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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 3fd94ed | The taxi driver is someone who spends all day driving in city traffic (an activity that provokes either heart attack or delirium), in constant conflict with other human drivers. Consequently, he is nervous and hates every anthropomorphic creature. | truth-of-life | Umberto Eco | |
| 45a55fb | it is always better when the person who frightens us is also afraid of us. | Umberto Eco | ||
| 64cd54f | Bacon was right in saying that the conquest of learning is achieved through the knowledge of languages. | Umberto Eco | ||
| 465d8e9 | Books are not made to be believed, but to be subjected to inquiry. When we consider a book, we mustn't ask ourselves what it says but what it means, a precept that the commentators of the holy books had very clearly in mind. The unicorn, as these books speak of him, embodies a moral truth, or allegorical, or analogical, but one that remains true, as the idea that chastity is a noble virtue remains true. But as for the literal truth that sus.. | Umberto Eco | ||
| 8c16e7c | the more things you know, or pretend to know, the more powerful you are. It doesn't matter if things are true. What counts, remember, is to possess a secret. | powerful secret | Umberto Eco | |
| 6e668e6 | fqdtu klWa yqyn , m `d lyqyn b'nWh ywjd dy'man wr Zhrk shkhSun yrydu khd`ak | deception خداع paranoia ارتياب يقين | Umberto Eco | |
| 5388fad | Having reached the end of my poor sinner's life, my hair now white, I grow old as the world does, waiting to be lost in the bottomless pit of silent and deserted divinity, sharing in the light of angelic intelligences; | waiting-for-death | Umberto Eco | |
| 43ce6aa | The Templars realized that the secret lay not only in possessing the global map of the currents, but also in knowing the critical point, the Omphalos, the Umbilicus Telluris, the Navel of the World, the Source of Command. | Umberto Eco | ||
| 2d1125b | The book is like the spoon, scissors, the hammer, | book improve improvement invent invention spoon the-book-is-like-the-spoon wheel | Umberto Eco | |
| f11a72a | you must not worry if they do not yet exist, because that does not mean they will not exist later. And I say to you that God wishes them to be, and certainly they already are in His mind, even if my friend from Occam denies that ideas exist in such a way; and I do not say this because we can determine the divine nature but precisely because we cannot set any limit to it. | god-s-nature ideas occam the-future | Umberto Eco | |
| 8c6bbf4 | I have never encountered, not even in witchcraft trials, a dead man whom God or the Devil allowed to climb up from the abyss to erase the evidence of his misdeed--then | investigation | Umberto Eco | |
| 3702f7e | Because if the Masters of the World exist, they can only be underground: this is a truth that all sense but few dare utter. Perhaps | Umberto Eco | ||
| 0bdce3a | A lunatic is easily recognized. He is a moron who doesn't know the ropes. The moron proves his thesis; he has a logic, however twisted it may be. The lunatic, on the other hand, doesn't concern himself at all with logic; he works by short circuits. For him, everything proves everything else. The lunatic is all idee fixe, and whatever he comes across confirms his lunacy. You can tell him by the liberties he takes with common sense, by his fl.. | Umberto Eco | ||
| b86c621 | He had perhaps seen fifty springs and was therefore already very old, but his tireless body moved with an agility I myself often lacked. | fifty-years-old old-age | Umberto Eco | |
| 88623c9 | In omnibus requiem quaesivi, et nusquam inveni nisi in angulo cum libro. | Umberto Eco | ||
| e81d4b9 | Alchemy, however, is a chaste prostitute, who has many lovers but disappoints all and grants her favors to none. She transforms the haughty into fools, the rich into paupers, the philosophers into dolts, and the deceived into loquacious deceivers.... --Trithemius, Annalmm Hirsaugensium Tomi II, S. Gallo, 1690, 141 | Umberto Eco | ||
| 569d639 | Never trust originality. | Umberto Eco | ||
| c225798 | Our cause is a secret within a secret, a secret that only another secret can explain; it is a secret about a secret that is veiled by a secret. --Jafar as-adiq, sixth Imam | Umberto Eco | ||
| f7a2f3b | Io non vi dico di prepararvi all'altra vita, ma di usare bene quest'unica vita che vi e data, per affrontare quando verra, l'unica morte di cui avrete mai esperienza. E' necessario meditare prima, e molte volte, sull'arte del morire, per riuscire a farlo bene una sola volta | morte | Umberto Eco | |
| d161f8f | We don't see them, but, invisible, they act all around us. | Umberto Eco | ||
| 4e7658c | Dissimulation is not fraud. It is an effort not to show things as they are. And it is a difficult effort: when we excel, others must not recognize our excellence. If someone were to become famous for his ability to disguise himself, as actors do, all would know that he is what he pretends to be. But concerning the true, excellent dissimulators, who have existed and exist still, we have no information. | dissimulation | Umberto Eco | |
