre a sleap and the nex youre on your feet with a spear in your han. Wel it werent you put that spear in your han it wer that other thing whats looking out thru your eye hoals. It aint you nor it dont even know your name. Its in us lorn an.. | Russell Hoban | ||
| a89b506 | O what we ben! And what we come to! | human-condition progress | Russell Hoban | |
| f44e092 | Poor Father, I see his final exploration. He arrives at the new place, his hair risen in astonishment, his mouth and eyes dumb. His toe scuffs a soft storm of sand, he kneels and his arms spread in pantomimic celebration, the immigrant, as in every moment of his life, arriving eternally on the shore of his Self. | immigrant salvation self self-awareness | E.L. Doctorow | |
| 9d70d37 | Orthodox devotions that do not let in the light of modern knowledge are no more than a form of ancestor worship. | E.L. Doctorow | ||
| 64073a1 | Many historians have noted an interesting phenomenon in American life in the years immediately after a war. In the councils of government fierce partisanship replaces the necessary political coalitions of wartime. IN the great arena of social relations -- business, labour, the community -- violence rises, fear and recrimination dominate public discussion, passion prevails over reason. Many historians have noted this phenomenon. It is attrib.. | E.L. Doctorow | ||
| b6279d0 | The consumption of food was a sacrament of success. A man who carried a great stomach before him was thought to be in his prime. Women went into hospitals to die of burst bladders, collapsed lungs, overtaxed hearts and meningitis of the spine. There was a heavy traffic to the spas and sulphur springs, where the purgative was valued as an inducement to the appetite. America was a great farting country. All this began to change when Taft move.. | E.L. Doctorow | ||
| 9e73424 | She's some kind of Socialist-anarchist-anarcho-syndicalist-Communist. Unless you're one of them you can't tell exactly what any of them are. | E.L. Doctorow | ||
| 357dc00 | On the labour front in 1919 there was an unprecedented number of strikes involving many millions of workers. One of the lager strikes was mounted by the AF of L against the United States Steel Corporation. At that time workers in the steel industry put in an average sixty-eight-hour week for bare subsistence wages. The strike spread to other plants, resulting in considerable violence -- the death of eighteen striking workers, the calling ou.. | E.L. Doctorow | ||
| bae92e4 | A stydy today of the products of the animated cartoon industry of the twenties, thirties and forties would yield the following theology: 1. People are animals. 2. The body is mortal and subject to incredible pain. 3. Life is antagonistic to the living. 4. The flesh can be sawed, crushed, frozen, stretched, burned, bombed, and plucked for music. 5. The dumb are abused by the smart and the smart are destroyed by their own cunning. 6. The smal.. | E.L. Doctorow | ||
| b03bcaf | And so do people pass out of one's life and all you can remember of them is their humanity, a poor fitful thing of no dominion, like your own. | E.L. Doctorow | ||
| 1daf46a | This...is a new crutch to help you make excuses for your meaningless, impotent existence. | John Kennedy Toole |