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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| be660cd | A man must sometimes be forced to make choices, for it is only by his choices that we know what a man truly is. | Chaim Potok | ||
| 6503bc3 | A man must be forced to choose. It is only when you are forced to choose that you know what is important to you. | Chaim Potok | ||
| aa885e1 | An artist has got to get acquainted with himself just as much as he can. It is no easy job, for it is not a present-day habit of humanity. | artist humanity self-knowledge standing-out | Chaim Potok | |
| 85c7d40 | An artist is a person first. | personality | Chaim Potok | |
| 5f2a3d7 | I walked the streets and tasted the golden sun that lay across the city. | golden-sun | Chaim Potok | |
| 9eeab14 | They become angry and ugly and they fight anything that's a threat to them. We have to learn how to fight back without hurting them too much. | Chaim Potok | ||
| 1c45361 | a blink of an eye in itself is nothing.But the eye that blinks, that is something. A span of life is nothing. But the man who lives that span, he is something. He can fill that tiny span with meaning, so its quality is immeasurable though its quantity may be insignificant... | Chaim Potok | ||
| a866cf2 | Every day learns from the one that went before, but no day teaches the one that follows. Well, | Chaim Potok | ||
| 2449365 | Man sees only between the blinks of his eyes. He does not know what the world is like during the blinks. He sees the world in pieces, in fragments. | Chaim Potok | ||
| 1033660 | every great artist is a man who has freed himself from his family, his nation, his race. Every man who has shown the world the way to beauty, to true culture, has been a rebel, a "universal" without patriotism, without home, who has found his people everywhere." | Chaim Potok | ||
| cc75b16 | Deduction was for the highbrows in top hats and great coats; I performed my detecting with a boot and a six-gun. | Ellen Datlow | ||
| 9a13164 | the scent of overpriced coffee was like the armpit of God. | Ellen Datlow | ||
| 7a94155 | I am thirty-two years old, and the best I can do on a Saturday is accompany my married friends to a craft fair. The thought inspired an instant twitch of self-loathing, because it was such a lame lament. You put something like that in your suicide note, and the cops would have a good laugh. "My wife burned dinner," someone would say. "I think I'll hang myself." Another wit would say, "Hell, nothing but reruns on. I'm gonna get the shotgun o.. | Ellen Datlow | ||
| f56f51f | We started as accidents," he continues, behind her. "Leftovers. Microbes in a digital sea. We fed on interrupted processes, interrupted conversations, grew, evolved. The first humans we merged with were children using a public library network too ancient and unprotected to keep us out. Nobody cared if poor children got locked away in institutions, or left out on the streets to shiver and starve, when they started acting strange. No one care.. | Ellen Datlow | ||
| 7d3333d | Sergeant Pepper was dead. G.I. Joe lived on. George Bush was president, movies stars were dying from AIDS, kids were smoking crack in the ghettos and the suburbs, Muslims were blowing airliners from the skies, rap music ruled, and nobody cared much about the Movement anymore. It was a dry and dusty thing, like the air in the graves of Hendrix, Joplin, and God. She was letting her thoughts take her into treacherous territory, and the thought.. | Robert R. McCammon | ||
| 218d907 | It seemed to Billy that no matter how far you walked, you never really got to the end of things. | Robert R. McCammon | ||
| 436a31d | Not all taxi drivers, Paul had discovered, actually wanted to take passengers to their destination; some of them, he felt, were in it for the arguments, or the opportunity to pontificate, or for the sheer pleasure of driving past those trying to summon them at the road edge. He made up his mind. What was the point of having a bulldozer if you were not going to make at least some use of it? | Alexander McCall Smith | ||
| 11c343b | Having banned them from all professions, Pope Paul IV used Jews as slave laborers in Rome, | Alexander Lee | ||
| 47098e8 | How can people like these be in charge of our country? If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I'd think I was having a hallucination." Though" | Philip Roth | ||
| 2627ac1 | His nose was his most distinctive feature: curved like a scimitar at the top but bent flat at the tip, and with the bone of the bridge cut like a diamond--in short, a nose out of a folktale, the sort of sizable, convoluted, intricately turned nose that, for many centuries, confronted though they have been by every imaginable hardship, the Jews have never stopped making. | Philip Roth | ||
| f0feafd | Madeline displayed the bright sadder-but-wiser outlook of an alert first grader who'd discovered the alphabet in a school where Ecclesiastes is the primer--life is futility, a deeply terrible experience, but the really serious thing is reading. | Philip Roth | ||
| 5f3a4a6 | That's what I learned from my father and what I loved learning from him: that you do what you have to do. | Philip Roth | ||
| c64d232 | n shk lmr , skhryth , lHss lslym lsysy lthqfy , ldhy yHfZh b`yd `n ltHrkt ljm`y@ , kn dr` wqy . | Philip Roth | ||
| aa1b0fc | There is no you, Maria, any more than there is a me. There is only this way that we have established over the months of performing together, and what it is congruent with isn't "ourselves" but past performances--we're has-beens at heart, routinely trotting out the old, old act." -- | Philip Roth | ||
| 395cd04 | You are America. Yes, you are, my wicked boy. When we flew to New York and drove in on the highway, whatever the highway is, and those graveyards that are surrounded by cars and the traffic, and that was very confusing and frightening to me. I said do Matija, 'I don't like this'. I was crying. Motorized America with all the endless cars that never stop, and then, suddenly, the place of rest is between that. And they are thrown a little here.. | Philip Roth | ||
