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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| e639257 | It's not half so sensible to leave legacies when one dies as it is to use the money wisely while alive, and enjoy making one's fellow creatures happy with it. | Louisa May Alcott | ||
| 09bf580 | I had learned the priceless worth of a pure heart... | Louisa May Alcott | ||
| 56f462a | bookworm | Louisa May Alcott | ||
| c5fd47f | There are many Beth's in the world, who and quiet, sitting in corners till needed, and living for others so cheerfully, that no one sees the sacrifices till the little cricket on the hearth stops chirping, and the sweet, sunshiny presence vanishes, leaving silence and shadow behind. | Louisa May Alcott | ||
| b124c01 | I thought of all the summer evenings I'd spent sitting in the chairs under the trees beside the trailer, reading books that helped me escape Creek View, at least for a little while. Magical kingdoms, Russian love triangles, and the March sisters couldn't have been further away from the trailer park. | books books-reading escape escape-from-reality little-women louisa-may-alcott love-of-books love-of-reading read reading reading-quotes trailer trailer-park | Heather Demetrios | |
| 78622e9 | love casts out fear, and gratitude can conquer pride. | Louisa May Alcott | ||
| 0b0bf00 | That's loving our neighbor better than ourselves, and I like it. | Louisa May Alcott | ||
| 346a983 | Love scenes, if genuine, are indescribable; for to those who have enacted them, the most elaborate description seems tame, and to those who have not, the simplest picture seems overdone. So romancers had better let imagination paint for them that which is above all art, and leave their lovers to themselves during the happiest minutes of their lives. | Louisa May Alcott | ||
| 2e423b8 | If she had seen his face when, safe in his own room, he looked at the picture of a severe and rigid young lady, with a good deal of hair, who appeared to be gazing darkly into futurity, it might have thrown some light upon the subject, especially when he turned off the gas, and kissed the picture in the dark. | Louisa May Alcott | ||
| f8b1eae | Words can carry any burden we wish. All that's required is agreement and a tradition upon which to build. | Frank Herbert | ||
| dd7c66b | Man is nothing else but what he makes of himself. Such is the first principle of existentialism. | Jean-Paul Sartre | ||
| 10ad9bf | all of us abandon ourselves to existence, because we were among ourselves, only among ourselves, it has taken us unawares, in the disorder, the day to day drift: I am ashamed for myself and for what exists in front of it. | Jean-Paul Sartre | ||
| 7aafced | M. de Rollebon was my partner; he needed me in order to exist and I needed him so as not to feel my existence. | Jean-Paul Sartre | ||
| a6d6877 | tw khysty khh bh mn mr mykhny? w shm chh Htyjy bh shnydn wmr w dryd? hychkhs Hq ndrd bh shm mr khnd mgr rwsyy khh khwdtn ntkhb khrdhyd. | Jean-Paul Sartre | ||
| 8b9932b | I am afraid of cities. But you mustn't leave them. If you go too far you come up against the vegetation belt. Vegetation has crawled for miles towards the cities. It is waiting. Once the city is dead, the vegetation will cover it, will climb over the stones, grip them, search them, make them burst with its long black pincers; it will blind the holes and let its green paws hang over everything. You must stay in the cities as long as they are.. | Jean-Paul Sartre | ||
| 15634d3 | But an adventure never returns nor is prolonged. | Jean-Paul Sartre | ||
| abce140 | You didn't succeed. Well, what of that? There's nothing to prove, you know, and the revolution's not a question of virtue but of effectiveness. There is no heaven. There's work to be done, that's all. And you must do what you're cut out for; all the better if it comes easy to you. The best work is not the work that takes the most sacrifice. It's the work in which you can best succeed. | dirty-hands existentialism hœderer les-mains-sales success the-great-work true-will | Jean-Paul Sartre | |
| f170247 | Seuls les actes decident de ce qu'on a voulu. | Jean-Paul Sartre | ||
| 5c10720 | Undoubtedly, on his death bed, at that moment when, ever since Socrates, it has been proper to pronounce certain elevated words, he told his wife, as one of my uncles told his, who had watched beside him for twelve nights, "I do not thank you, Therese; you have only done your duty." | Jean-Paul Sartre | ||
| d691c5d | Thing are bad! Things are very bad: I have it, the filth, the Nausea. | Jean-Paul Sartre | ||
| 4c5faac | Nothing can interrupt it yet all can break it. | Jean-Paul Sartre | ||
| 98ce987 | Since one could virtually open the Bible to any page and likely find something that speaks to his particular situation, is it fair to attribute this to the voice of God? After all, the Bible is not the only relevant book in existence. There are other religions with other scriptural texts which could do the same job. In fact, the text need not even be "scriptural." I could select Sartre's "Existentialism and Humanism" off the shelf, randomly.. | atheist christianity religion | Michael Vito Tosto | |
| 06c72bd | how nice it is to know you are so profoundly happy, it's had me beaming all day. | Jean-Paul Sartre | ||
| 379a32f | Tout existant nait sans raison, se prolonge par faiblesse et meurt par rencontre. | Jean-Paul Sartre | ||
| ca2c16b | The 1950s and 1960s: philosophy, psychology, myth There was considerable critical interest in Woolf 's life and work in this period, fuelled by the publication of selected extracts from her diaries, in A Writer's Diary (1953), and in part by J. K. Johnstone's The Bloomsbury Group (1954). The main critical impetus was to establish a sense of a unifying aesthetic mode in Woolf 's writing, and in her works as a whole, whether through philosoph.. | Jane Goldman | ||
