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| e173962 | She doesn't know how to answer the man's question about why she snuck into the conch. She just feels like there's something she needs to protect. Some larval understanding, something cocooned inside her, that seems to get unspun and exploded with each passing year. Big Red curls up in a cold recess of the conch. That's the way to do it, the grown-up voices whisper. Wear your skeleton on the inside out, and keep your insect heart secret. | Karen Russell | ||
| e223056 | She was right. The purebred girls were making mistakes on purpose, in order to give us an advantage. 'King me,' I growled, out of turn. 'I say king me!' and Felicity meekly complied. Beulah pretended not to mind when we got frustrated with the oblique, fussy movement from square to square and shredded the board to ribbons. I felt sorry for them. I wondered what it would be like to be bred in captivity, and always homesick for a dimly sensed.. | homesick wilderness | Karen Russell | |
| afa908f | My fingers curl through the holes in the wicker, through the wet grass beneath it, trying to hold tight to the sharp blades of the present. Somewhere in my brain a sinkhole is bubbling over, and each bubble contains a scene from a tiny sunken world ... I have never been the prophet of my own past before. It makes me wonder how the healthy dreamers can bear to sleep at all, if sleep means that you have to peer into that sinkhole by yourself... | karen-russell sleep-away-camp | Karen Russell | |
| 6dc8194 | the gravity of wound to fist | abuse-survivors pain rape relationships | Karen Russell | |
| ce8ee27 | What bird are you calling?' I ask, finally, when I can't stand it any longer. The bird man stops whistling. He grins, so that I can see all his pebbly teeth. He holds out a hand to me over the broth-thin water. 'You. | Karen Russell | ||
| 2a7f49a | Faster than all but a few now imagine, microprocessing will subvert and destroy the nation-state, creating new forms of social organization in the process. | James Dale Davidson | ||
| 8277916 | The cybereconomy, rather than China, could well be the greatest economic phenomenon of the next thirty years. | James Dale Davidson | ||
| f2791e8 | When technology is mobile, and transactions occur in cyberspace, as they increasingly will do, governments will no longer be able to charge more for their services than they are worth to the people who pay for them. | James Dale Davidson | ||
| cb37074 | The basic causes of change are precisely those that are not subject to conscious control. | James Dale Davidson | ||
| 64d8105 | Other things being equal, the more widely dispersed key technologies are, the more widely dispersed power will be, and the smaller the optimum scale of government. | James Dale Davidson | ||
| a072abd | The idea of property emerged as an inevitable consequence of farming. | James Dale Davidson | ||
| b52e040 | Market forces, not political majorities, will compel societies to reconfigure themselves in ways that public opinion will neither comprehend nor welcome. | James Dale Davidson | ||
| c7d8e6c | The most important causes of change are not to be found in political manifestos or in the pronouncements of dead economists, but in the hidden factors that alter the boundaries where power is exercised. Often, subtle changes in climate, topography, microbes, and technology alter the logic of violence. | James Dale Davidson | ||
| 001f32e | The more apparent it is that a system is nearing an end, the more reluctant people will be to adhere to its laws. | James Dale Davidson | ||
| 3005abf | The bus had a name too. Elaborately painted letters across the back declared it to be "Old but Sexy." It occurred to me that as I slipped inexorably into middle age, such a title might be the best I myself could hope for." -- | Lyn Hamilton | ||
| 3f54770 | A life of feminine submission, of 'contemplative purity,' a life of silence, a life that has no pen and no story, while a life of female rebellion, of 'significant action,' is a life that must be silenced, a life whose monstrous pen tells a terrible story. | Sandra M. Gilbert Susan Gubar | ||
| 77ba0e0 | While writing the first draft is an exercise in shutting down all of the things we think we know so that the story features come tumbling out, the revision is the end of the joy ride. We pull on the gloves and sort of poke around inside the body. Is that a tumor? Will that limb need amputation? I nearly second-guessed myself into heart failure while learning to self-edit. | outer-banks southern-fiction southern-writers | Patricia Hickman | |
| 510d504 | The most important lesson Louise learned a week before her ninth birthday was the hardest one to keep in mind. Sometimes what sounded like a good plan wasn't. | Wen Spencer | ||
| eb9ed1a | It's like God is trying to tell us something when the most beautiful people in the world are racially mixed. | Wen Spencer | ||
| e983972 | By lifting Widget up, Law had given her the power to help others. They were daisy-chained together; acts of goodwill looped back around. Law had saved Windwolf. He had protected her without even knowing how much he owed her. Tinker saved the tengu, and they in turn protected Usagi and her children. Around and around, kindness being paid forward until it returned. It was what Pittsburgh needed. What Elfhome needed; people helping one another.. | Wen Spencer | ||
| 943ac69 | Are you some kind of tree police?" Joshua asked without opening his eyes. "Do you feel as if you have some kind of civic duty to come out here and--and--annoy the hell out of me?" "Well--yes--I do have a civic duty to stop you--that is--if you needed stopping. If you'd kept to simple tree assault, I would have just kept watching. It was fairly entertaining, in a train wreck kind of way. You've moved up to tree homicide." "Homicide?" Joshua .. | Wen Spencer | ||
| f2ef13f | They think that the past is dead. They don't see that the past is just the beginning of the future. | Wen Spencer | ||
