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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| e06d0a6 | It didn't make no sense until it made the only sense. | Colson Whitehead | ||
| 565e1c1 | You are a soulless monster whose fright mask is incapable of capturing human expressions. | poker-face | Colson Whitehead | |
| f7f10f5 | If it is true for you, it is true for someone else, and you are no longer alone. | Colson Whitehead | ||
| 188b298 | She was a stray after all. A stray not only in its plantation meaning-orphaned, with no one to look after her-but in every other sphere as well. Somewhere, years ago, she had stepped off the path of life and could no longer find her way back to the family of people. | isolation stray | Colson Whitehead | |
| ce1c383 | Live every minute as if you are late for the last train. | Colson Whitehead | ||
| 3ceace9 | Perhaps Nickel was the very afterlife that awaited him, with a White House down the hill and an eternity of oatmeal and an infinite brotherhood of broken boys. | Colson Whitehead | ||
| 882a538 | Stolen bodies working stolen land. It was an engine that did not stop, its hungry boiler fed with blood. With the surgeries that Dr. Stevens described, Cora thought, the whites had begun stealing futures in earnest. Cut you open and rip them out, dripping. Because that's what you do when you take away someone's babies - steal their future. Torture them as much as you can when they are on this earth, then take away the hope that one day thei.. | Colson Whitehead | ||
| 2c7b0d6 | Nowdays, Rosie the Rivetere was a former soccer mom who had just opened her own catering business when Last Night came down and her husband and kids were eaten by a parking attendant at the local megamall's discount- appliance emporium. | rosie-the-rivetere zombie zone-one-a-novel | Colson Whitehead | |
| 7984281 | This isn't going to un-fuck itself. | Colson Whitehead | ||
| 57cdd59 | She wondered why there were only two kinds of weather: hardship in the morning, and tribulation at night. | Colson Whitehead | ||
| ca282fd | I have a good poker face because I am half dead inside. | Colson Whitehead | ||
| 278f181 | Social psychologist Susan Fiske writes,"It is a simple principle: People pay attention to those who control their outcomes. In an effort to predict and possibly influence what is going to happen to them, people gather information about those with power."11" | Beverly Daniel Tatum | ||
| b1194a6 | While I think it is necessary to be honest about the racism of our past and present, it is also necessary to empower children (and adults) with the vision that change is possible. Concrete examples are critical. | Beverly Daniel Tatum | ||
| ea56b9d | Sometimes the assumptions we make about others come not from what we have been told or what we have seen on television or in books, but rather rom what we have not been told. The distortion of historical information about people of color leads young people (and older people to) to make assumptions that may go unchallenged for a long time. | Beverly Daniel Tatum | ||
| d34ab9a | Regardless of your subject matter, there are ways to engage students in critical thinking about racism which are relevant to your discipline. | Beverly Daniel Tatum | ||
| c78ba24 | Resisting the stereotypes and affirming other definitions of themselves is part of the task facing young Black women in both White and Black communities. | Beverly Daniel Tatum | ||
| d3fe05a | Unfortunately for Black teenagers, those cultural stereotypes do not usually include academic achievement. | Beverly Daniel Tatum | ||
| 545c7ed | If young people are exposed to images of African American academic achievement in their early years, they won't have to define school achievement as something for Whites only. They will know that there is a long history of Black intellectual achievement. | Beverly Daniel Tatum | ||
| 7991cd7 | Death, as well as fortune, is rather fond of the brave. | Terry Deary | ||
| 7bfa58c | Now if seen him, really there, really alive, it'd be in me like a fever. If I thought there was some god who really did care two hoots about people, who watched 'em like a father and cared for 'em like a mother . . . well, you wouldn't catch me saying things like 'there are two sides to every question' and 'we must respect other people's beliefs.' You wouldn't find being gen'rally nice in the hope that it'd all turn out right in the end.. | religious-faith truth | Terry Pratchett | |
| dd549dd | It was curious how quiet that last evening was; as if I had already left, and we were just two ghosts talking to each other. | quietness separation | John Fowles | |
| aa8771b | The feeling that he would probably betray me. And I've always thought of marriage as a sort of young adventure, two people of the same age setting out together, discovering together, growing together. But I would have nothing to tell him, nothing to show him. All the helping would be on his side. | John Fowles | ||
