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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 131072a | You need to find people who laugh gently at themselves, who remind you gently to lighten up. | Anne Lamott | ||
| 7398e49 | And I guess when you take away the resentment and disappointment, it's that simple. It is what we do in families: we help, because we were helped. | Anne Lamott | ||
| 9edd3fe | Our preacher Veronica said recently that this is life's nature: that lives and hearts get broken -- those of people we love, those of people we'll never meet. She said that the world sometimes feels like the waiting room of the emergency ward and that and that we who are more or less OK for now need to take the tenderest possible care of the more wounded people in the waiting room, until the healer comes. You sit with people, she said, you .. | Anne Lamott | ||
| a853397 | I have become more successful in my forties, but that pales in comparison with the other gifts of my current decade -- how kind to myself I have become, what a wonderful, tender wife I am to myself, what a loving companion. I prepare myself tubs of hot salt water at the end of the day, and soak my tired feet. I run interference for myself when I am working, like the wife of a great artist would -- 'No, I'm sorry, she can't come. She's worki.. | Anne Lamott | ||
| c9f189e | If you are a writer, or want to be a writer, this is how you spend your days--listening, observing, storing things away, making your isolation pay off. | Anne Lamott | ||
| cbfb82c | There is almost nothing outside you that will help in any kind of lasting way, | Anne Lamott | ||
| 00254a3 | Anne Lamott advises, "Try not to compare your insides with other people's outsides." | David Sheff | ||
| 8e20fea | Acid gave me a clinical, unblinking look at madness, and I discovered I wasn't brave enough to be insane. | Craig Ferguson | ||
| 874b25b | Sophie thought about Frank's cock sometimes, how famous it was. Not as famous as his voice, sure, but famous in cock terms. Most cocks were seen by only a handful of people: Mom, Dad, creepy uncle, priest, bunkmates, and lovers. Frank's cock had been seen by thousands of showgirls. It was a well-known cock; more than well known, it was a star. Jesus, Frank's cock probably had anecdotes. | Craig Ferguson | ||
| cbafb67 | Karl Barth once wittily remarked, "One can not speak of God simply by speaking of man in a loud voice." | Sinclair B. Ferguson | ||
| 252d66c | God protects us from Satan even at times when we are not aware of His protection. But how can we develop Jesus-like discernment? By Spirit-aided digestion of the solid food of God's wisdom. | Sinclair B. Ferguson | ||
| 6e3009d | So long as Jesus Christ is there, in heaven before God for us, our salvation will last. | Sinclair B. Ferguson | ||
| 95a22d8 | The benefits of the gospel are in Christ. They do not exist apart from him. They are ours only in him. They cannot be abstracted from him as if we ourselves could possess them independently of him. | Sinclair B. Ferguson | ||
| 5a45df4 | Here are wonders upon wonders: the Strong One is weak; the Infinite One lies in a manger; the Prince of Life dies; the Crucified One lives; the Humiliated One is glorified. Meekness and majesty, indeed! Behold, then, your newborn King! Come and worship Him! | Sinclair B. Ferguson | ||
| 539225e | Descartes was not interested in probabilities. He wanted absolute certainty. He had to be sure that indubitable knowledge, immune from skeptical attack, was possible. | Steven Nadler | ||
| 95b958f | People are different in reality from the way you've seen them while making scenarios in your mind. For one thing, they're less consistent. They surprise you all the time. | imagination perception | Ruth Rendell | |
| cfe085e | Literacy is in our veins like blood. It enters every other phrase. It is next to impossible to hold a real conversation, as against an interchange of instructions and acquiescences, in which reference to the printed word is not made or in which the implications of something read do not occur. | privilege taken-for-granted | Ruth Rendell | |
| 9464a5f | Like all true eccentrics, he thought other people very odd. | Ruth Rendell | ||
| 1d473b3 | People were, as he had long suspected, uniformly vile and rotten, vastly inferior to things. Objects never let you down. | Ruth Rendell | ||
| 1649f1a | His attitude to physical clues was rather like that of the modern Christian to miracles. They could happen, but probably not just at the moment. | mystery-series | Reginald Hill | |
| 9d0c92d | The pain of ignorance can end. The pain of knowledge is forever | Reginald Hill | ||
| fe97446 | Where am I from? Can the answer be stories and words, some of theirs, some of mine? | home | Mitali Perkins | |
| 18b4d32 | rule number eight: noting ventured, nothing gained | Mitali Perkins | ||
| 59e6799 | Good humor pokes fun at the powerful -- not the weak. | Mitali Perkins | ||
