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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| a58deef | All this miraculous hatred. Christ, a man can't eat his breakfast for filling his belly full of it. | hatred people-are-no-damn-good sectarian-divide the-human-condition viciousness violence | Colum McCann | |
| 586def5 | Darkness doesn't fall, he thought as he swayed to the radio, it rises up from the bottom of the sea and begins to breathe around us. | Colum McCann | ||
| 3731df0 | while the others--those who wanted him to stay, to hold the line, to become the brink, but no farther--felt viable now with disgust for the shouters: they wanted the man to save himself, step backward into the arms of the cops instead of the sky. | Colum McCann | ||
| ba65abf | He was holding the image of his own people up: sometimes it was weight enough to stagger under. | Colum McCann | ||
| d4f7615 | Her smile colud've broen glass. | Colum McCann | ||
| 4890eea | Prekaleno otrepetiraniiat zhivot ne si struva zhiveeneto ... | Colum McCann | ||
| 8d80be4 | Her smile could've broken glass. | Colum McCann | ||
| 23a0ca1 | He was there, he said, to raise just a single hat, but eventually that hat would raise the heavens. He would go forth as a slave no more. | Colum McCann | ||
| eb36fdd | To summon things into being by the mysterious alchemy of language. Atlantic. Atlas. Aloft. He was holding the image of his own people up: sometimes it was weight enough to stagger under. | Colum McCann | ||
| 50befb2 | He was standing on the little ledge of reality he had left, but it seemed to me that he wasn't getting high, just getting level. He had an affinity with pain. If he couldn't cure it, he took it on. | Colum McCann | ||
| e369047 | Wir stolpern dahin, tragen ein wenig Gerausch in die Stille und wirken in anderen fort. | Colum McCann | ||
| f17239a | I went into my first marriage, blank to the schemes of love. | Colum McCann | ||
| c84c4d9 | At a certain stage every single thing can be a sign. | Colum McCann | ||
| dd4fb7c | hmh' mrdh mykhwhnd rwspyh r njt bdhnd. Hqyqty nkhrnpdhyr st. z mn myprsy yn khwdsh bymry st. | Colum McCann | ||
| 23bfa96 | psrm! ygnh mTlby khh lzm st drbrhy jng bdny yn st: nrw | Colum McCann | ||
| 53915d3 | We seldom know what echo our actions will find, buy our stories will most certainly outlast us. | Colum McCann | ||
| ae161e9 | chgwnh st khh gdhshth dwr nbshth z shkhSythst drHlykhh zmn Hl ynqdr mtzlzl w byrwH st? | Colum McCann | ||
| 4d7b9e6 | Then the clouds curtsy in, the rain kneels upon the land, and the weather knocks them back a whole day and a half. | Colum McCann | ||
| c57fc30 | The world spinning. AUTHOR'S NOTE PHILIPPE PETIT WALKED A TIGHTROPE WIRE between the World Trade Center towers on August 7, 1974. I have used his walk in this novel, but all the other events and characters in this work are fictional. I have taken liberties with Petit's walk, while trying to remain true to the texture of the moment and its surroundings. Readers interested in Petit's walk should go to his book To Reach the Clouds (Faber and F.. | Colum McCann | ||
| 8c5154b | nyz bry hmkhlmy byd ryshh dr jn dshth bshd w `ml hr mwDw` trjykh bysty dr Hqyqt ryshh dwndh bshd. | Colum McCann | ||
| f63ddd4 | There are those of us who haven't yet told our stories, or refuse to tell them, and so we become them: we hide away inside the memory until we can no longer stand the shell or the shock - perhaps I must tell it before it is forgotten or becomes like everything else, something else. | Colum McCann | ||
| bc558ba | Outside, the dark brushed the city and the wind unleashed the snow | Colum McCann | ||
| dbdcfd1 | Was there not wage slavery? Were there not the chains of financial oppression? | Colum McCann | ||
| 6e07cc3 | Neki misle da je ljubav kraj puta na kojem, ako imas dovoljno srece da ga pronades, stajes i ne trazis novi. Drugi kazu da se ljubav pretvara u provaliju u koju padas i vise se ne mozes izvuci, ali oni koji imaju takvog-takvog iskustva znaju da je ljubav nesto sto se iz dana u dan mijenja i ovisno o tome koliko se boris, ti je osvajas, ili se hvatas za nju i ne pustas, ili je gubis, ali ponekad ljubavi jednostavno nema. | Colum McCann | ||
| 8ae6ed1 | When you come into a rich man's house, the only place to split is in his face. | Colum McCann | ||
| ca44666 | There's a high that you get when you're writing code. It's cool. It's easy to do. You forget your mom, your dad, everything. You've got the whole country onboard. This is America. You hit the frontier. You can go anywhere. It's about being connected, access, gateways, like a whispering game where if you get one thing wrong you've got to go all the way back to the beginning. | frontier | Colum McCann | |
| 81b782c | But it was only genius if you thought of it first. A teacher told him that. Genius is lonely. | Colum McCann | ||
| 1f4be43 | A bi gezunt, his mother would have said. She was always one for the ancient phrase. You have your health, what more do you want? -- | Colum McCann | ||
| 4eac938 | She empathized with those who were true victims but, in her own case, she rejected victimhood. The details of life and the amusement that she took in dwelling on those details, toying with those details, were her weaponry of choice against the many difficulties that she had to face. New York was a bitter place for women of her class and color in those days, but she did not reciprocate that bitterness. She rose above the meanness that surrou.. | Jonathan Kozol | ||
