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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 06600b2 | But to be chemically fixed in time and passed hand to hand forever: that is a nakedness which can never be clothed again. | Michel Faber | ||
| 5a09e23 | A person who is worth nothing must introduce you to a person worth next-to-nothing, and that person to another, and so on and so forth until finally you can step across the threshold, almost one of the family. | insight society | Michel Faber | |
| d62a097 | Well, I did my best,' said Amlis, in a self-deprecating purr. 'But I can tell when a challenge is hopeless. Anyway, it's not your minds I need to change.' And he glanced round at the contents of the ship's hull, acknowledging the scale of the slaughter and its commercial purpose. | philosophy vegan vegetarian | Michel Faber | |
| b0d9007 | The walls shrugged themselves loose from their foundations and slid towards the centre of the room, as if attracted by the struggle. The ceiling, a massive rectangular slab of concrete furrowed with fluorescent white, also shuddered loose and loomed down on her. | Michel Faber | ||
| 7a0cf22 | Un solo dia dedicado a cosas que no alimentan el espiritu es un dia robado, mutilado y arrojado a la alcantarilla del destino. | Michel Faber | ||
| 9540f42 | All sens of purpose, of responsibility, indeed of any imaginable future, were removed from her by the deaths of her husband and child. It was they who used to make her life a story, they who seemed to be giving it a beginning, a middle and an end. Nowadays, her life is more like a newspaper: aimless, up-to-date, full of meaningless events for Colonel Leek to recite when no one's paying attention. For all the use she is to Society, beyond in.. | Michel Faber | ||
| cb8f153 | Young men," Melisande murmured after they had left, smiling faintly. "Such a sense of honor. Is he a little bit in love with you, do you think?" "Joscelin quite despises me," I said. "My lady." "Oh, love and hate are two sides of the same blade," she said cheerily enough, motioning for a servant to take my cloak, "and an edge finer honed than yon Cassiline's dagger divides them." | Jacqueline Carey | ||
| eed62ab | Io sono Phedre no Delaunay de Montreve, e sono unica. | phèdre | Jacqueline Carey | |
| c481465 | Drying herself with the hem of her shift, she notes that her two candles are dimming; one of them is already a guttering stub. Will she light new ones? Well, that depends on what time of night it is, and Caroline has no clock. Few people in Church Lane do. Few know what year it is, or even that eighteen and a half centuries are supposed to have passed since a Jewish troublemaker was hauled away to the gallows for disturbing the peace. This .. | Michel Faber | ||
| a33d1f2 | Their consciousness was rudimentary. | Michel Faber | ||
| bccacc9 | To be brutally honest, all these men were falling apart, hair by hair and tooth by tooth, like over-used pieces of equipment, like tools bought cheap for a job that would outlast them. While | Michel Faber | ||
| cb2237c | There's some sort of Soothsayers' Code that prevents soothsayers from soothsaying on a day-to-day basis, when it might, you know, avert this kind of ordinary, everyday tragedy. Something about the laws of causality being broken and the order of creation overturned, resulting in a world run amok, river running backwards, the run rising in the west, cats and dogs getting married... I don't know; don't ask me. I don't pretend to understand (.... | Jacqueline Carey | ||
| a5beb30 | His great carved wooden head was marked with a black eye that was more yellow than black and from this spectacular bed of bruised flesh the eye itself, sand irritated, bloodshot, as wild as a currawong's, stared out at a landscape in which the tops of fences protruded from windswept sand. | Peter Carey | ||
| 0fc7376 | That which yields, is not always weak. | Jacqueline Carey | ||
| b65bd3c | She thought: When we are two, they do not notice us. They think us a match. What wisdom does a mob have? It is a hydra, an organism, stupid or dangerous in much of its behaviour, but could it have, in spite of this, a proper judgement about which of its component parts fit best together? | Peter Carey | ||
| 3d544ae | The clouds was light but queerly yellow on their edges as they moved across the ageless constellations. | Peter Carey | ||
| 21b3de3 | chooks. You cannot go away and leave | Peter Carey | ||
| 74c456a | men in high collars who might--this | Peter Carey | ||
| 1a5b388 | To refrigerate a clock was an extremely violent act, not one I could explain to anyone. | refrigerator | Peter Carey | |
| 2185c06 | She meant I was hungover. I had been slaughtered, legless, trolleyed, slashed, shredded, plastered, polluted, pissed. I thought, I do love my country's relationship with alcohol. How would I ever exist in the United States? I suppose I would have grief counselling instead. (77) | Peter Carey | ||
| 36f6b2a | Many is the night I have sat by the roaring river the rain never ending them logs so green bubbling and spitting blazing in a rage no rain can staunch. | Peter Carey | ||
| 3ef50cb | At the Annexe, at this early hour, I delete you, my darling, my beloved, with your wide soft mouth against my neck. I would rather scrub your bones and place them in the open air, scrub your sternum, labour at your spine, scrub and scrub, with love, each vertebra, as particular as a nose, and lay you in the grass amongst the bluebells. There on your secret triangle of land I would be your most submissive tenant, would lie beside you until r.. | Peter Carey | ||
| cd89376 | It was a knife of an idea, a cruel instrument of sacrifice, but also one of great beauty, silvery, curved, dancing with light. | Peter Carey | ||
