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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 0150cb5 | He widened the hole with his finger and looked inside. | Gary Paulsen | ||
| c27b40b | moose was a moose. There | Gary Paulsen | ||
| a103efd | No, not secrets so much as just the Secret. What he knew and had not told anybody, what he knew about his mother that had caused the divorce, what he knew, what he knew--- the Secret. | Gary Paulsen | ||
| 8a82584 | I wish I had a dollar for every hour I've spent in the library," he always says. I have to agree- we'd probably never have to worry about money again." | humor reading truth | Gary Paulsen | |
| c472123 | he's not stupid, he's just not observant. | Gary Paulsen | ||
| dc018c9 | As if my whole life up to that time had somehow been safe and now I would ruin all that because, you know, catamarans flip over. | Gary Paulsen | ||
| a4636cd | I know that my life on boats has been about this: not the sailing or the sea so much as learning about self. And almost every boat I have had has taught me something. | Gary Paulsen | ||
| f11ebe9 | But life has a way of pulling the rug out from under you just when you need it least, which is what they like to call growing, I guess, but as far as I'm concerned you can have it. It seems like everything they call growing up has to jerk your guts out and just about wreck you and I've never been able to understand why that's supposed to be good for you. | Gary Paulsen | ||
| 9907677 | Never assume anything, expect the unexpected, be ready for everything all the time. And | Gary Paulsen | ||
| cf89a24 | He was not the same. The plane passing changed him, the disappointment cut him down and made him new. He was not the same and would never be again like he had been. That was one of the true things, the new things. And the other one was that he would not die, he would not let death in again. | Gary Paulsen | ||
| 6a82a42 | There were these things to do. | Gary Paulsen | ||
| c98b194 | Perhaps when I am grown I will not know anything. Perhaps that is the way it works, the way it is with growing. When you grow, you start to unlearn things. | Gary Paulsen | ||
| 82d050b | What he did instead was clean his shelter. He had been sleeping on the foam pad that had come with the survival pack and he straightened everything up and hung his bag out in the sun to air-dry and then used the hatchet to cut the ends of new evergreen boughs and laid them like a carpet in the shelter. As soon as he brought the boughs inside and the heat from the fire warmed them they gave off the most wonderful smell, filled the whole shel.. | Gary Paulsen | ||
| 5d30d24 | It's just that those things don't seem to have the weight, the measureless beauty of countless sunsets and dawns, the simple grace and clear glory of nature. | Gary Paulsen | ||
| ee31bce | He could not play the game without hope; could not play the game without a dream. They had taken it all away from him now, they had turned away from him and there was nothing for him now. The plane gone, his family gone, all of it | Gary Paulsen | ||
| 805be2b | The burning eyes did not come back, but memories did, came flooding in. The words. Always the words. Divorce. | Gary Paulsen | ||
| 4b6c185 | discoveries happened because they needed to happen. He | Gary Paulsen | ||
| 8042818 | He had read somewhere that wolves could eat up to twenty pounds of meat in a single meal and he thought the dog was coming close. She . . . just . . . kept . . . eating. | Gary Paulsen | ||
| e1daae8 | Simple. Keep it simple. I am Brian Robeson. I have been in a plane crash. I am going to find some food. I am going to find some berries. He | Gary Paulsen | ||
| 8721f69 | blinded | Gary Paulsen | ||
| 8d36df0 | None of that used to be in Brian and now it was a part of him, a changed part of him, a grown part of him, and the two things, his mind and his body, had come together as well, had made a connection with each other that he didn't quite understand. | Gary Paulsen | ||
| c9072b0 | Listen to me, he thought. If I were talking out loud, I'd be whining. Derek gets hit and I act like I'm the one getting messed up. It | Gary Paulsen | ||
| e63b43b | There. I've poked my leg, rolled down a bank and been hit in the head with the canoe. All simple things. All fixable things. | simple-things | Gary Paulsen | |
| abfa9a0 | inclinations prompted me to. But being one day at Hull, where | Daniel Defoe | ||
| b2fb1ad | Hoy amamos lo que manana odiaremos. Hoy buscamos lo que manana rehuiremos. Hoy deseamos lo que manana nos asustara e, incluso, nos hara temblar de miedo. | Daniel Defoe | ||
| 0866477 | I afterwards made it a certain Rule with me, That whenever I found those secret Hints, or pressings of my Mind, to doing, or not doing any Thing that presented; or to going this Way, or that Way, I never fail'd to obey the secret Dictate; though I knew no other Reason for it, than that such a Pressure, or such a Hint hung upon my Mind: I | Daniel Defoe | ||
