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| e49579c | As they rolled over the marshes before Venice, he fell back in his seat, windburnt and exhausted, and noticed that the bottle of water, but for its slight and elegant blue tint, was the smoothest, clearest, and most transparent thing he had ever seen. All that was reflected in it was sharp, subdued, and calm. The fields outside, beyond the reeds; the reeds themselves, waving green and yellow; the water, shockingly blue in north light, were .. | Mark Helprin | ||
| d75cba6 | They knew that to survive in Manhattan he would have to know something of bitterness before he arrived. | Mark Helprin | ||
| fb17d80 | The quality of Venice that accomplishes what religion so often cannot is that Venice has made peace with the waters. It is not merely pleasant that the sea flows through, grasping the city like tendrils of vine, and, depending upon the light, making alleys and avenues of emerald and sapphire, Citi s a brave acceptance of dissolution and an unflinching settlement with death. Though in Venice you may sit in courtyards of stone, and your heels.. | venice | Mark Helprin | |
| 76e7bfa | Ezek nem kollenek. Csupa sar, semmi szin. Vagyis hat nem ilyen szinekhez vagyok en szokva. Mert vegyuk bar akarmelyik amerikai varost, osszel vagy telen, nezzuk meg egy tavoli dombtetorol, vagy csonakrol az obolbol vagy a folyorol: bizony hogy barmelyik reszletuk sokkal, de sokkal szebb festmeny, mint ez a lencsefozelek itten, amit maguk, tobbiek is csak ugy tudnak szeretni, hogy mindenfele pedigret aggatnak ra. Tolvaj vagyok, meglehet, de .. | Mark Helprin | ||
| 51bb91f | Weeks and months are needed to accustom oneself to climbing. Otherwise, much energy is lost in clinging to the rock, maintaining too sure a hold, trying not to be too stiff, and worrying. After a while a climber warms to the mountains and can accomplish with little effort those things that once took all he had, for height gradually loses its meaning. Standing on the edge of a two-thousand-meter precipice becomes no less comfortable than sit.. | Mark Helprin | ||
| 43649e2 | Recollection could be more powerful and more perilous than experience itself. | remembering | Mark Helprin | |
| df67db3 | HERE AT THE GOLDEN GATE IS THE ETERNAL RAINBOW THAT HE CONCEIVED AND SET TO FORM. A PROMISE INDEED THAT THE RACE OF MAN SHALL ENDURE INTO THE AGES. Like | Mark Helprin | ||
| 4ab78a3 | A profession is like a great snake that wraps itself around you. Once you are enwrapped, you are in a slow fight for the rest of your life, and the lightness of youth leaves you. | Mark Helprin | ||
| f8eff9a | Lower [plane] than one of those who perished. It was their war, not mine. I was able to walk out of it, leave it behind. Though God preserved me, the best stories were theirs, and these were cut short. The real story of a war is no story at all - blackness, sadness, silence. The stories they tell of comradeship and valor are all to make up for what they lacked. When I was in the army I was always surrounded by thousands of men, and yet I wa.. | Mark Helprin | ||
| 20a7590 | It was easy to be clever, but hard to look into the face of God, who is found not so much by cleverness as by stillness. | stillness | Mark Helprin | |
| f9e16d3 | strength floods in after a fall. | Mark Helprin | ||
| c6e9763 | He's not saying anything, but in a way, he's saying everything. That he's in just as ubergooby love as I am. | Cassie Mae | ||
| 644e0f9 | No," he said after a pause, "the true art of the gods is the comic. The comic is a condescension of the divine to the world of man; it is the sublime vision, which cannot be studied, but must ever be celestially granted. In the comic the gods see their own being reflected as in a mirror, and while the tragic poet is bound by strict laws, they will allow the comic artist a freedom as unlimited as their own. They do not even withhold their ow.. | god tragedy | Karen Blixen | |
| cbce1fc | Do they not teach people in America about the necessity of fruits and vegetables in a diet?" she asked me as she eyed the burrito. "There's hash browns in here and potatoes are a vegetable," | Samantha Silver | ||
| 24aa094 | Cassie," I growl at the young brunette. "How's the sobriety?" Alex brought the submissive to us. She's an addict that he councils at Transcend. I don't want to be mean to her right now, especially since my best friend brought her here, but I'm furious and she's an outlet. She can't strike back. "Ninety days sober," she says with pride. "That's awesome," I say enthusiastically and smile at her. "I love how we have to give fuck ups a medal wh.. | bdsm erotica | Erica Chilson | |
| 2df9b79 | Code Red. Code Red. Ryan on top of Lexie. Must keep teasing her or tickle her or say something. But don't just stare at her. Don't look into her deep brown yes...her golden browns. Don't pay attention to her smile creating that extra dimple only I know she has. Don't drool over how her shirt comes up a bit in the front, letting me see her bellybutton. Don't look at her great rack. Don't breathe in her scent. Her candy apple and cinnamon sce.. | Cassie Mae | ||
| e789a9f | But I decided that the popularity of something holds no value when I make my choices. I make decisions for me. | Cassie Mae | ||
| 6b0319a | I want to meet him. Perhaps show him my gun collection." I laugh, realizing my face still isn't dry as the chuckles send tears off the bottom of my chin. "You don't have a gun collection." "My cutlery, then." He smiles, patting my leg." | Cassie Mae | ||
| 9684dfc | You should know by now, you're more than my Friday night. You're... You're everything. | Cassie Mae | ||
