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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 532ecd4 | To surprise the enemy is to defeat him. | Alexander Suvorov | ||
| bb4efb7 | Hindus, in their capacity for love, are indeed hairless Christians, just as Muslims, in the way they see God in everything, are bearded Hindus, and Christians, in their devotion to God, are hat-wearing Muslims. | Yann Martel | ||
| 060ad87 | Judgment of eye, speed and attack are the basis of victory. | Alexander Suvorov | ||
| 96e81b5 | Eukko tarjoilee jattilaiselle haran. Kokonaisen haran. Jattilainen: Eukko: Jattilainen: Eukko: Jattilainen: | jaakko-ja-pavunvarsi jättiläiset kuluttaminen mainonta ruoka sadut | Michael Cunningham | |
| 79275de | Then the feeling moves on. It does not collapse; it is not whisked away. It simply moves on, like a train that stops at a small country station, stands for a while, and then continues out of sight. | feelings | Michael Cunningham | |
| 2b5eb29 | He needs a looser association. He needs something that implies a man who wants the ice shard to remain in his chest, who's learned to love the sensation of being pierced. | heartache loss love mourning pain sorrow suffering | Michael Cunningham | |
| 5972938 | The two oldest professions in the world -- ruined by amateurs. | Alexander Woollcott | ||
| 23910f8 | He thinks with distracted affection of himself, the young Louis Waters, who spent his youth trying to live with Richard, who was variously flattered and enraged by Richard's indefatigable worship of his arms and his ass, and who left Richard finally, forever, after a fight in the train station in Rome (had it been specifically about the letter Richard received from Clarissa, or about Louis's more general sense of exhausted interest in being.. | Michael Cunningham | ||
| 7f2b623 | you." "Likewise." They shake hands, head back to the elevator. Groff" -- | Michael Cunningham | ||
| 9366b23 | She'd never imagined it like this -- when she'd thought of someone (a woman like herself ) losing her mind, she'd imagined shrieks and wails, hallucinations; but at that moment it had seemed clear that there was another way, far quieter; a way that was numb and hopeless, flat, so much so that an emotion as strong as sorrow would have been a relief. | Michael Cunningham | ||
| 9f1e668 | Prosim, Boze, sesli mi neco, co bych mohl zboznovat. | Michael Cunningham | ||
| 8f1574e | Hayalperestler, ileri gorusluler nerede, peki? Hepsini uyusturuculara ve kirilan heveslere mi kurban verdik? | Michael Cunningham | ||
| 7107749 | He demands that his mother pick him up so he can see the soldiers better; so he will be more visible to them. All this enters the bridge, resounds through its wood and stone, and enters Virginia's body. Her face, pressed sideways to the piling, absorbs it all: the truck and the soldiers, the mother and the child. | Michael Cunningham | ||
| f2c9898 | Sim, pensa Clarissa, esta na hora deste dia acabar. Nos damos nossas festas; abandonamos nossas familias para viver no Canada; nos nos digladiamos para escrever livros que nao mudam o mundo, a despeito de nossos dons e de nossos imensos esforcos, nossas esperancas mais extravagantes. Vivemos nossas vidas, fazemos nossas coisas, depois dormimos - e simples assim, comum assim. Alguns se atiram da janela, outros se afogam, tomam pilulas; muito.. | happiness inspiration life | Michael Cunningham | |
| 51a031a | Dunyada en cok istedigi sey, o olmayan ama tipatip onun gibi olan, yardimsever bir diktatorun idaresinde yasamakti - ulkeyi gercekten o (kendisi) yonetseydi, karsi cikma, elestirme hakkindan vazgecmesi gerekecekti; eh, itiraz hakki elinden alindigi an geriye ne kalirdi ondan? | Michael Cunningham | ||
| 05faa0b | Richard kurnazca gulumsuyor. 'Ah su ugurlu isaretler,' diyor, 'onlara inaniyor musun? Bize bu kadar onem verildigini mi dusunuyorsun? Bizimle bu kadar ilgilenildigini mi dusunuyorsunuz? Ah, oyle olsa harika olmaz miydi? Eh, belki de oyledir. | Michael Cunningham | ||
| d2e34f5 | She always surprises you this way, by knowing more than you think she does. Louis wonders if they're calculated, these little demonstrations of self-knowledge that pepper Clarissa's wise, hostessy performance. She seems, at times, to have read your thoughts. She disarms you by saying, essentially, I know what you're thinking and I agree, I'm ridiculous, I'm far less than I could have been and I'd like it to be otherwise but I can't seem to .. | Michael Cunningham | ||
