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| 92ac77b | She stretched herself up on tiptoe and peeped over the edge and her eyes immediately met those of a large blue caterpillar, that was sitting on the top, with its arms folded, quietly smoking a long hookah and taking not the smallest notice of her or of anything else. | Lewis Carroll | ||
| 5d33c1b | And she tried to fancy what the flame of a candle looks like after the candle is blown out, for she could not remember ever having seen such a thing. | Lewis Carroll | ||
| 7e50135 | If, in picking a quarrel, each party declined to go more than three-eighths of the way, and if, in making friends, each was ready to go five-eighths of the way--why, there would be more reconciliations than quarrels! | Lewis Carroll | ||
| ef63861 | Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be late! | Lewis Carroll | ||
| ad3d724 | No room! No room!" they cried out when they saw Alice coming. "There's plenty of room!" said Alice indignantly, and she sat down in a large arm-chair at one end of the table. "Have some wine," the March Hare said in an encouraging tone. Alice looked all round the table, but there was nothing on it but tea. "I don't see any wine," she remarked. "There isn't any," said the March Hare. "Then it wasn't very civil of you to offer it," said Alice.. | Lewis Carroll | ||
| c30b988 | The table was a large one, but the three were all crowded together at one corner of it: 'No room! No room!' they cried out when they saw Alice coming. 'There's of room!' said Alice indignantly, and she sat down in a large arm-chair at one end of the table. 'Have some wine,' the March Hare said in an encouraging tone. Alice looked all round the table, but there was nothing on it but tea. 'I don't see any wine,' she remarked. 'There isn't a.. | etiquette humor manners | Lewis Carroll | |
| 55bb6af | nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself, 'Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be late!' (when she thought it over afterwards, it occurred to her that she ought to have wondered at this, but at the time it all seemed quite natural); but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she h.. | Lewis Carroll | ||
| 903f82a | Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, 'and what is the use of a book,' thought Alice 'without pictures or conversation?' So she was | Lewis Carroll | ||
| 145923f | went on, taking first one side and then the other, and making quite a conversation of it altogether; but after a few minutes she heard a voice outside, and stopped to listen. 'Mary Ann! Mary Ann!' said the voice. 'Fetch me my gloves this moment!' Then came a little pattering of feet on the stairs. Alice knew it was the Rabbit coming to look for her, and she trembled till she shook the house, quite forgetting that she was now about a thousan.. | Lewis Carroll | ||
| 04be2fb | We get along fine. In return for food and shelter, they give me unconditional indifference. | Carl Hiaasen | ||
| c46b9eb | A great deal of the bad writing in the world comes simply from writing too quickly. Of course you reply, "I do it to save time". A very good object, no doubt: but what right have you to do it at your friend's expense? Isn't his time as valuable as yours?" | Lewis Carroll | ||
| 4d83384 | It's jam every other day: to-day isn't any other day, you know. | Lewis Carroll | ||
| 8286ee6 | Alice 'without pictures or conversation?' So she was considering in her own mind (as well as she could, for the hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking | Lewis Carroll | ||
| bc26079 | It seems very pretty,' she said when she had finished it, 'but it's RATHER hard to understand!' (You see she didn't like to confess, even to herself, that she couldn't make it out at all.) 'Somehow it seemed to fill my head with ideas - only I don't know exactly what they are! However, SOMEBODY killed SOMETHING: that's clear, at any rate - | Lewis Carroll | ||
| 4dae68b | Before writing books and puzzles, Lewis directed small plays in Oxford to entertain the poor, skinny kids with tattered clothes. He did it because there was not enough money to buy them food. In all history, art has been food of the poor, Alice. Remember that." The Pillar seems lost for a moment. I wonder what memory he is staring into. "Carroll called his intentions 'saving the children.' He wanted to save a child's childhood. He wanted to.. | Cameron Jace | ||
| 29545dc | There was some unresolved inner knot which she wished to untie and which was quite beyond my skill as a lover or a friend. Of course. Of course. I knew as much as could be known of the psychopathology of hysteria at that time. | Lawrence Durrell | ||
| 50c36cf | Underneath an artist's preoccupations with sex, society, religion, etc. (all the staple abstractions that allow the forebrain to chatter) there is a soul tortured beyond endurance by the lack of tenderness in the world. | religion sex society soul tenderness torture tortured-soul | Lawrence Durrell | |
| 678edf5 | This is what is meant by possession - to be passionately at war for the qualities in one another to contend for the treasures of each other's personalities. But how can such a war be anything but destructive and hopeless? | Lawrence Durrell | ||
| 8687e5c | A little knowledge is a dangerous thing, and these findings about the penetralia of sexual life gave the writer a sort of justification for a native acerbity. Afterwards, when love left him in the lurch and he became the wounded man who was such a trial to us all, he took refuge in a laughter and cynicism which were far from his real nature - a secretive one. He had at last discovered that love had no pith in it, and that the projection of .. | Lawrence Durrell | ||
| 4a0f448 | And I saw her as a sad thirtieth child of Valentine that fell, not as Lucifer rebelling against God, but because she too passionately wanted to be united with him! All things in excess become sin. | lucifer passion sin valentine | Lawrence Durrell | |