| 209b8d9 | Delbert was the only Bumpus kid in my grade, but they infested Warren G. Harding like termites in an outhouse. There was Ima Jean, short and muscular, who was in the sixth grade, when she showed up, but spent most of her time hanging around the poolroom. There was a lanky, blue-jowled customer they called Jamie, who ran the still and was the only one who ever wore shoes. He and his brother Ace, who wore a brown fedora and blue work shirts, .. | Jean Shepherd | ||
| 1628225 | All right, Cujo. Don't bark at me. I was just curious. | Cassie Mae | ||
| fd14de6 | It's better than I imagined--and I imagined it a lot. Tucked away in a corner at school. On the track during gym class. In his car. On the street by my house. In a fancy restaurant. During dance class. In the cafeteria. Everywhere, really. But not a single one of those fantasies measured up to the actual real life thing--trapped inside a magic box. | Cassie Mae | ||
| d9acae6 | Okay, you gotta be nice to him, " I say, coaxing the white fur-ball into my hands. "I will," Nate says, and I smile over my shoulder. "I was actually talking to Mr. Pippi. He's a bit of a butthole." | funny | Cassie Mae | |
| f4dda2e | He tastes like sour patch kids, and soda, and warmth, and goose bumps. | Cassie Mae | ||
| c5cb20d | I've been checking you out since we were freshmen." " ?" "Do you even have to ask?" I laugh as a string of colorful handkerchiefs falls into my hand when I pull it from his pocket." | Cassie Mae | ||
| f73649b | I knew it!" Cards fly everywhere, as if he had them hidden in his gym shorts." | Cassie Mae | ||
| 1732fff | Prepare your thrusters. | Cassie Mae | ||
| 26087ef | The twitch of his smile grows. "So... we're basically arguing over who gets to be more selfless in this marriage." I smile too. "Basically." | Cassie Mae | ||
| 770fae1 | I remember how it felt when he put the ring on my finger. It was beyond words. But nothing could've ever prepared me for how it feels to put a ring on his finger. | Cassie Mae | ||
| 2afceb4 | We're going to be married and hardly touch each other and have to work and work and never have any fun and we're just going to be okay with it because that's how life is and that's how relationships go, but I don't want that. I want our marriage to be... fun. I love joking around while we fool around. I want to hold hands everywhere we go. I want to make out in the back of a movie theater, steal kisses in coffee shops, have sex over every i.. | love marriage real | Cassie Mae | |
| a10040c | And Jaina hears him whispering to her in her dreams, telling her that no one you love ever really has to die--if you don't want them to...All you have to do is hold a place for them in your heart. | Troy Denning | ||
| c305c99 | This is wilderness, to walk in silence. This is wilderness, to calm the mind. This is wilderness, my return to composure. | Terry Tempest Williams | ||
| 301f3fa | The difference between fear and awe is a matter of our eyes adjusting. | Terry Tempest Williams | ||
| 529b0d7 | Wilderness is not a place of privilege, but rather a place of probity, where the evolutionary processes of life are free to continue. | Terry Tempest Williams | ||
| a4d7646 | This is a landscape that should not be sold. | Terry Tempest Williams | ||
| 62d3528 | I could walk forever with beauty. Our steps are not measured in miles but in the amount of time we are pulled forward by awe. This is another gift from our national parks, to be led by the vistas, to forget what nags us at home and remember what sustains us, the horizon. | Terry Tempest Williams | ||
| deb2af9 | Today majesty is the length from where I stand to the summit of the mountain we are climbing. This mountain has majesty and hold its own authority above all others. | Terry Tempest Williams | ||
| 5426972 | Our fate like the fate of all species, is determined by chance, by circumstance, and by grace. | Terry Tempest Williams | ||
| 334e97d | It is a day of angled light and flat-bottomed clouds floating in a turquoise sky. | Terry Tempest Williams | ||
| caaa8de | In the desert, success is the understanding of limits. One false move and you die. You can't talk your way out of thirst. Bare skin burns. Face-to-face with a spitting rattlesnake, the only thing you have to negotiate is your escape. There are rules in the desert. Pay attention. Adapt or parish. | Terry Tempest Williams | ||
| 778c19c | But what thrilled me most was the fact that millions of meteors burn up every day as they enter our atmosphere. As a result, Earth receives ten tons of dust from outer space. Not only do we take in the world with each breath, we are inhaling the universe. We are made of stardust. | Terry Tempest Williams | ||
| 0e6905c | These valleys, these rivers- creased, folded, and pushed. What wisdom mountains house. My God- they are Gods. My God has feet of Earth. We are flickering moths in migration. | Terry Tempest Williams | ||
| 2cb8f87 | The time has come for acts of reverence and restraint on behalf of the Earth. We have arrived at the Hour of Land. | Terry Tempest Williams | ||
| c7994cc | Life is not so predictable. I am forced to listen more carefully. In the right and left worlds, the stories told are largely set, there much to defend at the expense of the other, rhetoric is charged with certitude; it's safer here, we are sure we are correct. We become missionaries for a position, yes, exactly, no doubt about it, practitioners of the missionary position. Variety is lost. Diversity is lost. Creativity is lost in our inabili.. | Terry Tempest Williams |