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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 5ba7307 | Her ic cekis insanin yitirdigi bir yudum yasamdir. | Juan Rulfo | ||
| 33a4a47 | Cehenneme inanir misin, Justina? - Evet, Susana. Ayrica cennete de inanirim. - Ben sadece cehenneme inanirim- dedi ve gozlerini yumdu. | Juan Rulfo | ||
| ff424bf | Pienso cuando maduraban los limones. En el viento de febrero que rompia los tallos de los helechos, antes que el abandono los secara; los limones maduros que llenaban con su olor el viejo patio. El viento bajaba de las montanas en las mananas de febrero. Y las nubes se quedaban alla arriba en espera de que el tiempo bueno las hiciera bajar al valle; mientras tanto dejaban vacio el cielo azul, dejaban que la luz cayera en el juego del vient.. | Juan Rulfo | ||
| 8007af8 | Dice que ella escondia sus pies entre las piernas de el. Sus pies helados como piedras frias y que alli se calentaban como en un horno donde se dora el pan. Dice que el le mordia los pies diciendole que eran como pan dorado en el horno. | Juan Rulfo | ||
| 73088cb | Tendre que oirlo, hasta que se le muera su voz. | Juan Rulfo | ||
| 9ec5a86 | Y por si fuera poco el estar trabado de flaco, vivia si es que todavia vive, aplastado por el odio como una piedra; y es valido decirlo, su desventura fue la de haber nacido. | Juan Rulfo | ||
| b362fb7 | No habia aire. Tuve que sorber el mismo aire que salia de mi boca, deteniendolo con las manos antes de que se fuera. Lo sentia ir y venir, cada vez menos; hasta que se hizo tan delgado que se filtro entre mis dedos para siempre | Juan Rulfo | ||
| 1828968 | Do you believe in hell, Justina?" "Yes, Susana. And in heaven, too." "I only believe in hell, " said Susana." | existence torment sin | Juan Rulfo | |
| e3d3280 | Y aunque no habia ninos jugando, ni palomas, ni tejados azules, senti que el pueblo vivia. Y que si yo escuchaba solamente el silencio, era porque aun no estaba acostumbrado al silencio; tal vez porque mi cabeza venia llena de ruidos y de voces. | Juan Rulfo | ||
| 64d95b1 | Hace calof aqui- dije. -Si, y esto no es nada- me contesto el otro. Calmese. Ya lo sentira mas fuerte cuando lleguemos a Comala. Aquello esta sobre las brasas de la tierra, en la mera boca del infierno. Con decirle que muchos de los que alli se mueren, al llegar al infierno regresan por su cobija. | méxico infierno muerte hell | Juan Rulfo | |
| d543137 | Que dormia, acurrucada, metiendose dentro de el, perdida en la nada al sentir que se quebraba su carne, que se abria como un surco abierto por un clavo ardoroso, luego tibio, luego dulce dando golpes duros contra su carne blanda; sumiendose mas, hasta el gemido. | death love méxico ghost | Juan Rulfo | |
| 932f549 | It shouldn't be too hard to spot," Daniels said. "It's bloody huge. And if it goes bang, you'll hear it ten miles away." -- | Anthony Horowitz | ||
| 14bc8c5 | Nothing lasts forever. But there is new life; new colours, fresh words, new tunes to compose. There is now; time present, time future. We build with new bricks and hope our voices are heard, our music is sung and our love cherished for as long as it is offered. | Carol Drinkwater | ||
| 029ab1a | But as I listened to my various mentors argue away the afternoon, I finally caught on to the basic point of it all. With chocolate, there are no straight answers. There are only strongly held opinions. | Mort Rosenblum | ||
| 1e756c4 | Seven severely depressed prisoners were listed as having died of "nostalgia." | Tony Horwitz | ||
| 10551c4 | I asked him if he thought "there" was better than "here." "Not better," he said. "I mean, my great-great-grandpap got his leg shot off. But I feel like it was bigger somehow." Hawkins flipped through pages of Civil War pictures. "At work, I mix dyes and put them in a machine. I'm thirty-six and I've spent almost half my life in Dye House No. 1. I make eight dollars sixty-one cents an hour, which is okay, 'cept everyone says the plant will c.. | Tony Horwitz | ||
