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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 920b181 | Because poverty is a symptom--of the absence of a workable economy built on credible political, social, and legal institutions. | Steven D. Levitt | ||
| d4a2d96 | The fear created by commercial experts may not quite rival the fear created by terrorists like the Ku Klux Klan, but the principle is the same. | Steven D. Levitt | ||
| 6d5dbac | Tinny-Peete had no wish to be torn limb from limb; he knew very well that it would end that way if the population learned from this anachronism that there was a small elite which considered itself head, shoulders, trunk and groin above the rest. The fact that this assumption was perfectly true and the fact that the elite was condemned by its superiority to a life of the most grinding toil would not be considered; the difference would. | C.M. Kornbluth | ||
| 4e299bf | This is, indeed, a place where magic happens... | good-vs-evil mage nutcracker sorcerer witch | Amanda V. Shane | |
| 3399de0 | I don't know why, but this seemed like one of the nicest things I had learned in the woods--that earthworms, lowly, confined to the darkness of the earth, could make just a little stir in the world. | Jean Craighead George | ||
| 242005e | When the wolves are gone there will be too many caribou grazing the grass and the lemmings will starve. Without the lemmings the foxes and birds and weasels will die. Their passing will end smaller lives upon which even man depends, whether he knows it or not, and the top of the world will pass into silence. | Jean Craighead George | ||
| 4572621 | We humans will never know how meadows or mountains smell, but deer and horses and pigs do. Bando sniffs deeply and shakes his head. We were left out when it comes to smelling things, he says. I would love to be able to smell a mountain and follow my nose to it. | smelling smells | Jean Craighead George | |
| b3e5526 | Usability, fundamentally, is a matter of bringing a bit of human rights into the world of computer-human interaction. It's a way to let our ideals shine through in our software, no matter how mundane the software is. You may think that you're stuck in a boring, drab IT department making mind-numbing inventory software that only five lonely people will ever use. But you have daily opportunities to show respect for humanity even with the most.. | Joel Spolsky | ||
| 278b841 | learn to cooperate and become one with the power of God. Lake | Roberts Liardon | ||
| 6a0167f | Armitage smiled, a smile that meant as much as the twitch of some insect's antenna. | William Gibson | ||
| d632c9b | Don't anticipate outcome," the man said. "Await the unfolding of events. Remain in the moment." | William Gibson | ||
| 8587ddc | But a sweater? I mean,that is so unromantic.It is the kind of thing I would get my dad -- if he wasn't so in need of anger-management manuals,which is what I got for him for Christmas. | Meg Cabot | ||
| 3130dac | Really,Mia,"she said. "You know I don't like to contradict your grandmother ..." This was the biggest lie I'd heard since the Prince of Liechtenstein told me I waltzed divinely,but I let it slide,on account of Mom's condition." | Meg Cabot | ||
| afce4a3 | Ginger's eyes had always been beautiful, gay, sparkling, laughing, and intelligent. Now they were even more beautiful for there were sadness and pleading, an anxious questioning, in them, too. | Eleanor Estes | ||
| 04eef8b | The only way, I thought to myself, that this could get any weirder would be if it turns out he has that dead body's head on ice where in the basement, some ready for transplantation onto Cindy Crawford's body as soon as it becomes available. | ghosts high-school supernatural ya | Meg Cabot | |
| e6077ff | I did," Henric said, with a triumphant look. "Oh," Meena said, opening the book to the page 74, the one from her dream. "You mean this prince?" She pointed at the illustration of Lucifer. Henric's grin faltered slightly. "Precisely." "He's not a prince," Meena said. "As you know perfectly well, he's a fallen angel. And what was Lucien's mother?" "A p-princess," Henric stammered. But there was terror in his eyes. "No," Lucien said, shaking h.. | demons good lucien-antonescu lucifer meena | Meg Cabot | |
| c024b71 | I don't understand camping. It's organized inconvenience.) "If" | Meg Cabot | ||
| 9d30b14 | To: Nadine Wilcock From: George Sanchez Subject: Where the hell is Fuller? She better not be in the ladies'. I swear to God, I'm beginning to think there's somebody in there serving lattes, you all spend so much time locked in those damned stalls.... | Meg Cabot | ||
| 2782b07 | Maybe this is how wars get started, because someone tells someone else to shut up, and then no one will apologize. | Meg Cabot | ||
| 69e1764 | Itulah, aku sadar, yang harus mulai kulakukan: berhenti berharap punya bakat yang lebih, dan mulai menggunakan bakat yang kumiliki sebaik mungkin. | Meg Cabot | ||
| b757b28 | Absolute value: the distance that a given number is from zero on a number line . . . always a positive | Meg Cabot | ||
| 7079c23 | No man wants to marry, Finnula. There are just some women they can't have any other way, and so it is a sacrifice willingly made in order to attain a particularly choice-- | Meg Cabot | ||
| 4e27840 | But there's only one other person besides me in the Monterey Bay area who could pick up on spectral sound waves-especially now that Jesse is going to school so far away-and that person happened to be away at a seminarian retreat in New Mexico. I knew because Father Dominic likes to keep his present (and former) students up to date on his daily activities on Facebook. The day my old high school principal started his own Facebook account was .. | jesse-de-silva proposal susannah-simon suze-simon the-mediator | Meg Cabot | |