| 1b29b3c | They had sat here, in this very room, their knees almost touching, and there had been a sense of almost breathless discovery, and while they had not become lovers everything was laid out, like a feast, and they were merely arranging the table decorations and putting out the place names, the final little touches, so that when the feast began it would have been a splendid thing, not only satisfying to the baser appetites but to the higher sen.. | Peter Carey | ||
| 455da80 | Oh, you doubtful man, you Peter of little faith, who are moved by each wind and sink easily. You are your- | George Carey Foster | ||
| afcbc44 | Your American, you wouldn't know if you were up yourself. | Peter Carey | ||
| 9dd84c1 | Years later when she was being eccentric, had shed her corset and let her arse spread unhindered by anything but her perpetual dressing gown. | Peter Carey | ||
| 5f0f8b6 | Descartes said that animals were automata. I have always been certain that it was the threat of torture that stopped him saying the same held true for human beings. Neither I nor Matthew had time for souls. That we were intricate chemical machines never diminished our sense of wonder, our reverence for Vermeer and for Monet, our floating bodies in the salty water, our evanescent joy before the dying of the light. | Peter Carey | ||
| 6341179 | The most puzzling thing in the entire encounter occurred at a certain stage very late in the conversation, when she discovered she had been talking to a man. She had the feeling of a dream where things and people transmogrify, characters dissolve from one to the other like tricks in a film, monsters in a bottle. She had the sense, the very distinct sense, of her companion's female gender; she had been pleased to find it, had relaxed into it.. | Peter Carey | ||
| 97a590b | There are problems with the wombat," Nathan Schick said. "I was interested in wombats in '29. I went up to your zoo in Sydney and looked at the wombat. The fellow said you could train them but God, Herbie, no offence... Lee-Anne... but the wombat is not star quality." | Peter Carey | ||
| 21d1a38 | They watched the flying foxes wheel above them, like shadows of thoughts, things so indistinct they would not exist without two witnesses. | Peter Carey | ||
| 6f273c3 | A lot of people are dissatisfied with their jobs. "Theologian" Drew Carey said, "You hate your job? There's a support group for that. It's called everybody. They meet at the bar." A research group affiliated with the University of Chicago recently listed the ten least happy jobs in the world and the ten happiest jobs in the world. What they found was the ten least happy jobs actually were more financially lucrative and offered higher status.. | John Ortberg | ||
| 64b0fa1 | By the way, if you're ever conversing with an actual vampire, do refer to the House of Shadows as Twilight Manor. There's a reason vampires aren't known for their senses of humour. If you accidentally do so, I'd say run, but it's probably already too late. | Jacqueline Carey | ||
| 37b7fa6 | To, co se podvoli, neni vzdycky slabe. | Jacqueline Carey | ||
| f0e0c8a | The world began in ending, and it will end in beginning. | Jacqueline Carey | ||
| 7356eab | Non c'e nulla che non valga la pena sapere. | sapere | Jacqueline Carey | |
| f5d8c58 | It was small consolation, but it would have to do. I squeezed his hand once more, in lieu of things unsaid. "Come on." | Jacqueline Carey | ||
| 7181664 | La genialita ha bisogno di un pubblico. | pubblico | Jacqueline Carey | |
| 91a8a5c | So I leave flowers; spring flowers, then summer flowers. I gather the red and orange and yellow trumpet flowers, for a trumpet is a thing that makes a loud noise like a shout, and I tie their vines together and leave them to shout I love you in a row from Miranda's window-ledge. | Jacqueline Carey | ||
| c3039a1 | And on Sunday we went to the flea market and it was so cool. Nicola said she wanted to look at pictures and fabrics, so Carey and I went to an amazing part, called the Marche Malik, all retro stuff, and I got this denim jacket, it's just gorgeous, got all flowers embroidered on it, so much cooler than some mass-produced thing from Hollister. I'll go and get it.' 'And there we were spending squillions on one from Hollister,' said Bianca, 'so.. | Penny Vincenzi | ||
| c07d1d7 | Carey recalled Tillman turning to him and tapping him on the shoulder. "Look who's coming up the road!" he said incredulously. In a scene straight from a movie, General Douglas MacArthur confidently walked straight up the center of the road, "bullets flying around him." Carey was dumbfounded. As MacArthur walked up to his position, Carey pulled him behind the building. "The general fell over" and stared at the lieutenant, quickly snapping, .. | Patrick K. O'Donnell | ||
| a12244d | one of the most heartbreaking conditions of life on Earth is that most of the animals we love... die so long before we do. | Sy Montgomery | ||
| 0875af6 | hospice. If she is going to take it, she must move today. The doctors still don't understand what is wrong with her, only that her self and her strength are ebbing away, and there seems no stopping it. Wilson's afternoon will be spent getting his wife, with whom he's traveled the world, ready for her final journey. He is making plans himself to move from their large, beautiful home, with its huge kitchen with tiles around the stove and many.. | Sy Montgomery | ||
| 18ae106 | But Christopher obeyed a higher calling: the intoxicating call of green grass and sunshine, the sweet scent of the earth on one of the last days of summer. | Sy Montgomery |