| 5756b5c | Cook," the historian Bernard Smith speculates, "increasingly realised that wherever he went he was spreading the curses much more liberally than the benefits of European civilization." | Tony Horwitz | ||
| 86bf562 | The scale of Monument Avenue also amplified the weirdness of the whole enterprise. After all, Davis and Lee and Jackson and Stuart weren't national heroes. In the view of many Americans, they were precisely the opposite; leaders of a rebellion against the nation - separatists at best, traitors at worst. None of those honored were native Richmonders. And their mission failed. They didn't call it the Lost Cause for nothing. I couldn't think o.. | Tony Horwitz | ||
| 16ac872 | Like so much in Atlanta, Stone Mountain had become a bland and inoffensive consumable: the Confederacy as hood ornament. Not for the first time, though more deeply than ever before, I felt a twinge of affinity for the neo-Confederates I'd met in my travels. Better to remember Dixie and debate its philosophy than to have its largest shrine hijacked for Coca-Cola ads and MTV songs. | Tony Horwitz | ||
| 369c9c6 | I don't know what you will say to me for introducing you into the privacy of Mr. and Mrs. Jenkins's bed-chamber, but it is really necessary to do so. We cannot very well get on without it. | Mrs. Henry Wood | ||
| 0f46c1e | What cough do you call it?" went on Roland Yorke--you may have guessed he was the speaker. "A churchyard cough?" "Well, I don't know, sir," said Jenkins. "It has been called that, before now. I dare say it will be the end of me at last." "Cool!" remarked Roland. "Cooler than I should be, if I had a cough, or any plague of the sort, that was likely to be my end. Does it trouble your mind, Jenkins?" | Mrs. Henry Wood | ||
| 80ee7c5 | the headline death and disaster atop the latest dispatch from Homestead. "Capital and labor have met once more on a bloody field," the article stated. "Never in the history of strikes and riots, since the railroad riots of 1877, have there been so many lives sacrificed, and such fighting between the representatives of the two great social divisions." Members of the Pennsylvania National Guard were on their way to restore order, the dispatch.. | James McGrath Morris | ||
| 6e81714 | out of informal learning communities if they fail to meet our needs; we enjoy no such mobility in our relations to formal education. Affinity spaces are also highly generative environments from which new aesthetic experiments and innovations emerge. A 2005 report on The Future of Independent Media argued that this kind of grassroots creativity was an important engine of cultural transformation: The media landscape will be reshaped by the bo.. | Henry Jenkins | ||
| b5cb909 | Before he followed her, Hank rushed to the back and | J.E. Bright | ||
| b84e6a4 | It was exciting at first... Then it became routine. I guess everything does, even if it's dangerous. | Peter Mayle | ||
| cb50aab | Don't ever make the mistake of thinking you can change a man. You will only waste your time. | Anna Adams | ||
| 9662b2f | I'd rather have sung one of Elektra's solos. I can relate to her anger." "You" | Anna Adams | ||
| b326c74 | Do you ever wonder how we all got here? On Earth, I mean. Forget the song and dance about Adam and Eve, which I know is a load of crap. My father likes the myth of the Pawnee Indians, who say that the star deities populated the world: Evening Star and Morning Star hooked up and gave birth to the first female. The first boy came from the Sun and the Moon. Humans rode in on the back of a tornado. Mr. Hume, my science teacher, taught us about .. | anna-fitzgerald choanoflagellates pawnee-myth mistakes genesis | Jodi Picoult | |
| 03f4d98 | summer glory had taken over the city and | Anna Adams | ||