| e4519c5 | All it took was one man, just one, to declare that something was not right, and others would follow. | Meg Cabot | ||
| 35bc20a | Who plans on falling in love? It simply happens. We cannot stop it, however much we might try. | Meg Cabot | ||
| f838c1f | He was even more overprotective than my stepfather. But in a boyfriend, that kind of thing is actually attractive. | proposal susannah-simon suze-simon the-mediator | Meg Cabot | |
| 35be911 | Oh my God, I am such a liar. And I can't even leave it at just one lie, either. Oh, no. I have to pile it on. I am sick, I tell you. Sick. | lying ninth-key susannah-simon suze-simon the-mediator | Meg Cabot | |
| 43457f6 | I mean, how can you say no to an offer like that?" "Like this," Jesse said tonelessly. "No." | Meg Cabot | ||
| 082fed0 | It wasn't just that Mr. Beaumont and his creepy staring was freaking me out. And it wasn't that my dad's warning was ringing in my ears. My mediator instincts were telling me to get out, now. And when my instincts tell me to do something, I usually obey. I have often found it beneficial to my health. | susannah-simon suze-simon the-mediator | Meg Cabot | |
| 805c382 | Worse, in the video for it (which is also played everywhere constantly), Boris is singing to a girl who is dying in a hospital bed, and Boris is telling her (lyrically) that he'll give her a million stars (plus his love) if she'll find the strength within herself to not die, and love him forever. Of course the girl is so moved by this hot rocker dude's amazing song that she doesn't die. Because it is a medical fact that people with fatal d.. | Meg Cabot | ||
| e39b697 | I hope not to be gone for more than a day or two, Susannah, but I am perfectly aware that in the past it hasn't taken much longer than that for you to get yourself into mortal peril. Kindly, while I'm away, see to it that you exercise a modicum of caution in that capacity. | Meg Cabot | ||
| 6ba2c15 | I know it's probably wrong to fantasize about giving a nun a karate chop in the neck, but I couldn't help it. She was making me mad. | mad nun | Meg Cabot | |
| 72b8ca3 | Could there be three other words in the English language more effective at striking terror deep within the heart than "Got a minute?" | Meg Cabot | ||
| a09b303 | My life is a convoluted web of lies. | Meg Cabot | ||
| 8a0000f | But I love him. You know it. You can't ask me to just sit back and let Paul do this. If he succeeds I won't even remember having met Jesse." "Right," my dad said reasonably. "So it won't hurt." "It will," I insisted, "It will hurt, Dad. Because deep down I'll know. I'll know there was someone... someone I was supposed to have met. Only I'll never meet him. I'll go through my whole life waiting for him to come along, only he never will. What.. | time-travel | Meg Cabot | |
| 8e9d6db | I stared at the screen, aware that my heart rate had sped up. Sped up? I was so angry I wanted to ram my fist into the monitor, as if by doing so I could somehow ram it into Paul Slater's rock hard abs. -Suze Simon | Meg Cabot | ||
| 43b224f | You can learn a lot from letting other people talk, and just listening to what they have to say. | Meg Cabot | ||
| 8ef8ea1 | I'm just not the kind of girl guys think about asking out. Well, maybe they think about it, but they always seem to manage to talk themselves out of it. I don't know if it's because they think I might ram a fist down their throats if they try anything, or if it's just because they are intimidated by my superior intelligence and good looks (ha ha). In the end, they just aren't interested. | Meg Cabot | ||
| e70ba7b | Freeside is Las Vegas and the hanging gardens of Babylon, an orbital Geneva and home to a family inbred and most carefully refined, the industrial clan of Tessier and Ashpool. | William Gibson | ||
| cb2727f | What happened to your arm?" she asked me one night in the Gentleman Loser, the three of us drinking at a small table in a corner. Hang-gliding," I said, "accident." Hang-gliding over a wheatfield," said Bobby, "place called Kiev. Our Jack's just hanging there in the dark, under a Nightwing parafoil, with fifty kilos of radar jammed between his legs, and some Russian asshole accidentally burns his arm off with a laser." I don't remember how .. | William Gibson | ||
| 2aa1612 | Fuck it. Just fuck it. | William Gibson | ||
| 18660b1 | Sleep takes her down fast, and very deep, whirls her through places too fragmentary to call dreams, then spits her abruptly back to the surface. | William Gibson | ||
| 97f7da8 | A Belgian journalist, struggling to describe the scene, had said that it resembled a cross between a permanent mass wake, an ongoing grad night for at least a dozen subcultures unheard of before the disaster, the black market cafes of occupied Paris, and Goya's idea of a dance party (assuming Goya had been Japanese and smoked freebase methamphetamine, which along with endless quantities of alcohol was clearly the Western World's substance o.. | William Gibson | ||
| 2191b7a | Our best analyst thinks it's not a tactical design. Something for mall ninjas.... Young men who dress to feel they'll be mistaken for having special capability. A species of cosplay, really. Endemic. Lots of boys are playing soldier now. The men who run the world aren't, and neither are the boys most effectively bent on running it next. Or the ones who're actually having to be soldiers, of course. But many of the rest have gone gear-queer, .. | gear-queer mall mitty ninja soldiers wannabe | William Gibson |