| c0e7ed2 | But it is INTERESTING trying to get a handle on one's own subjectivity--something to think about, to play around with, and what's more fun than that? | Philip Roth | ||
| 0db0212 | je kunt alles doorstaan zei Phoebe, zelfs als het vertrouwen geschonden is, als het maar eerlijk wordt bekend. je wordt dan levenspartners op een andere manier, maar je kunt nog wel partners blijven. maar liegen- liegen is een goedkope manier van macht uitoefenen over de ander. wie liegt, kijkt toe terwijl de ander handelt op basis van onvolledige informatie- met andere woorden zichzelf vernedert. ... het is toch eeuwig hetzelfde verhaal. d.. | Philip Roth | ||
| 77667a3 | hoe weemoedig hij soms ook mocht kijken naar zulke echtparen in de vallende schemering of op zondagmiddagen, de week had nog meer uren en hun leven was niets voor hem, als hij zijn melancholie weer de baas was | Philip Roth | ||
| cbdf938 | devi fare solo questo, presentare una buona e coerente versione di te stesso, e nessuno verra mai a farti domande. | Philip Roth | ||
| a948a09 | He had learned the worst lesson that life can teach-that it makes no sense. And when that happens the happiness is never spontaneous again. | Philip Roth | ||
| 45caf5e | Coal mining is hard work. This is a nightmare....There's a tremendous uncertainty that's built into the profession, a sustained level of doubt that supports you in some way. A good doctor isn't in a battle with his work; a good writer is locked in a battle with his work. In most professions there's a beginning, middle, and an end. With writing, it's always beginning again. Temperamentally, we need that newness. There is a lot of repetition .. | Mason Currey | ||
| 63f2c84 | 'mn 'jl dhlk Sun` lkhlwd, lky ykhwD lmr fy tfSyl `mrh? | Philip Roth | ||
| 1cd6298 | And how long will the American people stand for this treachery perpetrated by their elected president? How long will Americans remain asleep while their cherished Constitution is torn to shreds? | Philip Roth | ||
| 7d0530c | Exhibitionismul inerent unei marturisiri nu face decat sa agraveze suferinta. | viața | Philip Roth | |
| 4e5c004 | Do me a favor, my people, and stick your suffering heritage up your suffering ass_ I happen also to be a human being! | Philip Roth | ||
| 62ecfe6 | Refusing! And she is after me with a broom, trying to sweep my rotten carcass into the open. Why, shades of Gregor Samsa! Hello Alex, goodbye Franz! "You better tell me you're sorry, you, or else! And I don't mean maybe either!" I am five, maybe six, and she is or-elsing me and not-meaning-maybe as though the firing squad is already outside, lining the street with newspaper preparatory to my execution." | Philip Roth | ||
| 318e34e | I wouldn't so much as stick my head in a pool hall. Oh, look, this is as far as I go explaining what I am and am not like. I will not explain myself one more time. I will not make an inventory of my attributes for people or mention my goddamn sense of duty. I will not take one more round of his ridiculous, nonsensical crap!" Whereupon," | Philip Roth | ||
| 2eb5854 | We return you to the Vice President, who is now addressing the National Sword Swallowers Association." "-the psychotics, the sob sisters, the skin merchants, the saboteurs, the self-styled Sapphos, the self-styled Swinburners, the swine, the satyrs, the schizos, the sodomists, the sissies, the screamers, the screwy, the scum, the self-congratulatory self-congratulators, the sensationalists, the snakes in the grass, the sex fiends, the shift.. | Philip Roth | ||
| 9cdb399 | Conflicting stories continue to circulate concerning the death of the President. A second White House announcement has now called attention to the President's schedule for the day, pointing out that no mention is made there of dying. Also released was the President's schedule for tomorrow, wherein there also appears to be no plan on the part of the President or his advisers for him to die. "I think it would be best," said the White House Bi.. | poetry | Philip Roth | |
| 2784552 | We've sifted through the eight thousand, don't worry about that. And this is the one. This is the murder weapon, no doubt about it." Then the President has been murdered?" I cant tell you that right now. But I can assure you that if there has been a murder, this is what did it." | Philip Roth | ||
| 24154e4 | What was astonishing to him was how people seemed to run out of their own being, run out of whatever the stuff was that made them who they were and, drained of themselves, turn into the sort of people they would once have felt sorry for. It was as though whole their lives were rich and full they were secretly sick of themselves and couldn't wait to dispose of their sanity and their health and all sense of proportion so as to get down to tha.. | Philip Roth | ||
| 857b434 | You know what I've come to realize about you kindly rich liberals who own the world? Nothing is further from your understanding than the nature of reality. | Philip Roth | ||
| 4c8c339 | This is the plot up to the moment when the writer leaves the woman still dolefully enmeshed in it, and, suitcase in hand, tiptoeing so as not to disturb her postcoital rest, he himself slips silently out of the plot on the grounds of its general implausibility, a total lack of gravity, reliance at too many key points on unlikely coincidence, an absence of inner coherence, and not even the most tenuous evidence of anything resembling a serio.. | plot plotted | Philip Roth | |
| aa99de1 | It was not for me, after these last seventy-two hours, to reject as too outlandish the possibility that the situation for him here had driven George crazy. Yet I did reject it. It was just too insipid a conclusion. Not everybody was cray. Resolute is not crazy. Deluded is not crazy. To be thwarted, vengeful, terrified, treacherous--this is not to be crazy. Not even fanatically held illusions are crazy, and deceit certainly isn't crazy--dece.. | deceit deluded resolute vengeful | Philip Roth |