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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| c51544e | Fun I love, but too much fun is of all things the most loathsome. Mirth is better than fun, and happiness is better than mirth. I feel that a man may be happy in this world. And I know that this world is a world of imagination and vision. I see every thing I paint in this world, but everybody does not see alike. To the eyes of a miser a guinea is far more beautiful than the Sun, and a bag worn with the use of money has more beautiful propor.. | William Blake | ||
| af6853f | Answer this to yourselves, & expel from among you those who pretend to despise the labours of Art & Science, which alone are the labours of the Gospel: Is not this plain & manifest to the thought? Can you think at all, & not pronounce heartily! That to Labour in Knowledge. is to Build up Jerusalem: and to Despise Knowledge, is to Despise Jerusalem & her Builders. And remember: He who despises & mocks a Mental Gift in another; calling it pri.. | faith gifts jesus sin | William Blake | |
| 53c5e9d | Little Lamb, who made thee Dost thou know who made thee, Gave thee life, and bid thee feed By the stream and o'er the mead; Gave thee clothing of delight, Softest clothing, woolly, bright; Gave thee such a tender voice, Making all the vales rejoice? Little Lamb, who made thee? Dost thou know who made thee? Little Lamb, I'll tell thee; Little Lamb, I'll tell thee: He is called by thy name, For.. | William Blake | ||
| 2859ed8 | The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom,'" Oscar says to me, still balancing on the back legs of his chair. "William Blake." | Jandy Nelson | ||
| 1edd6c0 | A great sorrow, and one that I am only beginning to understand: we don't get to choose our own hearts. We can't make ourselves want what's good for us or what's good for other people. We don't get to choose the people we are. Because--isn't it drilled into us constantly, from childhood on, an unquestioned platitude in the culture--? From William Blake to Lady Gaga, from Rousseau to Rumi to Tosca to Mister Rogers, it's a curiously uniform me.. | Donna Tartt | ||
| 412e162 | And did the Countenance Divine, Shine forth upon our clouded hills? | William Blake | ||
| ad2d3c8 | I know of no other Christianity and of no other Gospel than the liberty both of body & mind to exercise the Divine Arts of Imagination Imagination the real & eternal World of which this Vegetable Universe is but a faint shadow & in which we shall live in our Eternal or Imaginative Bodies, when these Vegetable Mortal Bodies are no more. The Apostles knew of no other Gospel. | imagination | William Blake | |
| c056067 | lnmru ! lnmr ! 'yh lqT lbry y mn tsht`lu bhan fy lGbti llyly@ 'y 'yd in w`ywn in 'bdy@ shklt hdh ljml lbry fy `dhwb@ in w`fwy@ ? mn 'sh`la lnra fy tlka l`ywn i l`sly@ ? wb'y '`mq in 'w smwtin `lwy@ shklt hdh ljml w'y jnH in yjrw' n ytmn~ 'w ykhtr w'y yd in ymknh 'n tSTd a lnr ? 'y qdr@ 'w 'y mhr@ khlqt tlk lthny wzr`t fyka ljsr@ `ndm ybd'u qlbk a fy lhjwm bmkhlbin qwyin wydin mn Hdyd klmTrq@ 'w slsl lfwldh lmtyn@ tqbD `l~ lfrys.. | William Blake | ||
| fa44321 | To feel sabi is to feel keenly one's own sharp and particular existence amid its own impermanence, and to value the singular moment as William Blake did "infinity in the palm of your hand"--to feel it precise and almost-weightless as a sand grain, yet also vast. " | Jane Hirshfield | ||
| 620f518 | Wisdom is the central form which gives meaning and position to all the facts which are acquired by knowledge, the digestion and assimilation of whatever in the material world the man comes in contact with. | form integrative-perspective knowledge wisdom | Northrop Frye | |
| 5b75691 | How sweet I roam'd from field to field, And tasted all the summer's pride, 'Till I the prince of love beheld, Who in the sunny beams did glide! He shew'd me lilies for my hair, And blushing roses for my brow; He led me through his gardens fair, Where all his golden pleasures grow. With sweet May dews my wings were wet, And Phoebus fir'd my vocal rage; He caught me in his silken net, And shut me in his golden cage. He loves to sit and .. | William Blake | ||
