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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 380f85a | No believer is a bad believer. | inspirational | Mohsin Hamid | |
| 730d769 | one's rules of propriety make one thirst for the improper. | Mohsin Hamid | ||
| 6d8d142 | the fact that Urdu was spoken by taxicab drivers; the presence, only two blocks from my East Village apartment, of a samosa- and channa-serving establishment called the Pak-Punjab Deli; the coincidence of crossing Fifth Avenue during a parade and hearing, from loudspeakers mounted on the South Asian Gay and Lesbian Association float, a song to which I had danced at my cousin's wedding. In a subway car, my skin would typically fall in the mi.. | Mohsin Hamid | ||
| 2231aea | I met her eyes, and for the first time I perceived that there was something broken behind them, like a tiny crack in a diamond that becomes visible only when viewed through a magnifying lens; normally it is hidden by the brilliance of the stone. | Mohsin Hamid | ||
| 8a63813 | We need language. We need language to tell stories. We need stories to create a self. We need a self because the complexity of the chemical processes that make up our individual humanities exceeds the processing power of our brains. The self we create is a fiction. | Mohsin Hamid | ||
| 9d66501 | It is possible to adore those newly come into your world, to envision, no matter how late in the day, a happily entwined future with those who have not been part of your past. | connection love relationships | Mohsin Hamid | |
| 5c0aeff | Location, location, location, the realtors say. Geography is destiny, respond the historians. | Mohsin Hamid | ||
| 3a44c11 | Saeed wanted to feel for Nadia what he had always felt for Nadia, and the potential loss of this feeling left him unmoored, adrift in a world where one could go anywhere but still find nothing. | Mohsin Hamid | ||
| 9103209 | Without being conscious of it, you have allowed yourself to become fond of him not for the content of his character but for the fidelity of his echo. | Mohsin Hamid | ||
| f5a4cf2 | It leaves space for your thoughts to echo | Mohsin Hamid | ||
| fac99d5 | She thought she mattered little to him, but in this she was mistaken, as the musician was quite smitten, and not nearly so unattached to her as she supposed, but pride, and also fear, and also style, kept him from asking more of her than she offered up. | Mohsin Hamid | ||
| 8622871 | it is not always possible to restore one's boundaries after they have been blurred and made permeable by a relationship: try as we might, we cannot reconstitute ourselves as the autonomous beings we previously imagined ourselves to be. Something of us is now outside, and something of the outside is now within us. | identity-crisis relationships | Mohsin Hamid | |
| ebb6b4c | Civilizations are illusions, but these illusions are pervasive, dangerous, and powerful. They contribute to globalization's brutality. They allow us, for example, to say that we believe in global free markets and, in the same breath, to discount as impossible the global free movement of labor; to claim that we believe in democracy and human equality, and yet to stymie the creation of global institutions based on one-person-one-vote and equa.. | Mohsin Hamid | ||
| 1cb0bfa | He whispers a benediction and breathes it into the air, spreading his hope for you with a contraction of the lungs. | Mohsin Hamid | ||
| 1a6efde | for personalities are not a single immutable colour, like white or blue, but rather illuminated screens, and the shades we reflect depend much on what is around us. | Mohsin Hamid | ||
| d320869 | What did I think of Princeton? Well, the answer to that question requires a story. When I first arrived, I looked around me at the Gothic buildings -- younger, I later learned, than many of the mosques of this city, but made through acid treatment and ingenious stone-masonry to look older... | Mohsin Hamid | ||
| a5a4e01 | The ship that took my mother to Ellis Island eighty-three years ago was named "The Mercy." She remembers trying to eat a banana without first peeling it and seeing her first orange in the hands of a young Scot, a seaman who gave her a bite and wiped her mouth for her with a red bandana and taught her the word, "orange," saying it patiently over and over. A long autumn voyage, the days darkening with the black waters calming as night came on.. | Philip Levine | ||
| cb494bc | From they sack and they belly opened | Philip Levine | ||
| 59c35eb | No one that night turned into literature, nothing that we did or didn't entered the mythology of boys growing into men or girls fighting to be people. | Philip Levine | ||
| 9bae537 | But besides I haven't the time: I'm too busy trying to see that you don't lose any of the money I married you for." I kissed her." | Dashiell Hammett | ||
| 51a9812 | You're a master when things go well, you're a victim when they go out of control. | Richard Bach | ||
| a2c5e5e | Rebuilding us. Isn't that what the spirit requires, when we climb over the wreckage of our lives, sometimes, we go on to make our lives our own affirmation? We are perfect expressions of perfect Love, here and now. There is no permanent injury. | Richard Bach | ||
| 35eb00c | In every disaster, in every blessing, ask, "Why me?" There's a reason, of course, there's an answer." | Richard Bach | ||
| cb29811 | What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the Master calls a butterfly." --Richard David Bach The caterpillar believes it is dying because it's being sealed in a tomb. The Master knows that the caterpillar is not dying, and is simply transitioning (to something more). This points out that things are never over, that change is carrying us, (so often kicking and screaming), to higher states of being. I find it interesting that the cate.. | compassion forgiveness inspiring kindness meaning prayer spirit spiritual-quotes trust | Raymond D. Longoria Jr. | |
