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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 05e203d | What are we going to do with the body?" She had visions of dragging it into the swamp, whispering, "Here, gator, gator," and she made a little sound of distress at the thought." | Jennifer Crusie | ||
| f1f4bda | Jake ignored him and went on. "If I ever do hook up with anybody again - and I sincerely doubt that I will, so wipe that hopeful look off your face - it will be with someone who thinks that being with somebody who mows lawns is her idea of heaven on earth and who will do exactly what I tell her to do and love it." "I think Donna Reed is dead," Will said." | humor men-and-women | Jennifer Crusie | |
| b9cfa27 | He turned down the street to Emilio's, trying to remember what "the edge of chaos" meant. It was something about flipping a coin, something about the edge being the moment when the coin was in the air. The point at which the system was pure potential, about to choose a path. Or something about a pile of sand, adding sand a grain at a time, and the edge of chaos being the point at which the critical grain landed and the pile either shifted o.. | Jennifer Crusie | ||
| ca4b32a | I'm fine," Kate said. "In fact, since my last two dates were so awful, things can only get better." "Bad deduction," Jessie said. "If that were true, I'd be dating Harrison Ford by now." | men-and-women logic | Jennifer Crusie | |
| 6ce98c5 | Jack had the power to make my heart fly. He also had the power to shoot it out of the sky. Because, let's not forget, love isn't just about the flying. | Anna Maxted | ||
| 83c09a8 | If you're happy inside you don't have to convince everyone else. | Anna Maxted | ||
| 1256668 | Curiosity was a mild irritant, but nothing in the face of fear like this. By doing nothing, I determined that nothing would change, and it didn't. People moan about being in limbo, but actually, I found limbo the safest place to be. | Anna Maxted | ||
| 83141d1 | I wondered if whiteness were contagious. If it were, then surely I had caught it. I imagined this "condition" affected the way I walked, talked, dressed, danced, and at its most advanced stage, the way I looked at the world and at other people." | whiteness race | Danzy Senna | |
| 34347f7 | lw qltm ly fy tlk l'ym lty bdt bsyT@ w Gyr m`qd@ w dht lqfzt lbyD w lqb`t lws`@, nny khll sntyn swf 'kwn dhhny@ w 'tmny fqT lmwt, lDHkt w t`jbt, wwSlt lHy@,w lkny knt s'DHk kthyr bkl t'kyd!! | Kay Redfield Jamison | ||
| e41ec3d | When energy is profoundly dissipated, the ability to think is clearly eroded, and the capacity to actively engage in the efforts and pleasures of life is fundamentally altered, then depression becomes an illness rather than a temporary or existential state. | Kay Redfield Jamison | ||
| 929a65d | St. Andrews provided a gentle forgetfulness over the preceding painful years of my life. It remains a haunting and lovely time to me, a marrow experience. For one who during her undergraduate years was trying to escape an inexplicable weariness and despair, St. Andrews was an amulet against all manner of longing and loss, a year of gravely held but joyous remembrances. | mood-disorders st-andrews-university kay-redfield-jamison bipolar-disorder | Kay Redfield Jamison | |
| d9f564c | We have given sorrow many words, but a passion for life few. | Kay Redfield Jamison | ||
| 086306f | That such a final, tragic, and awful thing is suicide can exist in the midst of remarkable beauty is one of the vastly contradictory and paradoxical aspects of life and art. | suicide suicidality tormented-mind tortured-artist sylvia-plath manic-depression bipolar-disorder | Kay Redfield Jamison | |
| dd002c6 | Th Chinese believe that before you can conquer a beast you first must make it beautiful. | Kay Redfield Jamison | ||
| a3e6fd1 | The disease that has, on several occasions, nearly killed me does kill tens of thousands of people every year: most are young, most die unnecessarily, and many are among the most imaginative and gifted that we as a society have. | Kay Redfield Jamison | ||
