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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 80d9607 | Her reaction signaled that his memory had the power to destroy. | Ronlyn Domingue | ||
| 1ea1fa7 | She disapproved, but part of her seemed secretly to sympathize with the sickness. It was like she thought everybody had it, and the best you could do was to cover it up, and sometimes it would just come boiling out anyway. Then you had to point at it and condemn it, even though you knew you had it too. | Mary Gaitskill | ||
| cc2caec | I wanted to know people. I wanted to love. But I didn't realize how badly I had been hurt. I didn't realize that my habit of distance had become so unconscious and deep that I didn't know how to be with another person. I could only fix that person in my imagination and turn him this way and that, trying to feel him, until my mind was tired and raw. | Mary Gaitskill | ||
| 3ab0d6e | He realized what had been disturbing him about her. With other women whom he had been with in similar situations, he had experienced a relaxing sense of emptiness within them that had made it easy for him to get inside them and, once there, smear himself all over their innermost territory until it was no longer theirs but his. | Mary Gaitskill | ||
| 07be2ae | We all came up out of the ground and took our forms. So much harder for us to have a form because we have one on the outside and too many inside. Depth, surface, power, fragility, direction, indirection, arrogance, servility, rocks, roots, grass, blossoms, dirt. We are a tangle of roots, a young branch, a flower, a moldy spore. You want to say, This is me; this is who I am. But you don't even know what it is, or what it's for. Time parts it.. | Mary Gaitskill | ||
| ca0e86e | But now all the natural secrets have been exposed, and it is likely that the turtles have been sold to laboratory scientists who want to remove their shells so that they can wire electrodes to the turtles' skin in order to monitor their increasing terror at the loss of their shells. | Mary Gaitskill | ||
| 7bd88bc | In my diary I wrote, "I fear my father's anger, but I fear my mother's love." | Mary Gaitskill | ||
| 1e68efb | I can see her mind beating around the closed car like a bird. Locked in with privileges and pleasures, but also with pain. | Mary Gaitskill | ||
| d4f238b | It is strange how in moments of great crisis the mind whips back to childhood. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 3cde5c7 | People always gossiped about us, even as children. We created a strange sort of hostility wherever we went. In those days, during and after the First World War, when other children were well-mannered and conventional, we were ill-disciplined and wild. Those dreadful Delaneys | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 0168608 | The sea, like a crinkled chart, spread to the horizon, and lapped the sharp outline of the coast, while the houses were white shells in a rounded grotto, pricked here and there by a great orange sun. | coastline sun sea ocean | Daphne du Maurier | |
| bc33bf2 | Men and women who have never lived make finer captives on the printed page, or if they have lived, and are historical, then the very knowledge that they belong to a past we have not known ourselves induces fancy. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 564f959 | I wondered straightaway how he could sit at peace there, of an evening, with the row of heads staring down at him. There were no pictures, no flowers: only the heads of chamois. The concession to melody was the radiogram and the stack of records of classical music. Foolishly, I had asked, "Why only chamois?" He answered at once, "They fear Man." This might have led to an argument about animals in general, domestic, wild, and those whi.. | relationships | Daphne du Maurier | |
| 043d83c | She's dearer than life itself, that's all I know. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 75473df | There's a home for you here at North Hill, you know that, and my wife joins me in begging you to stay. Plenty to do, you know, plenty to do. There are flowers to be cut for the house, and letters to write, and the children to scold. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| c83181e | When Stephen talked about stalking chamois his whole expression changed. The features became more aquiline, the nose sharpened, the chin narrowed, and his eyes-steel blue - somehow took on the cold brilliance of a northern sky. I am being very frank about my husband. He attracted me at those times, and he repelled me too. This man, I told myself when I first met him, is a perfectionist. And he has no compassion. Gratified like all women who.. | perfectionist | Daphne du Maurier | |
| 2ea39ec | In memory of Robert Harris, sometime Major-General of His Majesty's forces before Plymouth, who was buried hereunder the 29th day of June 1655. And of Honor Harris his sister, who was likewise here underneath buried, the 17th day of November, in the year of our Lord 1653. Loyall and stout; they Crime this--this thy praise. Thou'rt here with Honour laid--though without Bayes. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 1db4ffb | there was nothing quite so shaming, so degrading as a marriage that had failed. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| d1abaa2 | There have been men in arid deserts where the sun has so disfigured them that they have become things of horror - parched and blackened, twisted and torn. Their eyes run blood, their tongues are bitten through - and then they come upon water. I know, because I was one of their number. | passion | Daphne du Maurier | |
| c87a055 | At twenty-three it takes very little to make the spirits soar. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 74779c0 | She realized for the first time that aversion and attraction ran side by side; that the boundary-line was thin between them. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 2fcf67f | That corner in the drive, too, where the trees encroach upon. . . the gravel, is not a place in which to pause, not after the sun has set. When the leaves rustle, they sound very much like the stealthy movement of a woman in evening dress, and when they shiver suddenly, and fall, and scatter away along the ground, they might be the patter, patter, of a woman's hurrying footstep, and the mark in the gravel the imprint of a high-heeled satin .. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| c35b4ee | An armchair is always an armchair, to the modern child, never a ship, never a desert island. The pattern on the wall are patterns; not characters whose faces change at dusk... The trouble is, the children have no imagination. They are sweet, and have carefree, honest eyes; but they have not any magic in their day. The magic has all gone... | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 4bf6689 | A woman of feeling does not easily give way. You may call it pride, or tenacity, call it what you will. In spite of all the evidence to the contrary, their emotions are more primitive than ours. They hold to the thing they want, and never surrender. We have our wars and battles, Mr. Ashey. But women can fight too. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 8c9f0f3 | How soft and gentle her name sounds when I whisper it. It lingers on the tongue, insidious and slow, almost like poison, which is apt indeed. It passes from the tongue to the parched lips, and from the lips back to the heart. And the heart controls the body, and the mind also. Shall I be free of it one day? In forty, in fifty years? Or will some lingering trace of matter in the brain stay pallid and diseased? Some minuscule cell in the bloo.. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 5692d6d | Oh, God, I though, this is like two people in a play, in a moment the curtain will come down, we shall bow to the audience, and go off to our dressing-rooms. | theatre rebecca | Daphne du Maurier | |