| 9eb4d73 | He turned to face her. The two vertical lines above his nose were deep clefts between red wales. "I don't give a damn about your honesty," he told her, trying to make himself speak calmly. "I don't care what kind of tricks you're up to, what your secrets are, but I've got to have something to show that you know what you're doing." "I do know. Please believe that I do, and that it's all for the best, and--" "Show me," he ordered. "I'm will.. | Dashiell Hammett | ||
| e39fa45 | He's cute," I said. "Uh-huh," the grey man agreed, "and so's dynamite." | Dashiell Hammett | ||
| 96cabd1 | I said: "You don't want to pick a fight with me, Mimi." She looked at me as if she were going to say I love you, and asked: "Is that a threat?" | Dashiell Hammett | ||
| 6dbb05f | My side felt a lot better when Nora called me at noon the next day. "My nice policeman wants to see you," she said. "How do you feel?" "Terrible. I must've gone to bed sober." I pushed Asta out of the way and got up." | humor | Dashiell Hammett | |
| ed50cec | Gilbert put down the magazine he was looking at and politely said he hoped I was recovering from my injury. I said I was. "I've never been hurt, really hurt," he went on, "that I can remember. I've tried hurting myself, of course, but that's not the same thing. It just made me uncomfortable and irritable and sweat a lot." "That's pretty much the same thing," I said." | humor | Dashiell Hammett | |
| fce676c | Nora was eating a piece of cold duck with one hand and working on a jig-saw puzzle with the other when I got home. "I thought you'd gone to live with her," she said. "You used to be a detective: find me a brownish piece shaped something like a snail with a long neck." "Piece of duck or puzzle?..." | humor puzzles | Dashiell Hammett | |
| 25f16e4 | Dorothy wants to talk to you. Don't ask her to eat with us." When Nora returned from the telephone she had a look in her eye. "Now what's up?" I asked. "Nothing. Just 'how are you' and all that." I said: "if you're lying to the old man, God'll punish you." | Dashiell Hammett | ||
| 7a08ab0 | Alice opened the door when I rang. She had on green pyjamas and held a hairbrush in one hand. She looked wearily at Quinn and spoke wearily: "Bring it in." I took it in and spread it on a bed. It mumbled something I could not make out and moved one hand feebly back and forth, but its eyes stayed shut." | funny humor | Dashiell Hammett | |
| a381a36 | Samuel Spade's jaw was long and bony, his chin a jutting v under the more flexible v of his mouth. His nostrils curved back to make another, smaller, v. His yellow-grey eyes were horizontal. The V motif was picked up again by thickish brows rising outward from twin creases above a hooked nose, and his pale brown hair grew down--from high flat temples--in a point on his forehead. He looked rather pleasantly like a blond Satan. | Dashiell Hammett | ||
| 4fad8eb | She's cute, but she's cuckoo. She wouldn't be his daughter if she wasn't. You can't tell how much of what she says is what she thinks. And you can't tell how much of what she thinks ever really happened. | Dashiell Hammett | ||
| 637429c | Are you - who make your living snooping - sneering at my curiosity about people and my attempts to satisfy it?" "We're different," I said. "I do mine with the object of putting people in jail, and I get paid for it, though not as much as I should." "That's not different," he said. "I do mine with the object of putting people in books, and I get paid for it, though not as much as I should." "Yeah, but what good does that do?" "God knows. Wha.. | Dashiell Hammett | ||
| 0748fec | Gutman smiled benignly at him and said: "Well, Wilmer, I'm sorry indeed to lose you, and I want you to know that I couldn't be any fonder of you if you were my own son; but--well, by Gad!--if you lose a son it's possible to get another--and there's only one Maltese falcon." | Dashiell Hammett | ||
| b3dd4fa | You might as well take your punishment and get it over with | Dashiell Hammett | ||
| 981a0ef | It was his wife we objected to. Her name was Leda, but he called her Tip. She was very small and her hair, eyes, and skin, though naturally of different shades, were all muddy. She seldom sat- she perched on things - and liked to cock her head a little to one side. Nora had a theory that once when Edge opened an antique grave, Tip ran out of it,... | humor | Dashiell Hammett | |
| 1be6e9b | And you, Prince Elric?" She attracted the albino's wandering attention. "Do you know his story?" Elric shook his head. "I only know," he said, "that he is a shape-changer and, that most cursed of souls, a person of rare goodness and sanity. Imagine such torment as is his!" | elric esbern-snare werewolf | Michael Moorcock | |
| 9d4ed0a | The mask of kindly patronage had dropped away to show the hatred and the fear beneath. | Michael Moorcock | ||
| 0edb902 | There was certainly much to be said for being at the mercy of the primeval elements, to be swept along by circumstances one could not in any way control, but it was good to return, to feel one's identity expand again, unchecked. | Michael Moorcock | ||
| b2e0240 | Ah, the world was ever so. How sad are heroes when their tasks are done... | fate heroes | Michael Moorcock | |
| 608c738 | Man can live by bread alone when all his energies are devoted to attaining that bread, but once his mind is clear, once he has ceased to labour through all his waking hours to find food, then he begins to think. | Michael Moorcock | ||
| 30d85c6 | Then the earth grew old, its landscapes mellowing and showing signs of age, its ways becoming whimsical and strange in the manner of a man in his last years... | Michael Moorcock |