| ebb9ec3 | Thou therefore on these Herbs, and Fruits, and Flow'rs Feed first, on each Beast next, and Fish, and Fowl, No homely morsels, and whatever thing The Scyth of Time mows down, devour unspar'd, Till I in Man residing through the Race, His thoughts, his looks, words, actions all infect, And season him thy last and sweetest prey. | John Milton | ||
| c51882f | Lizards flashed up the pine-trunks like living emerald necklaces. | John Fowles | ||
| 8a4a015 | Long afterwards I realized why some men, racing drivers and their like, become addicted to speed. There are those of us who never see death ahead, but eternally behind: in any moment that stops and thinks. | John Fowles | ||
| 761e11c | I hate beyond hate. | hate | John Fowles | |
| 49f10d3 | if Greece were a woman so sensually provocative that I must fall physically and desperately in love with her, and at the same time so calmly aristocratic that I should never be able to approach her. | John Fowles | ||
| e3683cf | Pero ya entonces me parecia muy lejana, aunque no en la distancia ni en el tiempo, sino en alguna dimension para la que no tenemos nombre. En la realidad, quizas. | John Fowles | ||
| c19de35 | Think what it would be like if you got back to your island and there was no old man, no girl any more. No mysterious fun and games. The whole place locked up forever. | fun game games girl island locked locked-up mysterious mystery think | John Fowles | |
| 1a94b26 | Liking other people is an illusion we have to cherish if we are to live in society. It is one I have long ago banished from my life. You wish to be liked. I wish simply to be. | banished banishment be cherish illusion liking live people society wish | John Fowles | |
| b6f3c2d | I felt like a germ that had landed, like the first penicillin microbe, not only in a culture where it was totally at home, totally nourished; but in a situation in which it was infinitely significant. | John Fowles | ||
| cd04815 | Mne dvadtsat' tri. A tebe? - Dvadtsat' piat'. - Razve ty ne chuvstvuesh', kak v tebe chto-to skhvatyvaetsia? I uzhe nikogda ne izmenitsia? Ia chuvstvuiu. Do skonchaniia veka budu avstraliiskoi razziavoi. | John Fowles | ||
| b49ac56 | Love is the mistery between two people, not the identity. We were at the opposite poles of humanity. Lily was humanity bound to duty, unable to choose, suffering, at the mercy of social ideals. Humanity both crucified and marching towards the cross. And I was free, I was Peter three times to renounce -- determined to survive, whatever the cost. | humanity love opposites | John Fowles | |
| 842b28f | We think we grow old, we grow wise and more tolerant; we just grow more lazy. | inspirational john-fowles lazy older | John Fowles | |
| 4539913 | Half by desipience, half by proclivity, he had come to live in a world where the only significant leisure activities were coupling and consuming. His batrachian lips pursed into a smile, and he dug again into the honey. | John Fowles | ||
| 793aa4f | I am one in a row of specimens. It's when I try to flutter out of line that he hates me. I'm meant to be dead, pinned, always the same, always beautiful. He knows that part of my beauty is being alive, but it's the dead me he wants. He wants me living-but-dead. I felt it terribly strongly today. That my being alive and changing and having a separate mind and having moods and all that was becoming a nuisance. He is solid; immovabile, iron-wi.. | death hate life prison | John Fowles | |
| d324837 | Sex is just an activity, like anything else. It's not dirty, it's just two people playing with each other's bodies. Like dancing. Like a game. | John Fowles | ||
| b5dcdaa | Ne considera, pe mine si pe fete, imaturi si naivi, dar noi ne puteam dovedi de zece ori mai perfizi decat el, tocmai pentru ca eram englezi - nascuti pentru a purta masca si educati de mici sa mintim. | John Fowles | ||
| 31df547 | A total stranger, and one not of one's sex, is often the least prejudiced judge. | prejudice stranger | John Fowles | |
| c67d21c | Now I understand why you grow so many flowers." She shifted her head, not understanding. I said, "To cover the stink of sulphur." | flowers | John Fowles | |
| f60cb6b | Un raspuns este intotdeauna o forma a mortii" - Eu cred ca intrebarile sunt o forma a vietii." | John Fowles | ||
| 23589f1 | No on nastol'ko ordinaren, chto eto delaet ego neordinarnym. | John Fowles | ||
| 4df5709 | nel'zia, odin raz neudachno metnuv kosti, vybyvat' iz igry; chto zhizn' nuzhno - iz poslednikh sil, s opustoshennoi dushoi i bez nadezhdy utselet' v zheleznom serdtse goroda - preterpevat'. I snova vykhodit' - v slepoi, solenyi, temnyi okean. | John Fowles | ||
| 21c0758 | Humour is a manifestation of freedom. It is because there is freedom that there is smile. | John Fowles |