| de20529 | miserable of all conditions in this world: that we may always find in it something to comfort ourselves from, and | Daniel Defoe | ||
| ef01182 | All our discontents about what we want appeared to me to spring from the want of thankfulness for what we have. Another | Daniel Defoe | ||
| b5226b8 | em un mot la nature et l'experience m'appirent,apres mure reflexion,que toutes les bonnes choses de l'univers ne sont bonnes pour nous que suivont l'usage que nous en faisons,et qu'on n'en jouit qu'autant qu'on s'en sert ou qu'on les amasse pour les donner aux autres,et pas plus | Daniel Defoe | ||
| 750279d | was to prepare more land, for I had now seed enough to sow above an acre of ground. Before I did this, I had a week's work at least to make me a spade, which, when it was done, was but a sorry one indeed, and very heavy, and required double labour to work with it. However, I got through that, and sowed my seed in two large flat pieces of ground, as near my house as I could find them to my mind, and fenced them in with a good hedge, the stak.. | Daniel Defoe | ||
| db6229d | The novels of Daniel Defoe are fundamental to eighteenth-century ways of thinking. They range from the quasi-factual A Journal of the Plague Year, an almost journalistic (but fictional) account of London between 1664 and 1665 (when the author was a very young child), to Robinson Crusoe, one of the most enduring fables of Western culture. If the philosophy of the time asserted that life was, in Hobbes's words, 'solitary, poor, nasty, brutish.. | Ronald Carter | ||
| 25f8cff | As if she ought to know better than to scream and bleed in public. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| 548bb02 | Before, as I walked about, either on my hunting, or for viewing the country, the anguish of my soul at my condition would break out upon me on a sudden, and my very heart would die within me, to think of the woods, the mountains, the desarts I was in; and how I was a prisoner, locked up with the eternal bars and bolts of the ocean, in an uninhabited wilderness, without redemption. In the midst of the greatest composures of my mind, this wou.. | Daniel Defoe | ||
| 6bc01c6 | It might be truly said, that now I worked for my bread; 'tis a little wonderful, and what I believe few people have thought much upon, viz. the strange multitude of little things necessary in providing, producing, curing, dressing, making, and finishing this one article of bread. I that was reduced to a meer state of nature, found this to my daily discouragement, and was made more and more sensible of it every hour, even after I had got the.. | Daniel Defoe | ||
| 80d7c13 | Now I wished for my boy Xury, and the long boat with the shoulder of mutton sail, with which I sailed above a thousand miles on the coast of Africk; but this was in vain. | Daniel Defoe | ||
| daaaaae | But all I could make use of was all that was valuable. I had enough to eat and to supply my wants, and what was all the rest to me? If I killed more flesh than I could eat, the dog must eat it, or the vermin. If I sowed more corn than I could eat, it must be spoiled. The trees that I cut down were lying to rot on the ground. I could make no more use of them than for fewel; and that I had no occasion for, but to dress my food. In a word, the.. | Daniel Defoe | ||
| 96d230d | And by what secret differing springs are the affections hurried about, as differing circumstances present! To-day we love what to-morrow we hate- to-day we seek what to-morrow we shun- to-day we desire what tomorrow we fear, nay, even tremble at the apprehensions of. | Daniel Defoe | ||
| ba52337 | I rather wished for their ruin, than studied to avoid it. | Daniel Defoe | ||
| ba821f4 | In a word, the nature and experience of things dictated to me, upon just reflection, that all the good things of this world are no farther good to us than they are for our use; and that, whatever we may heap up to give others, we enjoy just as much as we can use, and no more. | Daniel Defoe | ||
| 59e5eb5 | Thus the Government of our Virtue was broken and I exchang'd the Place of Friend for that unmusical harsh-sounding Title of Whore. | innocence love sexuality | Daniel Defoe | |
| ebaaea5 | as this is ordinarily the fate of young heads, so reflection upon the folly of it, is as ordinarily the exercise of more years, or of the dear-bought experience of time.... | Daniel Defoe | ||
| ba763e7 | For now I had five children by him: the only work perhaps that fools are good for. | Daniel Defoe | ||
| 85f07a2 | Pero cuando enferme y los temores de la muerte se presentaron a mis ojos; cuando mis animos cedieron ante la fuerza de tan grave mal y mi resistencia se agoto con la fiebre, la conciencia tanto tiempo dormida empezo a despertarse y a hacerme reproches sobre mi pasada vida, por lo cual habia provocado a la justicia de Dios para que me abatiera con tan duros golpes, siendo mi empecinada maldad la causa de su severo castigo. | Daniel Defoe | ||
| 840b898 | Strah od opasnosti je deset tisuca puta snazniji nego sama opasnost kad se pojavi pred ocima. | Daniel Defoe |