| a172679 | Whether on Ida's shady brow, Or in the chambers of the East, The chambers of the sun, that now From ancient melody have ceas'd; Whether in Heav'n ye wander fair, Or the green corners of the earth, Or the blue regions of the air, Where the melodious winds have birth; Whether on crystal rocks ye rove, Beneath the bosom of the sea Wand'ring in many a coral grove, Fair Nine, forsaking Poetry! How have you left the ancient love That bards.. | William Blake | ||
| cfc712b | Hear the voice of the Bard! Who Present, Past, & Future sees Whose ears have heard, The Holy Word, That walk'd among the ancient trees. Calling the lapsed Soul And weeping in the evening dew: That might controll, The starry pole; And fallen fallen light renew! O Earth O Earth return! Arise from out the dewy grass; Night is worn, And the morn Rises from the slumberous mass. Turn away no more: Why wilt thou turn away The starry floo.. | William Blake | ||
| 7b059af | They don't understand the type of world we're living in now, all those menaced souls clamouring for attention and recognition. | change new-world recognition | Irvine Welsh | |
| 87b57ca | downtown Johannesburg just looked like a large Muirhouse-in-the-sun to | Irvine Welsh | ||
| 8711486 | Whoa it's still coming and I'm thinking now is the time to fall in love now now now but not with the world with that one special her, just do it, just do it now, just change your whole fuckin life in the space of a heartbeat, do it now... but nah... this is just entertainment... | Irvine Welsh | ||
| 0019422 | Le regole son quelle. | Irvine Welsh | ||
| b4caf3a | E, o mundo moderno tem um tipo de selecao natural e nao tem jeito de eu me encaixar nessa historia nao. Os bichano tipo eu acabam tudo extinto. | Irvine Welsh | ||
| 4b2b2ab | Toplum, davranislari kendi normlarinin disinda kalan insanlari emebilmek icin yapay ve dolambacli bir mantik icat eder. Diyelim ki butun artilarin ve eksilerin farkindayim, kisa bir omrum olacagini biliyorum ve aklim yerinde, falan filan ve yine de eroin kullanmak istiyorum? Izin vermezler. Izin vermezler cunku bu kendi basarisizliklarinin bir isareti olarak gorulecektir. Sana sunduklari seyleri reddetmen boyle algilanir. Bizi sec. Hayati s.. | Irvine Welsh | ||
| e91d42e | Yuv fucked this one up, ya daft cunt, the man said to him, raising a pint of eighty shillings to his lips. -- Eh? What? Boab was surprised again. -- You, Boab Coyle. Nae hoose, nae joab, nae burd, nae mates, polis record, sair face, aw in the space ay a few ooirs. Nice one, he winked and toasted Boab with his pint. This angered, but intrigued Boab. -- How the fuck dae you ken? Whae the fuckin hell ur you? The man shook his head, -- It's ma.. | Irvine Welsh | ||
| 8c1dee2 | Piti je pro mlade, ktere jeste netrapi myslenky na smrt. | Irvine Welsh | ||
| ae411b2 | This thought though, is nowhere near sufficient tae stop us fae daein what ah huv tae dae. | junkies trainspotting | Irvine Welsh | |
| b85354e | Fuck that: take shagging n peeve oot ay the equation n yir left wi the sqare root ay swee fuck all! | Irvine Welsh | ||
| 4068061 | It's like humping Leviathan: a fucking war of all against all, a shag of attrition. Eventually she goes off and I shoot my load and, save for a shaving of egotism, am completely unmoved by the experience. [...] Contemplating the girl beneath me, I know that she could never be my friend. Her gasps as she came sounded like mocking laughter, as empty and pointless as I feel inside. Not only have I forgotten her name, I can't remember if I ever.. | Irvine Welsh | ||
| 65303fc | Love is a strange fact-it hopes all things, believes all things, endures all things. It makes no since at all. | Leif Enger | ||
| 3371943 | The ear favours no particular "point of view." We are enveloped by sound. It forms a seamless web around us. We say, "Music shall fill the air." We never say, "Music shall fill a particular segment of the air."We hear sounds from everywhere, without ever having to focus. Sounds come from "above," from "below," from in "front" of us, from "behind" us, from our "right," from our "left." We can't shut out sound automatically. We simply are n.. | music | Marshall McLuhan | |
| cea8d19 | The price of eternal vigilance is indifference. | attention indifference marshall-mcluhan media vigilance | Marshall McLuhan | |
| 1636408 | The stars are so big, | Marshall McLuhan | ||
