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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 811bb84 | He hated sounding guilty. Terrible things always followed. | Mel Odom | ||
| 51fb45f | Las novelas nunca las han escrito mas que los que son incapaces de vivirlas. | Alejandro Casona | ||
| 9db0b51 | The language sticks to them like cat hair to black trousers, and they do things correctly without knowing why. | Kitty Burns Florey | ||
| aa1b645 | But when it gets dark, I'm off the hook. The day is officially rolled up and put away. I'm free to watch movies or stare at the wall, no longer holding myself accountable for what I might or might not have gotten done because the time for getting something done is over until tomorrow. | Abigail Thomas | ||
| 426f38f | Anger is a luxury. Anger wants answers, retribution, reason, something that makes sense. Anger wants a story, stories help us make sense out of everything. But while we scramble to help those who need it, who has time for anger? Who has time to make sense out of anything? There is only what is. Anger is a distraction. Anger removes me from grief, and the opportunity to be helpful. | Abigail Thomas | ||
| b0518d9 | She would (if she could) put her arm around the girl she'd been and try to tell her Take it easy, but the girl would not have listened. The girl had no receptors for Take it easy. And besides, "Hey Jude" was on the radio, it was her prayer, her manifesto, almost her dwelling place. She sang it everywhere. The music made her cry then; it makes her cry now. Listening to it now brings back memories so sharp they taste like blood in her mouth." | Abigail Thomas | ||
| 669422e | People reject the cross because it contradicts historical values and expectations--just as Peter challenged Jesus for saying, "The Son of Man must suffer": "Far be it from You; this shall not happen to You." But Jesus rebuked Peter: "Get behind me, Satan!" (Mt 16:21; Mk 8:31, 33). "In the course of a few moments," Peter went from being "the mouthpiece of God" to a "tool" of Satan, because he could not connect vicarious suffering with God's .. | James H. Cone | ||
| 7abd236 | And certainly the history of the black-white relations in this country from the Civil War to the present unmistakably shows that as a people, America has never intended for blacks to be free. To this day, in the eyes of most white Americans, the black man remains subhuman. | James H. Cone | ||
| 6cd4027 | l tHS~ lmzy lt~ jlbth ln lHDr@ wl t`d lTq@ lmntj@ lkl nw` lthr lt~ 'wjdth btkrt l`lm wktshfth. wl ttSwr lbd`t lry'`@ lljns lnsn~ mn jl 'n ykwn lbshr 'kthr s`d@, 'kthr Hry@ w'kthr kml. .wl mthyl llmnb` lSfy@ wlkhSb@ llHy@ ljdyd@ | Malcolm Lowry | ||
| 4ac6d51 | Hell," he finished absurdly. "Because--" He produced a twenty-peso note and laid it on the table. "I like it," he called to them, through the open window, from outside. Cervantes stood behind the bar, with scared eyes, holding the cockerel. "I love hell. I can't wait to get back there. In fact I'm running, I'm almost back there already." | Malcolm Lowry | ||
| f89d2b0 | He was safe here; this was the place he loved - sanctuary, the paradise of his despair. | Malcolm Lowry | ||
| f887b8f | Bent double, groaning with the weight, an old lame Indian was carrying on his back, by means of a strap looped over his forehead, another poor Indian, yet older and more decrepit than himself. He carried the older man and his crutches, trembling in every limb under this weight of the past, he carried both their burdens. | indian méxico | Malcolm Lowry | |
| b522be1 | Under the Volcano" embraces everything from Dante to Freud to the cabala. Here it shambles like Cervantes, there it rages like Ahab, and every page of it pulsates on Out of Body Auto-Reply, that style of pure Lowry that points at once backward, to all European literature, and forward, to the mother of all nervous breakdowns." | Malcolm Lowry | ||
| d9fddd7 | When I should have been producing obscure volumes of verse entitled the Triumph of Humpty Dumpty or the Nose with the Luminous Dong! Or at best, like Clare, "weaving fearful vision" ... A frustrated poet in every man. Though it is perhaps a good idea under the circumstances to pretend at least to be proceeding with one's great work on "Secret Knowledge," then one can always say when it never comes out that the title explains the deficiency... | Malcolm Lowry | ||
| 8829e79 | He felt rather like someone lying in a bath after all the water has run out, witless, almost dead. | Malcolm Lowry | ||
| c4465c7 | The will of man is unconquerable. Even God cannot conquer it. | Malcolm Lowry | ||
| e6f71d5 | Dust off that Bible. It has the answers you are looking for, and its delights await you. | woman reading bible god love daily christian searching delight looking | Elizabeth George | |
| 3c03800 | Oh love how can we not be together?' Romeo cried. "Without the sight of you every day, the smell, the taste of you, I would wither away. My blood would turn to powder in my veins. And you? Have you not found in me a mirror for your soul? When you look at me, when we speak, touch, do you not see who you really are? I dare you to deny that in my presence you love yourself better. I know this is true, for I love myself better in yours." | true-love soul-mates | Robin Maxwell | |
| a8ce2fe | Time would be my friend, I told myself. Yet time, I knew even then, was my enemy. | to-little-time | Robin Maxwell | |
| 42e66d2 | You cannot know" he said simply. "Very little is certain in this life, my lady." | uncertainty | Robin Maxwell | |
| 2306268 | You have to admit, when people disappear, some rules go out the window. | Tim F. LaHaye | ||
| 35ffced | Isaiah 9:6, "For unto us a Child is born, unto us a Son is given; and the government will be upon His shoulder. And His name will be called Wonderful, Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace." | Tim LaHaye | ||