| ba162c5 | Hitler's one genuine obsession was the underground currents. He believed in the theory of the hollow earth, Hohlweltlehre. | Umberto Eco | ||
| 86d84d8 | The Great White Fraternity--whether you call them Rosicrucians or the spiritual knighthood of which the Templars are a temporary incarnation--is a cohort of a few, a very few, elect wise men who journey through human history in order to preserve a core of eternal knowledge. History does not happen randomly. It is the work of the Masters of the World, whom nothing escapes. Naturally, the Masters of the World protect themselves through secrec.. | Umberto Eco | ||
| 8c8957f | La letteratura, contribuendo a formare la lingua, crea identita e comunita. | Umberto Eco | ||
| 80ca125 | He was just as unwilling to talk about himself as she was herself. 'So what changed you?' He sipped his lemonade and carefully set his glass down. 'Finally grew up, I suppose.' Manny | Mary Burton | ||
| 2866fa2 | Beck nodded. 'Dig in. Best food you'll ever eat.' She took her first bite and savoured the warm | Mary Burton | ||
| 98ea47d | eat here every day if I could. I'm surprised you never heard about this place, seeing as you're part Texan.' The jab had her smiling. 'My grandmother was a great cook, and we ate in almost all the time. As a kid I'd beg to go to a fast food joint, but she'd never allow it unless it was my birthday. Looking back I can see what a dope I was as a kid.' 'My mother was either working or going | Mary Burton | ||
| cdc0ed5 | I always enjoyed the meticulous planning of every kill and of course the large payday that follow. It all became an exuberant game, and I couldn't stop... | sociopath voodoo | Mary Burton King | |
| e73b977 | Love could turn vicious instantly. | Mary Burton | ||
| 8c00d49 | You know Karen, everybody thinks serial killers are ignorant, but we are actually extremely intelligent. | serial-killer vodou voodoo | Mary Burton King | |
| 6445973 | mother says her son turned blue and she was unable to revive him. Father was at home and made the call for emergency aid. Both parents reported that such an incident had never | Gregg Olsen | ||
| db7a3c6 | lobby of the Santa Louisa courthouse drinking a cup of black tea from a paper cup. She pushed her long, dark hair behind her ears and tapped her pointed shoes in time with the Muzak undulating over the marble floors. A Helen Reddy song, she thought. Maybe Cher? She smelled of White Shoulders perfume and spearmint gum. When Hannah walked by, the woman smiled and raised a hand as if to wave. But the friendliness of the gesture was not returne.. | Gregg Olsen | ||
| 2b4d4fa | Larvae can consume an entire human body in a week. | Gregg Olsen | ||
| 50d9c50 | The young man from Seabeck who'd been in and out of the county jail so often he thought he'd be able to leave some belongings behind for his next stretch of incarceration. | Gregg Olsen | ||
| 19027b3 | the West Valley City police were still silent about the fact that it was Susan's blood that they'd recovered from her house, and that she had left a note saying she was afraid her husband might kill her. | Gregg Olsen | ||
| 85176bd | Around forty children die every year after they're forgotten in a car, | Gregg Olsen | ||
| 022069e | grateful because each detail kept her from the purpose of the call. She talked about her life in California and how she had never returned to Rock Point or Spruce County. | Gregg Olsen | ||
| 13172e5 | There's another, simple, idea that has been shared on the Internet: after buckling a child into a car seat, a driver takes off his or her left shoe and puts it on the back seat. Once they reach their destination, they won't go far without the shoe, and they'll be reminded of the child. | Gregg Olsen | ||
| 95e1900 | No one speaks the truth to anyone anymore. Lies either by omission or purposefully have become our national pastime. Backstabbing is an Olympic sport. Or at least it should be. | Gregg Olsen | ||
| d302028 | Hannah set down her paperwork. "That's complete bullshit." | Gregg Olsen | ||
| 63bf7fb | the faces of Mimi Garcia and her dead brother, Enrique. His was lifeless, chalky white. His sister's was full of fear. I'll take care | Gregg Olsen | ||
| fb568f2 | Casting was a source of amusement. Tatum O'Neal, Darryl Hannah, Gail O'Grady, even Calista Flockart were mentioned as possible | Gregg Olsen | ||
| f71a755 | Nothing so terrible can be forgotten. But all she wanted--all the others had wanted--was a chance to get on with their own lives. They deserved and hoped for a chance at being normal. But that was never to be, though in time the headlines would shrink, the interest would ebb. But it could not be completely disregarded. There was always the angle. Always and forever. | Gregg Olsen | ||
| 715b486 | As the campfire burned to an ashy bowl of red-hot embers, the boys would ramble on, piling up horror upon horror, like cordwood stacked under a blood-red-barked madrona tree. | Gregg Olsen |