| fa0651d | And somewhere out there, in the river of addicts, alcoholics, wife beaters, doormats, overeducated legalized thieves, fascist police, and bitter rivalries-- someone told me it's a good city, and I don't know what's more frightening | ignorance-is-bliss lies life small-towns society | Volatalistic Phil | |
| d977ff3 | The terrible beauty of Spanish football is that someone, somewhere, hates your guts and will always be delighted to demonstrate this when your team comes to town. | Phil Ball | ||
| 722873a | We had to sit there for an hour doing nothing. After about three days of sitting there, I said, "Screw this. I'm going to West Monroe High." I realized I wanted to be in town anyway, so I just transferred schools during the first week of school. After about a month, the principal from West Ouachita called our house. "Willie hasn't been to school for twenty-seven days," the principal told Phil. "Well, he leaves for school every morning," Phi.. | Willie Robertson | ||
| 7f33735 | A true lady never lets someone know when he's riled her; otherwise she's giving away her power and her crown. | Carolyn Brown | ||
| 5f6dd8a | She said that what was in the past was best left there and that talking about it was like stirring a fresh cow pile with a wooden spoon. Didn't accomplish a thing, and only made the stink and the flies worse and the spoon useless for anything else. Then | Carolyn Brown | ||
| 13e563f | He had a hundred merry crinkles at his eyes and a long-haul sadness in his shoulders. | Leif Enger | ||
| a18c2a8 | it's difficult to do productive work and fume simultaneously--the labor dissipates your righteous steam--so | Leif Enger | ||
| 072542d | But after all, to kind of like people, doc, puts you in a pretty privileged class for a start--so few citizens can afford to really kinda like people. | Doris Lessing | ||
| 5f84e7b | For she was suffering that misery peculiar to the young, that they are going to be cheated by circumstances out of the full life every nerve and instinct is clamouring for. | Doris Lessing | ||
| f6eb199 | A continuity isn't necessarily right, just because it's a continuity.' 'Yes, Ella, it is. It is. Believe me, it is, | Doris Lessing | ||
| 86dc51a | The charge that the United Nations are using bacteriological warfare in Korea cannot be dismissed merely because it would be insane. | Doris Lessing | ||
| 0cc74cc | I mean,' said Marion happily, 'it's a continent in chains, well, isn't it?' (Tribune, thought Anna; or possibly the Daily Worker.) 'And measures ought to be taken immediately to restore the Africans' faith in justice if it is not already too late.' (The New Statesman, thought Anna.) 'Well at least the situation ought to be thoroughly gone into in the interests of everybody.' (The Manchester Guardian, at a time of acute crisis.) 'But Anna, I.. | Doris Lessing | ||
| de44cb0 | Yes, it's because it's one thing to think poor things and another to allow that African politics could have any resemblance at all to English politics--even such a long time ago. | Doris Lessing | ||
| f8ed50d | Of course it may be argued that this is a fairly bleak view of life. It means, for instance, that we can stand in a room full of dear friends, knowing that nine-tenths of them, if the pack demands it, will become your enemies-will, as it were, throw stones through your window. It means that if you are a member of a close-knit community, you know you differ from this community's ideas at the risk of being seen as a no-goodnik, a criminal, an.. | Doris Lessing | ||
| effd2f0 | For suddenly it had changed into that gear when time is slower - as when, falling off a ladder, one has time to think: I shall land so, just there, and I must turn in the air slightly... All this in a space of time normally too short for any thought at all. But we are wrong in dividing the mind's machinery from time: they are the same. It is only in such sharp emphatic moments that we recognize this fact. | Doris Lessing | ||
| 5741a82 | students should be told that an effort is always required, when you start to read a serious author, to overcome mental laziness and reluctance, because you are about to enter the mind of someone who thinks differently from yourself. And that is the whole point and the only point: the literary treasure-house has many mansions. | Doris Lessing |