| d797ac0 | My realisation that all I had ever done in life, not only in France but in England also, was to watch people, never to partake in their happiness or pain, brought such a sense of overwhelming depression, deepened by the rain stinging the windows of the car, that when I came to Le Mans, although I had not intended to stop there and lunch, I changed my mind, hoping to change my mood. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 57bbf95 | Then he saw them. The gulls. Out there, riding the seas. What he had thought at first to be the white caps of the waves were gulls. Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands... They rose and fell in the trough of the seas, heads to the wind, like a mighty fleet at anchor, waiting on the tide. To eastward, and to the west, the gulls were there. They stretched as far as his eye could reach, in close formation, line upon line. Had the sea been st.. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| a65813a | Oh, I don't know," he said carelessly. "Put you in a fine gown and a pair of high-heeled shoes, and stick a comb in your hair, I daresay you'd pass for a lady even in a big place like Exeter." "I'm meant to be flattered by that, I suppose," said Mary, "but, thanking you very much, I'd rather wear my old clothes and look like myself." | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| dc7d627 | somewhere there is a Dona of tomorrow, a Dona of the future, of ten years away, to whom all of this will be a thing to cherish, a thing to remember. Much will be forgotten then, perhaps, the sound of the tide on the mud flats, the dark sky, the dark water, the shiver of the trees behinds us and the shadows they cast before them, and the smell of the young bracken and the moss. Even the things we said will be forgotten, the touch of hands, t.. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| eb92c1c | One degree of longitude equals four minutes of time the world over, but in terms of distance, one degree shrinks from sixty-eight miles at the Equator to virtually nothing at the poles. | latitude longitude | Dava Sobel | |
| 89be3a5 | But I do not think it necessary to believe that the same God who gave us our senses, our speech, our intellect, would have put aside the use of these, to teach us instead such things as with their help we could find out for ourselves, particularly in the case of these sciences of which there is not the smallest mention in the Scriptures; and, above all, in astronomy, of which so little notice is taken that the names of none of the planets a.. | Dava Sobel | ||
| b5512e0 | Still, he never felt that the sermons he wrote at the cottage were good. By the time he got back to Washington to preach them, they no longer excited him. They seemed cold, lifeless. This was probably because Peter's best sermons rose out of the soil of emotion in his own heart. That emotion had to be a present, valid reality. He could not conjure it up. | Catherine Marshall | ||
| 517552c | What do you do when strength is called for and you have no strength? You evoke a power beyond your own and use stamina you did not know you had. You open your eyes in the morning grateful that you can see the sunlight of yet another day. You draw yourself to the edge of the bed and then put one foot in front of the other and keep going. You weep with those who gently close the eyes of the dead, and somehow, from the salt of your tears, come.. | Catherine Marshall | ||
| ef3bf33 | Like most ministers, Peter was not the best judge of his own sermons. Almost invariably when he thought he had written one of his best, the rest of us did not rate it so highly. And, when on Saturday night he was bemoaning a "terrible sermon," he could be pretty sure his congregation would think it terrific. How other people rated his sermons was a constant source of astonishment to him. "That's what keeps me humble," he often said." | Catherine Marshall | ||
| 3b69837 | I might have felt unimportant pitted against the awesome might of the mountains. I did not. Rather, on that mountain top I found something important that I had never known before: an awareness of a vital connection between me and the Authority behind all this beauty. | Catherine Marshall | ||
| 60683a1 | I often marveled that the interior peace of the woman was reflected so faithfully in her surroundings. Even the selection and arrangements of her possessions gave an aura of uncluttered calm. In addition, there was a directness in her approach to all of life--including housekeeping--that never failed to fascinate me. Miss Alice was a person to whom color, symmetry of line and contrast of texture were important. | Catherine Marshall | ||
| 54f3868 | I might never have realized who I really was or have gotten answers to the relentless questions that had driven me to the Cove without those quiet hours spent with Fairlight in the mountains. I do not know why it is that an intimate contact with wildlife and a personal observation of nature helps so much in this self-discovery. But that it is so, I have seen in other people's lives as well as my own....even a few bricks and macadam are a sh.. | Catherine Marshall | ||
| 6698cd6 | Tevis being childless meant you felt a little sorry for her, and a bit jealous. Probably the same way she felt about you. | Monica Ali | ||
| c7e7c32 | If God wanted us to ask questions, he would have made us men (page 80). | Monica Ali | ||
| 0f62d47 | She had another English word. She carried it all the way down the corridor. | Monica Ali | ||
| 811401d | Kadang keadaan ternyata tidak seburuk yang disangka. Kadang-kadang hal buruk yang disangka akan datang malah tidak datang sama sekali. Kalian hanya harus menunggu dan melihat keadaan. | Monica Ali | ||
| e9db0eb | Our national love of porn and pole dancing is not the byproduct of a free and easy society with an earthy acceptance of sex. It is a desperate stab at freewheeling eroticism in a time and place characterized by intense anxiety. What are we afraid of? Everything...which includes sexual freedom and real female power. | Ariel Levy | ||
| b5d88d8 | Or maybe it was too late, and I had already chosen, inadvertently and incrementally, to be something else. | Ariel Levy |