| 4bab279 | When our commitment is wavering, the best way to stay on track is to consider the progress we've already made. As we recognize what we've invested and attained, it seems like a waste to give up, and our confidence and commitment surge. | perseverance self-doubt motivation grit | Adam M. Grant | |
| 7a98161 | In every field, even the most eminent creators typically produce a large quantity of work that's technically sound but considered unremarkable by experts and audiences. When the London Philharmonic Orchestra chose the 50 greatest pieces of classical music, the list included six pieces by Mozart, five by Beethoven, and three by Bach.14 To generate a handful of masterworks, Mozart composed more than 600 pieces before his death at thirty-five,.. | Adam M. Grant | ||
| 7f8a88e | Hell, you know what? I'll even let you cuddle me." "And while I'm cuddling you, will you be cuddling your pretty husband? Olive Thorn, are you granting me a cuddling threesome because I'm a victim of love? If so, I'll totally take that." -- | Ella Maise | ||
| d0bc675 | Regret was Fear's big sister, | Andre Dubus III | ||
| f2a4987 | When Jennifer was here in the summer, they were at the house most days. I would say generally that as they got older they became quieter, and though I enjoyed both, I sometimes missed the giggles and shouts. The quiet voices, just low enough for me not to hear from wherever I was, rising and failing in proportion to my distance from them, frightened me. Not that I believed they were planning or recounting anything really wicked, but there w.. | Andre Dubus | ||
| d2e5f6d | this I know of life's difficult times: there is always a time for them to begin and a time for them to end, and the man who knows this knows he must thank God for each day he has suffered because that is always one day closer to the sun, the real sun. | Andre Dubus III | ||
| 7d328c9 | I got this strong feeling of missing him, like he was someone who I loved who had died and gone away, someone who was mostly a memory. I wanted to grab him and say okay, I was sorry about Tommy, it was just a stupid mistake and I knew I'd hurt him and I wish I hadn't. Because I did love him. I did. | Sara Zarr | ||
| f5286f3 | Now you," Grandma barks at him. "Yes, you, the invisible truck driver," she added, giving me a wicked grin. "Go stand next to Rose over there by the stone bench and smile like you mean it." "Yes, ma'am," Will said. "I am not to be called ma'am. My name is Maggie," she crabbed. "Well, I also have a name. It's Will," he shot back. Everyone stopped. We held our breath, waiting to see what Grandma would say next, but she just smiled at him. "I .. | Donna Freitas | ||
| b9578ae | The only thing that mattered was where I was and who I was with now, and when Will's arms tightened around me I knew I was right where I needed to be all along. | Donna Freitas | ||
| 87acdf1 | Alter any event, ever so slightly and without apparent importance at the time, and evolution cascades into radically different channel. | Stephen Jay Gould | ||
| 92058e7 | Our planet is not fragile at its own timescale and we, pitiful latecomers in the last microsecond of our planetary year, are stewards of nothing in the long run. | evolution humanity | Stephen Jay Gould | |
| 78ba4ae | Cowardice and courage are just labels--words invented by foolish men to bolster their egos and denigrate their enemies. In battle we should be cold, clinical, and disciplined. That | Joseph Delaney | ||
| 980e50e | I'll tell you something now that I want you to remember. This is the truth. From the moment I first saw you I knew we were meant to be together. I loved you when we both lived with Old Gregory in Chipenden. I loved you when I was with Lukrasta. And I love you now. Either believe me or call me a liar - that's up to you. But it's the truth. - Alice | Joseph Delaney | ||
| 7dd023e | Just one thing worse than the dark, ain't there? And that's what's inside it - the things that call it home ... | Joseph Delaney | ||