| cb89dfb | For years one has to put up with the feeling that people do not care, really care, about one; then one day with growing alarm, one realizes that it is God who does not care; and not merely that he does not care, he does not care one way or the other. | Lawrence Durrell | ||
| 4fbb4bb | For all drama creates bondage, and the actor is only significant to the degree that he is bound. | Lawrence Durrell | ||
| bdfd32d | But there are more than five sexes and only demotic Greek seems to distinguish among them. | Lawrence Durrell | ||
| 138bb9e | She looked like a statue of pride hanging its head. | Lawrence Durrell | ||
| 8678481 | El dolor mismo es el unico elemento de la memoria; porque el placer termina en si mismo | Lawrence Durrell | ||
| 9946fef | Cuesta mucho luchar contra el deseo del corazon; todo lo que quiere obtener, lo compra al precio del alma. | Lawrence Durrell | ||
| 3754db7 | that only there, in the silences of the painter or the writer can reality be reordered, reworked and made to show its significant side. Our common actions in reality are simply the sackcloth covering which hides the cloth-of-gold -- the meaning of the pattern. For us artists there waits the joyous compromise through art with all that wounded or defeated us in daily life; in this way, not to evade destiny, as the ordinary people try to do, b.. | Lawrence Durrell | ||
| 8e3e16d | Is it any wonder that I absent-mindedly take the entrance marked Aliens Only whenever I enter? | Lawrence Durrell | ||
| 8a0b441 | Africa, which they had somehow visualized as an extension of Europe -- an extension of terms, of references to a definitive past -- had already asserted itself as something different: a forbidding darkness where the croaking ravens matched the dry exclamations of spiritless men, and rationed laughter fashioned from breath simply the chattering of baboons. Sometimes they captured someone -- a solitary frightened man out hunting hares -- and .. | Lawrence Durrell | ||
| 9b80664 | Slowly the bluish spring moon climbs the houses, sliding up the minarets into the clicking palm-trees, and with it the city seems to uncurl like some hibernating animal dug out of its winter earth, to stretch and begin to drink in the music of the three-day festival. | Lawrence Durrell | ||
| ed034b1 | A good doctor, and in a special sense the psychologist, makes it quite deliberately, slightly harder for the patient to recover too easily. You do this to see if his psyche has any real bounce in it, for the secret of healing is in the patient and not the doctor. | Lawrence Durrell | ||
| 628a031 | With all its imperfections lying heavy on its head, I can't help being attached to it because in the writing of it I first heard the sound of my own voice, lame and halting perhaps, but nevertheless my very own. This is an experience no artist ever forgets --the birth cry of a newly born baby of letters, the genuine article. | Lawrence Durrell | ||
| b231249 | Landscape-tones: brown to bronze, steep skyline, low cloud, pearl ground with shadowed oyster and violet reflections. The lion-dust of desert: prophets' tombs turned to zinc and copper at sunset on the ancient lake. | Lawrence Durrell | ||
| 25d2dd7 | Neden guluyorsun? En ciddi seylere bile her zaman gulersin. Ah, oyle ya, uzulmen mi gerekir?" Beni biraz olsun tanisaydi, bizim gibi her seyi derinlemesine duyan, insan dusuncesinin icinden cikilmaz dugumunun tam anlamiyla bilincinde olan insanlar icin verilecek tek bir yanit -alayli bir sevecenlik ve suskunluk- oldugunu daha sonra kendisi de anlardi." | Lawrence Durrell | ||
| d910757 | and all at once it seemed that past and present had joined again without any divisions in it, and that all my memories and impressions had ordered themselves into one complete pattern whose metaphor was always the shining city of the disinherited -- a city now trying softly to spread the sticky prismatic wings of a new-born dragonfly on the night. | Lawrence Durrell | ||
| 81fbf02 | No one thing can explain everything; though everything can illuminate something. God, I must be still drunk. If God were anything he would be an art. Sculpture or medicine. But the immense extension of knowledge in this our age, the growth of new sciences, makes it almost impossible for us to digest the available flavours and put them to use. | Lawrence Durrell | ||
| c64556a | man is only an extension of the spirit of place. | Lawrence Durrell | ||
| 032a012 | And morality is nothing if it is merely a form of good behavior. | Lawrence Durrell | ||
| af78f22 | It was cold in the street and I crossed to the lighted blaze of shops in Rue Fuad. In a grocer's window I saw a small tin of olives with the name Orvieto on it, and overcome by a sudden longing to be on the right side of the Mediterranean, entered the shop: bought it: had it opened there and then: and sitting down at a marble table in that gruesome light I began to eat Italy, its dark scorched flesh, hand-modelled spring soil, dedicated vin.. | Lawrence Durrell | ||
| bbc9712 | The seeds of future events are carried within ourselves. They are implicit in us and unfold according to the laws of their own nature | Lawrence Durrell | ||
| 0981b39 | The deceased was a well-known scumbucket and they don't usually have the decency to kill themselves. Usually someone else does the honor. | Carl Hiaasen | ||
| 4cebd51 | Tell her parents they made a big mistake calling the police. Call off the dogs," said the caller, "or we'll hurt Madison. Permanently. If you back off, she'll stay alive and well, but either way, the Tylers will never see their daughter" | James Patterson | ||
| 366c1aa | The Women's Murder Club was assembled--but why? | James Patterson | ||
| 6995f18 | Have faith and pursue the unknown end." Oliver Wendell Holmes" | James Patterson |