| b4e00fa | Lindsey turned to Maude and said sweetly, "I guess I'll be seeing you in Ms. Tragent's class this evening since Jazmine's Dad managed to get you in. She usually takes nothing but the best, but seeing as you're James Baldwin's charity case, she couldn't say no to the poor, little French orphan he's taken in, could she?" Maude's face grew hot with anger. "You know what? Nobody's even heard of the name Lindsey Linton in France. So I guess Mrs... | Anna Adams | ||
| fe28f10 | writer | Christine Rimmer | ||
| 4a86eb0 | Istedigi zaman gozyaslarini icine akitip gulumseyebilme yetenegine sahip olmustu.Bu yuzden de gozyaslarinin gercek olup olmadigini o da anlamiyordu. Oscar'li bir oyuncu gibiydi. | oscar sloth sins smile tears | Robin Wasserman | |
| 32d3d5b | There had to be consequences. Lacey was always right about that. Maybe freaks stayed freaks and losers stayed losers, maybe sad and weak was forever, but villains only stayed villains until someone stopped them. | villains | Robin Wasserman | |
| 0ba6421 | See them in their golden hour, a flood of girls high on the ecstasy of the final bell, tumbling onto the city bus, all gawky limbs and Wonderbra cleavage, chewed nails picking at eruptive zits, lips nibbling and eyes scrunching in a doomed attempt not to cry. Girls with plaid skirts tugged unfathomably high above the knee, girls seizing the motion of the bus to throw themselves bodily into their objects of affection. | Robin Wasserman | ||
| 137892d | The doctor's voice was cold. "There's nothing to put back. There's no body to go back to. The body of Lia Kahn is dead. Be grateful you didn't die with it." | Robin Wasserman | ||
| 1bc1dbe | hacking in its pure form stretched back centuries. It wasn't restricted to a single medium. It was more than a methodology. It was an ethos. | hacking | Robin Wasserman | |
| 0ee182a | They wondered at the consequences of teaching a girl she was weak instead of warning her she was strong. | girls | Robin Wasserman | |
| c1cc966 | Origin stories are irrelevant. Nothing matters less than how you were born. What matters is how you die, and how you live. We live for each other, so anything that got us to that point must have been right. | Robin Wasserman | ||
| 1f6ac3c | Pick a pair of them, lost in each other, a matched set like a vision out of the past. Nobody special, two nobodies. Except that together, they're radioactive; together, they glow. | Robin Wasserman | ||
| 1ef1509 | I knew we were better together than we were alone, and better still than everyone else, and that was enough. | Robin Wasserman | ||
| 48c54b9 | According to Lacey I had the lyrics all wrong. I sang like it sounded to me, because those words sounded right: I loved you I'm not going back I killed you I'm not going back. | nirvana | Robin Wasserman | |
| df9c10e | In one way, what I saw in those mirrors was the self trapped inside the self, forever. But in another way, the self in the mirror was opening out, in an infinite unfurling. I am the one whose drive is being thwarted. And I am the one who is thwarting it. | self | Alison Bechdel | |
| b49265c | Perhaps I identify too well with my father's illicit awe. A trace of this seems caught in the photo, just as a trace of Roy has been caught on the light-sensitive paper...It's a curiously ineffectual attempt at censorship. Why cross out the year and not the month? Why, for that matter, leave the photo in the envelope at all? In an act of prestidigitation typical of the way my father juggled his public appearance and private reality, the evi.. | Alison Bechdel | ||
| 603d293 | The Bechdel-Wallace test is a similarly simple device, created by the cartoonist Alison Bechdel and her friend Liz Wallace, for evaluating whether movies and television shows perpetuate gender inequity. Does a film have at least two named women in it, talking to each other, about something other than a man? A depressingly large number of films and shows fail the test. But it does more than scold. It suggests an alternate reality--an achieva.. | Eric Liu |