| 103996f | He took one look at Mimi and wilted. "Whoa. What did I miss?" "Shut up, Thomas." She turned and flounced away." | Jenna Evans Welch | ||
| 3202b9f | The owner as he crosses the board floor, moving between shelves, past stacked crates and burlap sacks bulging with sugar and flour. "Jessup? It's Brady! You in back?" The twelve burros crane their scrawny necks in his direction when Brady emerges from the merc. He reaches into his greatcoat, pulls out a tin of Star Navy tobacco, and shoves a chaw between lips and gums gone blackish purple in the last year. "What the hell?" he whispers. When.. | Blake Crouch | ||
| fcc86f6 | My reality--more and more every day--is this world. Where I have nothing. Where I'm a homeless, filthy creature whose existence evokes only compassion, pity, and disgust. Nearby, another homeless man is standing in the middle of the sidewalk, having a full-volume conversation with nobody. I think, Am I so different? Aren't we both lost in worlds that, for reasons beyond our control, no longer align with our identity? | Blake Crouch | ||
| 970363b | I think I finally understand why God went away and left the world to destroy itself. | Blake Crouch | ||
| 4273593 | You killed your ambition, didn't you?" "It died of natural causes. Of neglect." | Blake Crouch | ||
| f502f39 | At this point, I'm not even sure what to be afraid of--this reality that might actually be true, or the possibility that everything is going to pieces inside my head. | Blake Crouch | ||
| e0f8efd | My old world is feeling more and more like a ghost. You know how a dream feels the farther you get from it? It loses its color and intensity and logic. Your emotional connection to it fades. | Blake Crouch | ||
| 497bf01 | It had been over fives years since they'd last been together. They talked and held one another and cried, all knowing in the back of their minds that they could sit on this bed for twenty years, for fifty, but it wouldn't matter. There would be no real catching up, no recovery of lost time, no understanding of the damage the separation had caused. They were different people now--haunted, ridden with scars and nightmares. There was no going .. | Blake Crouch | ||
| 6cffd64 | YESTERDAY IS HISTORY. TOMORROW IS A MYSTERY. TODAY IS A GIFT. THAT'S WHY IT'S CALLED THE PRESENT. WORK HARD, BE HAPPY, AND ENJOY YOUR LIFE IN WAYWARD PINES! | Blake Crouch | ||
| cbf306e | I cannot separate the man you are now from the boy you were then, and it's killing me. I wanted everything for you, son. I still do. | love parents | Blake Crouch | |
| 0b032a5 | When you were a child, I didn't tell you about the evil in the world, all that lay in wait. | parents warnings | Blake Crouch | |
| 3cb63b3 | Nothing exists. All is a dream. God--man--the world--the sun, the moon, the wilderness of stars--a dream, all a dream; they have no existence. Nothing exists save empty space--and you.... And you are not you--you have no body, no blood, no bones, you are but a thought. MARK TWAIN | Blake Crouch | ||
| 0ecff01 | What it comes down to for me is that I'd rather us make bad decisions as a group, than to live in the absence of freedom. | Blake Crouch | ||
| 5b18bd4 | Saint Augustine said it perfectly back in the fourth century: "What then is time? If no one asks me, I know what it is. If I wish to explain it to him who asks, I do not know." -- | Blake Crouch | ||
| ee89103 | I thought I appreciated every moment, but sitting here in the cold, I know I took it all for granted. And how could I not? Until everything topples, we have no idea what we actually have, how precariously and perfectly it all hangs together. | Blake Crouch | ||
| ca44e27 | I pass a construction site, abandoned for the night, and a few blocks later, the playground of the elementary school my son attended, the metal sliding board gleaming under a streetlamp and the swings stirring in the breeze. There's an energy to these autumn nights that touches something primal inside of me. Something from long ago. From my childhood in western Iowa. I think of high school football games and the stadium lights blazing down.. | fall memory night smell walks youth | Blake Crouch | |
| fb9edd1 | I am not allowed to think I'm crazy. I am only allowed to solve this problem. | Blake Crouch | ||
| aea7d46 | If memory is unreliable, if the past and the present can simply change without warning, then fact and truth will cease to exist. How do we live in a world like that? | memory reality truth | Blake Crouch | |
| 91ec2c9 | The first handkerchief was tied to a second, yellow handkerchief. He fed both through the window and kept pulling. Attached to it was a red one. Then a green one. "Go away, you goddamn clown!" Jenny ordered. But Benny the Clown continued to pull out handkerchief after handkerchief. Five...ten...fifteen...then... That's not a handkerchief." | dracula horror magic | Blake Crouch | |
| 119f5d1 | My soul knows your soul. In any time. | Blake Crouch |