| d576214 | Let us see what words can do. Will you understand me, for a start, if I tell you that I have never known what I am? My vices, my virtues, are under my nose, but I can't see them, nor stand far enough back to view myself as a whole. I seem to be a sort of flabby mass in which words are engulfed; no sooner do I name myself than what is named is merged in him who names, and one gets no farther. I have often wanted to hate myself and, as you kn.. | existentialism philosophy | Jean-Paul Sartre | |
| 619b6dd | He raised himself on his hands and looked at Irene's face: the nudity of that feminine body had risen into her face, the body had reabsorbed it, as nature reabsorbs forsaken gardens. | beauty face female feminine love nudity romance romantic sex sexy sweet | Jean-Paul Sartre | |
| 6fa6134 | My thought is me: that's why I can't stop. I exist because I think...and I can't stop myself from thinking. At this very moment, it's frightful, if I exist, it is because I am horrified at existing. I am the one who pulls myself from the nothingness to which I aspire: the hatred, the disgust of existing, there are as many ways to make myself exist, to thrust myself into existence. Thoughts are born at the back of me, like sudden giddiness, .. | narrative philosophical | Jean-Paul Sartre | |
| de551f6 | Ron Paul, who, as someone said, wouldn't have regulated a sewer pipe running through his child's playroom. | Jane Smiley | ||
| f975ad3 | First, it has been charged with inviting people to remain in a kind of desperate quietism because, since no solutions are possible, we should have to consider action in this world as quite impossible. We should then end up in a philosophy of contemplation; and since contemplation is a luxury, we come in the end to a bourgeois philosophy. The communists in particular have made these charges. | Jean-Paul Sartre | ||
| 9c187b7 | what summits would I not reach if my own life made the subject of the melody. | Jean-Paul Sartre | ||
| b5b5738 | La plupart du temps, faute de s'attacher a des mots, mes pensees restent des brouillards. Elles dessinent des formes vagues et plaisantes, s'engloutissent : aussitot, je les oublie. | Jean-Paul Sartre | ||
| 8741905 | Ama bardagimin dibinde biram iliksa, aynada koyu renkli lekeler varsa, fazlaliksam; en icten ve en katisiksiz acim, ayibaligi gibi, hem bir yigin et hem gepgenis bir deriyle ve insanin icine dokunan islak, ama kotuluk dolu gozlerle suruklenip hantallasiyorsa bu benim kabahatim mi? | philosophy | Jean-Paul Sartre | |
| b1902c7 | I would have liked to have given a frank and balanced account of my own sexuality ... because it is not just a personal matter but a political one too." Beauvoir" | Hazel Rowley | ||
| db01a7d | nny lm 'ukhlq l'`ysh ,wlst '`rf m hy lHy@ ,wlys by Hj@ l'`rf dhlk nm 'n shy fy'D `n lHy@, wlys ly mn mkn | Jean-Paul Sartre | ||
| 2ea9cd6 | The only difference between image and idea is thus that in the one case, the expression of the object is confused, and in the other, it is clear. The confusion comes from this: every movement envelops in itself the infinity of the movements of the universe; and the brain receives an infinity of modifications to which only a confused thought can correspond, enveloping the infinity of clear ideas that would correspond to each detail. Clear id.. | Jean-Paul Sartre | ||
| 7b426a9 | This is a plot: I hope he will keep quiet while he looks at them. I dive under the table and push the chest against his patent leather shoes, I put an armload of post cards and photos on his lap: Spain and Spanish Morocco. But I see by his laughing, open look that I have been singularly mistaken in hoping to reduce him to silence. He glances over a view of San Sebastian from Monte Igueldo, sets it cautiously on the table and remains silent .. | Jean-Paul Sartre | ||
| 167bacf | It is an abstract change without object. Am I the one who has changed? (...) I must finally realize that I am subject to these sudden transformations. The thing is that I rarely think; a crowd of small metamorphoses accumulate in me without my noticing it, and then, one fine day, a veritable revolution takes place. This is what has given my life such a jerky, incoherent aspect. | nausea | Jean-Paul Sartre | |
| c6e596c | I feel my hand. I am these two beasts struggling at the end of my arms. My hand scratches one of its paws with the nail of the other paw; I feel its weight on the table which is not me. It's long, long, this impression of weight, it doesn't pass. There is no reason for it to pass. It becomes intolerable ... I draw back my hand and put it in my pocket; but immediately I feel the warmth of my thigh through the stuff. I pull my hand out of m.. | jean-paul limbs sartre | Jean-Paul Sartre | |
| 8a13007 | General ideas are more flattering. And then professionals and even amateurs always end up by being right | Jean-Paul Sartre | ||
| 67c9ce9 | Je n'ai jamais gratte la terre ni quete des nids, je n'ai pas herborise ni lance des pierres aux oiseaux. Mais les livres ont ete mes oiseaux et mes nids, mes betes domestiques, mon etable et ma campagne. | Jean-Paul Sartre | ||
| 1167f53 | La mayor parte del tiempo, al no unirse a palabras, mis pensamientos quedan en la niebla. Dibujan formas claras y agradables, se disipan; en seguida las olvido. | Jean-Paul Sartre | ||
| 9257e7e | Obviously, nothing new has happened in a manner of speaking. This morning, at a quarter past eight, as I was leaving the Hotel Printania to go to the library, I tried to pick up a piece of paper lying on the ground and didn't succeed. That's all, and it isn't even an event. Yes, but, to tell the whole truth, it made a profound impression on me: it occurred to me that I was no longer free. | Jean-Paul Sartre | ||
| 89e0589 | He is not one: he is afraid. What is he afraid of? When you want to understand something you stand in front of it, alone, without help: all the past in the world is of no use. Then it disappears and what you wanted to understand disappears with it. | Jean-Paul Sartre |