| 90c6816 | Alice might end up neither good nor bad. She might end up somewhere in between. That would make her very dangerous to know. That girl could be the bane of your life, a blight, a poison on everything you do. Or she might turn out to be the best and strongest friend you'll ever have. Someone who'll make all the difference in the world. I just don't know which way it will go. I can't see it, no matter how hard I try. | pain love forshadowing tom-x-alice wardstone-chronicles otp | Joseph Delaney | |
| 57f9b9e | Even the tiger runs and hides when little Tabaqui goes mad, for madness is the most disgraceful thing that can overtake a wild creature. | Rudyard Kipling | ||
| 1f499ec | Tiger! Tiger!" What of the hunting, hunter bold? Brother, the watch was long and cold. What of the quarry ye went to kill? Brother, he crops in the jungle still. Where is the power that made your pride? Brother, it ebbs from my flank and side. Where is the haste that ye hurry by? Brother, I go to my lair--to die." | Rudyard Kipling | ||
| 0a9ea79 | and with an almost audible click he felt the wheels of his being lock up anew on the world without. Things that rode meaningless on the eyeball an instant before slid into proper proportion. Roads were meant to be walked upon, houses to be lived in, cattle to be driven, fields to be tilled, and men and women to be talked to. They were all real and true--solidly | Rudyard Kipling | ||
| e70e99b | And it is I, Raksha [The Demon], who answers. The man's cub is mine, Lungri--mine to me! He shall not be killed. He shall live to run with the Pack and to hunt with the Pack; and in the end, look you, hunter of little naked cubs--frog-eater--fish-killer--he shall hunt thee! Now get hence, or by the Sambhur that I killed (I eat no starved cattle), back thou goest to thy mother, burned beast of the jungle, lamer than ever thou camest into the.. | Rudyard Kipling | ||
| e7ab112 | Well-meanin' man. Did it all for the best." Stalky curled gracefully round the stair-rail. "Head in a drain-pipe. Full confession in the left boot." | Rudyard Kipling | ||
| bf8717c | Winds of the World, give answer! They are whimpering to and fro-- | Rudyard Kipling | ||
| 9ab5c76 | His nickname through all the wards was ' Little Friend of all the World'; and very often, being lithe and inconspicuous, he executed commissions by night on the crowded housetops for sleek and shiny young men of fashion. It was intrigue, of course. | Rudyard Kipling | ||
| 678e326 | Then the only other creature who is allowed at the Pack Council--Baloo, the sleepy brown bear who teaches the wolf cubs the Law of the Jungle: old Baloo, who can come and go where he pleases because he eats only nuts and roots and honey--rose upon his hind quarters and grunted. | Rudyard Kipling | ||
| c10c57b | chasing silly rose leaves | Rudyard Kipling | ||
| 7f94014 | Cites and Thrones and Powers Stand in Time's eye Which daily die; But, as new buds put forth To glad new men, Out of the spend and unconsidered Earth, The cities will rise again | Rudyard Kipling | ||
| 7e0206f | The Law of the Jungle, which never orders anything without a reason, forbids every beast to eat Man except when he is killing to show his children how to kill, and then he must hunt outside the hunting grounds of his pack or tribe. The real reason for this is that man-killing means, sooner or later, the arrival of white men on elephants, with guns, and hundreds of brown men with gongs and rockets and torches. Then everybody in the jungle su.. | Rudyard Kipling | ||
| 583a401 | I keep six honest serving-men (They taught me all I knew): Their names are What and Why and When And How and Where and Who. (RUDYARD KIPLING) | Colin Dexter | ||
| 055bdd1 | It was seven o'clock of a very warm evening in the Seeonee hills when Father Wolf woke up from his day's rest, scratched himself, yawned, and spread out his paws one after the other to get rid of the sleepy feeling in their tips. Mother Wolf lay with her big gray nose dropped across her four tumbling, squealing cubs, and the moon shone into the mouth of the cave where they all lived. "Augrh!" said Father Wolf. "It is time to hunt again." He.. | Rudyard Kipling | ||
| 373be8f | Then the Kolokolo Bird said with a mournful cry, "Go to the banks of the great, grey-green greasy Limpopo River, all set about with fever-trees, and find out." | Rudyard Kipling |