| ab87ac5 | Slavery, no matter who was the master, held unknown terrors of helplessness. | Wen Spencer | ||
| 994f252 | It's like you tune in to a supernatural event, and anyone who is destined to interact with that event picks up the same psychic signature. You tune in to radio-station freaky and write what you hear. | Wen Spencer | ||
| e0b2e45 | Anyone as stupidly brave as Atsumori is not going to understand Kenichi I was not stupid. Odds were that I would have drowned; I was in full armor. | Wen Spencer | ||
| 0279969 | What is today? She'd lost track over the last few days. Pixii shrugged. First day after firing the kiln. | Wen Spencer | ||
| dcfefb2 | So, it's like calling out for Chinese? An order of Sum Yung Gai with wings? | Wen Spencer | ||
| 03a7b2a | There were things that nothing could make right. They stayed hidden as black holes inside of you. You went on the best you could, pretending everything was fine. | Wen Spencer | ||
| 4927439 | Ne mozhesh da davash na dovedenoto si dete samo nezhnost i odobrenie, zashchoto nikoi roditel ne pravi tova. I vse pak niamash vlastta da poritsavash deteto po nachini, pris'shch za istinskite roditeli. Vtorite roditeli - tezi,koito davat nai-dobroto ot sebe si - iskat da b'dat kharesvani. Istinskite roditeli ne izpitvat nuzhda ot tova. Zashchoto znaiat, che sa obichani. Tova e liubov, koiato se dava bezuslovno i bez rezervi. Edin roditel t.. | Tony Parsons | ||
| 3d4e6d7 | Then they lay there in silence for a while, listening to the rain, watching it come straight down, feeling it cool their sweating faces. You couldn't avoid all of it, not with the missing roof, but after being chase by Teds, it was so refreshing that Terry sighed. And he thought how good it was to be still, to be quiet for once, to be with people you knew so well that there was no real need to talk, and to just feel the sweet kick of the su.. | Tony Parsons | ||
| 1bdc599 | he was totally in thrall to the face of the girl in front of him. She stunned him. She paralysed him. Just being in the presence of that face made him pause, his tongue tied with self-consciousness. But she made it easy for him | Tony Parsons | ||
| f3b0ed2 | I think that you can use up your love. I think you can blow it all on one person. You can love so much, so deeply, that there is nothing left for anyone else. | Tony Parsons | ||
| 246ba99 | Lako je voleti nekoga ko je na vasoj strani. | Tony Parsons | ||
| 9890d7a | Love is what's left when being in love has gone, okay? It's when you care about someone and you hope they're happy, but you're not under any illusions about them. Maybe that kind of love is not exciting and passionate and all those things that fade with time. All those things that you're so keen on. But in the end it's the only kind of love that really matters. | Tony Parsons | ||
| 0556048 | And then the old man was standing in the doorway, still in his white coat and his French Foreign Legion hat, blinking at his wife and his son and his son's girlfriend, young Misty. "Guess what?" Terry's mum said, as if she had been saving this up for a long time. "Guess what, Granddad?" Yes, his father looked ancient these days. But when he heard the news and it had started to sink in, that kind, exhausted face lit up with a smile, and it .. | Tony Parsons | ||
| eedd326 | Joan [Blondell] had always kept it real, always kept her priorities straight. "I wasn't that ambitious. I enjoyed a home life more than a theatrical career. I just took what they gave me, because I wanted to get home quickly." Joan, said one writer, personified everyone's "good friend," on- and off-camera. "Of all the stars I have interviewed," wrote Charles Higham, "I have liked Joan Blondell the best. She is unique in my experience in bei.. | Ray Hagen | ||
| 934a602 | De mensen zijn zo consequent als een toverbal en zo voorspelbaar als een tsunami en soms deugen ze opeens. | Jan Terlouw | ||
| e59c561 | Information on dissociative disorders, trauma, and mind control had been deliberately suppressed from the American psychiatric and psychological associations for so-called "reasons of national security." The founder of the APA, Dr. Ewen Cameron, had been caught using CIA mind control methods at the Allen Memorial Institute in Montreal, Canada. The CIA was forced to compensate the victims, yet it took years2. In the meantime, educational ins.. | Cathy O'Brien | ||
| 59656fa | Fifty years ago noted animal researcher Harry Harlow, in an address to the American Psychological Association, observed, "As far as love or affection is concerned, psychologists have failed in their mission...The little we write about it has been better written by poets and novelists." | Sue Johnson | ||
| 2b7b528 | In research presented by the American Psychological Association, they found that not only is productivity limited when you do two or more things at the same time, it is severely limited. They discovered that switching back and forth between two tasks can lessen your productivity time by as much as 40%. When you do something, | George Ilian | ||
| 3bf4da0 | When is posttraumatic stress pathological? The American Psychiatric Association's Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders (DSM-IV23 or DSM-IV-TR24)b lays out specific criteria. Criterion A: Trauma. Yes, the event that created Batman (1) involved death or physical danger and (2) horrified the survivor. Criterion B: Persistent re-experiencing. Yes, Bruce re-experiences his parents' murders through recurrent, vivid recollections .. | Travis Langley | ||
| 17853d3 | There is a strong link between synesthesia and photographic memory (technically called eidetic memory) or at least heightened memory (hypermnesis). Many synesthetes used their synesthesia as a mnemonic aid. | Richard E. Cytowic | ||
| 388a232 | How elegant! how choice! how gay! To think one doesn't have to pay. There is sound of falling tears; It comes from nowhere to the ears. Some tiny creature, filled with wrath, Is coming nearer on the path. | Edward Gorey | ||
| 524d064 | Sir U__ fell down from a speeding train, Which did some damage to his brain, | poetry | Gorey Edward |