| 04c60dd | I believe that the wilderness is where God is found. | Jonathan Kozol | ||
| 1ba8a47 | If Americans had to discriminate directly against other people's children, I believe most citizens would find this morally abhorrent. Denial, in an active sense, of other people's children is, however, rarely necessary in this nation. Inequality is mediated for us by a taxing system that most people do not fully understand and seldom scrutinize. | Jonathan Kozol | ||
| 09b1495 | When I had asked Mrs. Flowers how she held up in the face of all the death and violence within her neighborhood, she had given me a simple answer: "This family talks to God." | Jonathan Kozol | ||
| 5ca9426 | Of] particular importance is the relationship between education and the political process. | Jonathan Kozol | ||
| 5a942c3 | Sometimes," he [Congressmen John Lewis] said, "you have to ask for something that you know you may not get. And still you have to ask for it. It's still worth fighting for and, even if you don't believe that you will see it in your lifetime, you have got to hold it up so that the generation that comes next will take it from your hands and, in their own time, see it as a goal worth fighting for again." | Jonathan Kozol | ||
| 6815f6c | I find I like to talk with her as often as I can. It feels to me as if I'm standing with her on a very solid piece of ground after a tornado's passed. Strength, it seems, in somebody who had a lot of courage to begin with, can at last renew itself. | Jonathan Kozol | ||
| a82362f | Many people, even those who view themselves as liberals on other issues, tend to grow indignant, even rather agitated, if invited to look closely at these inequalities. "Life isn't fair," one parent in Winnetka answered flatly when I pressed the matter. "Wealthy children also go to summer camp. All summer. Poor kids maybe not at all. Or maybe, if they're lucky, for two weeks. Wealthy children have the chance to go to Europe and they have th.. | Jonathan Kozol | ||
| 845d0c2 | One cannot dispute the fact that giving poor black adolescents job skills, if it is self-evident that they do not possess the academic skills to go to college, is a good thing in itself. But the business leaders who put emphasis on filling entry-level job slots are too frequently the people who, by prior lobbying and voting patterns and their impact upon social policy, have made it all but certain that few of these urban kids would get the .. | Jonathan Kozol | ||
| acc9afc | One would not have thought that children in America would ever have to choose between a teacher or a playground or sufficient toilet paper. Like grain in a time of famine, the immense resources which the nation does in fact possess go not to the child in the greatest need but to the child of the highest bidder--the child of parents who, more frequently than not, have also enjoyed the same abundance when they were schoolchildren. | Jonathan Kozol | ||
| e4d6d9f | People who know but do not act do evil too. I don't know if I would call them evil but they're certainly not thinking about heaven. | Jonathan Kozol | ||
| 93c5157 | There is a parallel in this to arguments that we have heard in New York City in regard to health facilities that serve the rich and poor. There, too, we were told by doctors that the more exhaustive services provided to rich patients may not represent superior health care but a form of "overutilization"--again the theory of "diminishing returns." But here again it is not argued that the rich should therefore be denied this luxury, if that i.. | Jonathan Kozol | ||
| 4eca415 | When you first rise in the morning tell yourself: I will encounter busybodies, ingrates, egomaniacs, liars, the jealous and cranks. They are all stricken with these afflictions because they don't know the difference between good and evil. Because I have understood the beauty of good and the ugliness of evil, I know that these wrong-doers are still akin to me ... and that none can do me harm, or implicate me in ugliness--nor can I be angry a.. | Ryan Holiday | ||
| 95ee9c7 | She had purpose. She had direction. She wasn't driven by passion, but by reason. | Ryan Holiday | ||
| 36ebf08 | He aqui algo sobre el honor de los poetas. Yo tenia diecisiete anos y unos deseos irrefrenables de ser escritor. Me prepare. Pero no me quede quieto mientras me preparaba, pues comprendi que si asi lo hacia no triunfaria jamas. Disciplina y un cierto encanto ductil, esas son las claves para llegar a donde uno se proponga. Disciplina: escribir cada manana no menos de seis horas. Escribir cada manana y corregir por las tardes y leer como un p.. | Roberto Bolaño | ||
| dccf828 | Out of the right speaker in your inner ear will come the endless stream of self-aggrandizement, the recitation of one's specialness, of how much more open and gifted and brilliant and knowing and misunderstood and humble one is. Out of the left speaker will be the rap songs of self-loathing, the lists of all the things one doesn't do well, of all the mistakes one has made today and over an entire lifetime, the doubt, the assertion that ever.. | Ryan Holiday |