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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 0a2e195 | The only currency to satisfy the debt was their survival and to help others when circumstances permitted. | Colson Whitehead | ||
| c28c026 | You have to stand up real close to the posters to see the swirls, and even then they're easy to miss: Lila Mae had to have Jimmy point them out to her. Horns, boiling cysts, the occasional cussword inked in across Chancre's slat teeth--they add up after a while, somehow more personal and meaningful than the usual cartoons and pinups of office homesteading. | Colson Whitehead | ||
| cfa5245 | a new wave of immigrants would replace the Irish, fleeing a different but no less abject country, the process starting anew. The engine huffed and groaned and kept running. They had merely switched the fuel that moved the pistons. The | Colson Whitehead | ||
| 7a50079 | Dressed, she's in front of the mirror. Armed. She puts her face on. In her case, not a matter of cosmetics, but will. How to make such a sad face hard? It took practice. Not in front of a mirror or in front of strangers, gauging her success by their expressions of horror, disgust, etc. She did it by lying in her bed, feeling and testing which muscles in her face pained under application of concerted tension. To choose the most extreme pain .. | Colson Whitehead | ||
| d206349 | An elevator doesn't exist without its freight. If there's no one to get on, the elevator remains in quiescence. The elevator and the passenger need each other. | Colson Whitehead | ||
| 12d1ae6 | The world is mean from the start and gets meaner every day. It uses you up until you only dream of death. Mabel | Colson Whitehead | ||
| 40b85d8 | The publicity of the present day causes that no sooner is a discovery or an invention made than it is already improved upon and surpassed by competing efforts. | Colson Whitehead | ||
| 033827c | Rumors have flourished in worse soil than this. | Colson Whitehead | ||
| bef052a | Each thing had a value and as the value changed, everything else changed also. A broken calabash was worth less than one that held its water, a hook that kept its catfish more prized than one that relinquished its bait. In America the quirk was that people were things. | Colson Whitehead | ||
| 5065c4b | The tunnel pulled at her. How many hands had it required to make this place? And the tunnels beyond, wherever and how far they led? She thought of the picking, how it raced down the furrows at harvest, the African bodies working as one, as fast as their strength permitted. The vast fields burst with hundreds of thousands of white bolls, strung like stars in the sky on the clearest of clear nights. When the slaves finished, they had stripped.. | Colson Whitehead | ||
| e00d5e0 | The task of resisting our own oppression does not relieve us of the responsibility of acknowledging the complicity in the oppression of others. | Beverly Daniel Tatum | ||
| b449196 | Despair is an act of resignation I am not willing to make. | Beverly Daniel Tatum | ||
| c4f25f9 | Hippocrates was so great that today's doctors still take the Oath of Hippocrates (though it has been modified during the 20th century) | Terry Deary | ||
| 2477e2c | The oldest written poem was by the Greek, Homer. His poem, The Iliad, tells the story of the siege of Troy, a story of the heroes who fought to the death to get Helen back to her hubby, King Menelaus. | Terry Deary | ||
| 50fa58a | Don't worry When you are a soldier you can be in one of two places: A dangerous place or a safe place. If you're in a safe place ... don't worry. If you're in a dangerous place you can be one of two things: One is wounded and the other is not. If you're not wounded ... don't worry. If you are wounded it can be dangerous or slight: If it's slight ... don't worry. If it's dangerous then one of two things will happen: You'll die or you'll reco.. | Terry Deary | ||
| ecf87df | After they had lost the war with Sparta the Athenians looked for someone to blame. They blamed the old teacher, Socrates. Being a rather groovy guy, he was always hanging around with young people, telling them not to believe in the old gods. | Terry Deary | ||
| 9670fc6 | George's feathers are ruffled. It's been a long time since last he forgot and let himself get up steam like this...How humiliating! The silly enthusiastic old prof, rambling on, disregarding the clock, and the class sighing to itself, 'He's off again!' Just for a moment, George hates them, hates their brute basic indifference, as they drain quickly out of the room. Once again, the diamond has been offered publicly for a nickel, and they hav.. | Christopher Isherwood | ||
| 7c8b9dd | George feels flattered and excited...He can't resist slipping into the role Kenny so temptingly offers him. | Christopher Isherwood | ||
| 923bc72 | Chalmers, like many of the English writers whom he then most admired, felt a strong natural sympathy with everything French. At Rouen he imagined himself as having escaped into a world in which it was possible to speak openly and unaffectedly of all those subjects which in England must be introduced by an apology or guarded with a sneer - poetry, metaphysics, romantic love. | Christopher Isherwood | ||
| e076799 | He said, men are vile. I said, the vilest thing about them is that they can say that with a smile on their faces. | John Fowles | ||
| 9c98983 | If you feel something deeply, you're not ashamed to show your feeling. | John Fowles | ||
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Ia mog by vliubit'sia v neio po ushi i stal by nevynosimo trebovatel'nym, pred'iavliaia na neio sobstvennye prava; no ia slishkom chasto greshil etim prezhde, chtoby ne znat', chto stremlenie lishit' partniora nezavisimosti priamym putiom vediot k bede. Zhelanie obladat' tesno sviazano s zhelaniem izmenit', peredelat'; a ona ochen' nravilas' mne takoi, kakoi byla. Tak zhe kak fraza <|