| 0382c75 | Ezekiel 33:11: 'I have no pleasure in the death of the wicked, but that the wicked turn from his way and live. | Tim LaHaye | ||
| 8ad0210 | The Bible says that to those who receive him, he gives the power to become sons of God. That's what Jesus is--the Son of God. When we become sons of God, we have what Jesus has: a relationship with God, eternal life, and because Jesus paid our penalty, we also have forgiveness for our sins. | Tim LaHaye | ||
| 2527fae | Though Wilder blamed her family's departure from Kansas on "blasted politicians" ordering white squatters to vacate Osage lands, no such edict was issued over Rutland Township during the Ingallses' tenure there. Quite the reverse is true: only white intruders in what was known as the Cherokee Strip of Oklahoma were removed to make way for the displaced Osages arriving from Kansas. (Wilder mistakenly believed that her family's cabin was loca.. | Sarah Miller | ||
| 5019c1c | How different it must feel to be a man: built solid through, with everything beneath the skin belonging solely to yourself. Did he ever envy what she could take into herself, how much she could contain? Could he comprehend all it meant for a woman to hold herself open for her husband, her children? | Sarah Miller | ||
| 4de6923 | When the windowpanes start to turn from black to gray, my sisters cradle themselves around me, rocking me like the sea until I can taste the salt of our tears | Sarah Miller | ||
| 951384a | vista no wider than their own sunbonnets. | Sarah Miller | ||
| ac7f337 | A woman can resolve that, whatever happens, she will not speak till she can do it in a calm and gentle manner, | Sarah Miller | ||
| 75eaf56 | Be thankful for what is given. Caroline heard the words in her mother's voice. No matter if it is not enough, be thankful. | Sarah Miller | ||
| 349adb2 | Olga sits on the carpet in front of her shelves with stacks of books scattered around her, struggling to pick between her old favorites. She's all bent over, like a puppet without a hand inside it. | Sarah Miller | ||
| 42e4eef | it was not going she dreaded--only leaving. | Sarah Miller | ||
| b7052a6 | we must all learn to do things we don't want to do. You may be afraid, but you may not let your fear chase you away from what must be done. | Sarah Miller | ||
| 3b54d89 | All our luxuries won't keep some men from dying -- it can only be a matter of time until I see it happen -- but in our lazaret death will creep silently onto the operating table or nestle between clean sheets. | Sarah Miller | ||
| 58eb3c6 | When the Indians saw us whipping our children, they thought at first that we must hate our children, but then they thought, no, no one can hate his child. They decided it must be a religious rite, to make the child hate this world and long for the next. We're a strange vicious people. | kids whipping parents | Isabel Miller | |
| df57720 | We may view it as our responsibility to control something that is not in fact within our control and yet fail to exercise the power and authority that we do have over our own behavior. Mothers cannot make children think, feel, or be a certain way, but we can be firm, consistent, and clear about what behavior we will and will not tolerate, and what the consequences are for misbehavior. We can also change our part in patterns that keep family.. | Harriet Lerner | ||
| fa2a1d2 | We diminish people when we don't allow them to help us, or when we act like we don't need anything from them and they have nothing to offer us. We also diminish them when we allow them to go on and on, even after we've exceeded our capacity to pay attention. | Harriet Lerner | ||
| a229e58 | But here is the real point when it comes to the challenge of apologies in family relationships. If our intention is to have a better relationship, we need to be our best and most mature self, rather than reacting to the other person's reactivity. Also, some of the other person's complaints will be true, since we can't possibly get it right all the time. | Harriet Lerner | ||
| 571235e | I beheld before me an animated Corse. Her countenance was long and haggard; Her cheeks and lips were bloodless; The paleness of death was spread over her features, and her eye-balls fixed stedfastly upon me were lustreless and hollow. I gazed upon the Spectre with horror too great to be described. My blood was frozen in my veins. I would have called for aid, but the sound expired, ere it could pass my lips. My nerves were bound up in impote.. | the-monk | Matthew Lewis | |
| 90b284f | I have abandoned the world and its delights for ever: Nothing now remains, Nothing now has charms for me, but your friendship, but your affection. If I lose that, Father! Oh! if I lose that, tremble at the effects of my despair! | Matthew Lewis | ||
| 3de21bf | Be cautious not to utter a syllable! Step not out of the circle, and as you love yourself, dare not to look upon my face! | warning warnings | Matthew Gregory Lewis | |
| d047c09 | Your heart new to the world, and full of warmth and sensibility, receives its first impressions with eagerness. Artless yourself, you suspect not others of deceit; and viewing the world through the medium of your own truth and innocence, you fancy all who surround you to deserve your confidence and esteem. What pity, that these gay visions must soon be dissipated! What pity, that you must soon discover the baseness of mankind, and guard aga.. | Matthew Lewis | ||
| 6141374 | Sometimes I felt the bloated Toad, hideous and pampered with the poisonous vapours of the dungeon, dragging his loathsome length along my bosom: Sometimes the quick cold Lizard rouzed me leaving his slimy track upon my face, and entangling itself in the tresses of my wild and matted hair: Often have I at waking found my fingers ringed with the long worms which bred in the corrupted flesh of my Infant. | death lizards gothic toads | Matthew Gregory Lewis | |
| ab5d747 | Lost is the time which is not past in love. | Matthew Gregory Lewis |