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| e6efe78 | ob amerikantsakh] -- Ia ponimaiu, oni -- turisty, ne otlichaiushchiesia ochen' uzh razvitym voobrazheniem. Vspominaiu, kak uchilas' tam v shkole. Rebiata tam kazalis' mne gorazdo bolee otkrytymi, po krainei mere v tom, chto kasalos' lichnykh pristrastii. Vsegda rasskazyvali, chto chuvstvuiut. -- Da delo vovse ne v tom, chto oni ob etom ne rasskazyvaiut. -- A v tom, chto nedostatochno chuvstvuiut? -- Da i ne v etom tozhe. Nedostatochno znaiu.. | sex uk usa | John Fowles | |
| 11a53d3 | As Psalm 136:5--9 tell us, creation was God's power expressed in love. By reading and understanding the Bible as a series of love letters to men and women, you begin to recognize the tender and mighty love of God. The Bible is not a rule book for life or a collection of fairy tales; it's a weapon of mass instruction. It's a love letter from God to humanity. It's an introduction to Jesus Christ, who is God in human form. It declares to the w.. | Jase Robertson | ||
| 56e8f20 | He had not the benefit of existentialist terminology; but what he felt was a very clear case of the anxiety of freedom - that is, the realization that one is free and the realization that being free is a situation of terror | John Fowles | ||
| 94e423e | But suddenly he comprehended why her face haunted him, why he felt this terrible need to see her again: it was to possess her, to melt into her, to burn, to burn, to burn to ashes on that body and in those eyes. To postpone such a desire for a week, a month, a year, several years even, that can be done. But for eternity is when the iron bites. | John Fowles | ||
| dadb91c | M. I've never really thought of M objectively before, as another person. She's always been my mother I've hated or been ashamed of. Yet of all the lame ducks I've met or heard of, she's the lamest. I've never given her enough sympathy. I haven't given her this last year (since I left home) one half of the consideration I've given the beastly creature upstairs just this last week. I feel that I could overwhelm her with love now. Because I ha.. | mothers-and-daughters | John Fowles | |
| 364a483 | Vozmozhno, ia prosto dovol'no khorosho ego uznala. Znanie podnogotnoi avtomaticheski sblizhaet. Dazhe esli vam khochetsia, chtoby etot chelovek nakhodilsia kak mozhno dal'she, zhelatel'no - na drugoi planete. | John Fowles | ||
| c3212d1 | The rival you both share is myself. I do not wish to marry ... First, because my past habituated me to loneliness. I had always thought I hated it. And now I have found I treasure it. I do not want to share my life. I wish to be what I am, not what a husband must expect me to become in marriage. My second reason is my present. I never expected to be happy in life. Yet I find myself happy where I am situated now. I have varied congenial work.. | John Fowles | ||
| c400f44 | His name was Captain Montague. He had broken his leg some time before and so had been unfit for active service till then. A kind of phosphorescent pale elegance about his face. A delicate, gallant moustache. He was one of the most supremely stupid men I have ever met. He taught me a great deal. | John Fowles | ||
| 89dd2b0 | In my opinion a lot of people who may seem happy now would do what I did or similar things if they had the money and the time. I | John Fowles | ||
| a0d5515 | I'm so far from everything. From normality. From light. From everything I want to be. | John Fowles | ||
| cf43d74 | Aqui en la frontera, caen las hojas. Aunque mis vecinos son todos barbaros, y tu, tu estas a mil kilometros de aqui, siempre hay dos tazas en mi mesa. | John Fowles | ||
| 03cf060 | Ni panteizma, ni gumanizma. No nechto gorazdo bolee ob'emnoe, bezrazlichnoe i nepostizhimoe. Eta real'nost' prebyvala v vechnom vzaimodeistvii. Ne dobro i ne zlo; ne krasota i ne bezobrazie. Ni vlecheniia ni nepriiazni. Tol'ko vzaimodeistvie. | universe | John Fowles | |
| 35a6732 | I hate what G.P. calls the New People, the new class people with their cars and their money and their tellies and their stupid vulgarities and their stupid crawling imitations of the bourgeoisie. | money poverty soul | John Fowles | |
| d2c965b | If Rome, was a city of vulgar living, had been depressing after Greece, London, a city of the drab dead, was fifty times worse. | london rome | John Fowles | |
| 8f43543 | It is not the state of war that isolates. It is well known, it brings people together. But in the battlefield -- that is something different. Because that is when the real enemy, death, appears. I no longer saw any warmth in numbers. I saw only Thanatos in them, my death. And just as much in my own comrades, in Montague, as in the invisible Germans. | death isolation war | John Fowles | |
| a1166e0 | The stairs were certainly steep; and in those days, when they could rarely see their own feet, women were always falling; it was a commonplace of domestic life. | John Fowles | ||
| 92de850 | German is to death what Latin is to ritual religion - entirely appropriate. | John Fowles | ||
| 9349ad2 | The height the dupe has fallen is measured by his anger. | dupe fool wisdom | John Fowles | |
| f355f76 | That is how war corrupts us. It plays on our pride in our own free will. | pride war | John Fowles | |
| 530aba6 | I happily forgot his little collection of crimped and cramped fruit trees in my own new world, my America of endless natural ones in Devon. | John Fowles | ||
| 9e84043 | It was like a journey into space. I was standing on Mars, knee-deep in thyme, under a sky that seemed never to have known dust or cloud. | John Fowles | ||
| 9254069 | Nu va vorbi niciodata, nu va ierta, nu va intinde niciodata mina, va ramine de-a pururi in acest prezent inghetat. Totul este suspendat in asteptare: copacii de toamna, cerul de toamna, trecatorii anonimi. Printre salciile de la malul lacului, o biata mierla cam nebuna cinta, desi nu e timpul ei. Un stol de porumbei deasupra caselor; fragmente de libertate, de hazard, o algebra incarnata. Si venind nu se stie de unde, mirosul intepator de f.. | John Fowles |