| d558585 | Here they are, this once-prosperous couple, shocked, altered, dragged before the seat of the conqueror who'd promised it was only the servants and petty thieves who'd suffer. | Michael Cunningham | ||
| 5ce029d | It's remarkable, being alive. Being, once again, someone walking through a dust of blowing snow... | Michael Cunningham | ||
| e225a86 | I used to want to be a cheerleader," I told them. "Before I decided to just go to hell." | Michael Cunningham | ||
| 3ced8e9 | There were no weapons of mass destruction. And we bombed them anyway. And, by the way he's destroyed the economy. He's squandered something in the neighborhood of a trillion dollars. It seems impossible to Tyler that that might not matter. It drives him insane. | bush economy election george-w-bush insanity politics president w war weapons-of-mass-destruction | Michael Cunningham | |
| 158b396 | A znaesh', esli kazat'sia ne tem, kto ty est' na samom dele, mozhno poluchit' ne tu rabotu, ne tekh druzei, bog znaet chto eshche. Ne svoiu zhizn'. | Michael Cunningham | ||
| 7cde3ed | Do you ever think? What? They were lying together on the sofa that had always been there, the crappy beat-up biscuit-colored sofa that was managing, as best it could, its promotion from threadbare junk to holy artifact. You know. What if I don't know? You fucking do. Okay, yeah. Yes. I, too, wonder if Dad worried so much about every single little goddamned thing . . . That he summoned it. Thanks. I couldn't say it. That some god or goddess.. | brothers connection family life mates partner relationship siblings | Michael Cunningham | |
| bb3ff76 | These spasms of emotion take him constantly. A song can do it; even the sight of an old dog. They pass. They usually pass. This time, though, tears start falling from his eyes almost before he knows it will happen, and for a moment a compartment of his being (the same compartment that counts steps, sips, claps) says to itself, He's crying, how strange. Louis leans forward, puts his face in his hands. He sobs. | Michael Cunningham | ||
| df93baf | There is so little love in the world. | Michael Cunningham | ||
| f3d871c | We never fight. It's true. They bicker, they sulk, but they never explode, never shout or weep, never break a dish. It has always seemed that they haven't fought yet; that they're still too new for all out war; that whole unexplored continents lie ahead once they've worked their way through their initial negotiations and feel sufficiently certain in each other's company to really let loose. What could she have been thinking? She and Sally w.. | Michael Cunningham | ||
| 77dcca4 | He pours himself more coffee, draws out a final, really final, line on the tabletop. Maybe he's just not ... awake enough to be gifted. Maybe one day, why not today, he'll bust out of his lifelong drowse. | Michael Cunningham | ||
| ebfb349 | Gratitude is the only appropriate response to everything that happens. | Michael Cunningham | ||
| 0721ef9 | Yes, she thinks, this probably how it must feel to be a ghost. It's a little like reading, isn't it--that same sensation of knowing people, settings, situations, without playing any particular part beyond that of the willing observer. | Michael Cunningham | ||
| 845bf0a | Non e un fallimento, si dice. Non e un fallimento essere in queste stanze, nella tua pelle, a tagliare i gambi dei fiori. Non e un fallimento, ma ti chiede qualcosa: ti chiede uno sforzo; semplicemente essere, ed essere grata; essere felice (terribile parola). | Michael Cunningham | ||
| 3910059 | She could, she thinks, have entered another world. She could have had a life as potent and dangerous as literature itself. | Michael Cunningham | ||
| 82217a8 | But there are still the hours, aren't there? One and then another, and you get through that one and then, my god, there's another. I'm so sick. | inevitable-law-of-life time | Michael Cunningham | |
| 9a17e98 | In heaven, Lucas would be beautiful. He'd speak a language everyone understood. | Michael Cunningham | ||
| d9b66e7 | Were you relieved, maybe just a little, when they lifted you up (you weighed almost nothing by then) and shoved you into the oven? Did it seem unanticipated but right, somehow - did it strike you as satisfying, as a fate finally realized - when they slammed the door behind you? | fairy-tale | Michael Cunningham | |
| 9dc8cb9 | Esto, piensa Virginia, es el autentico logro; lo que sobrevivira despues de que se haya marchitado el oropel de los experimentos narrativos | Michael Cunningham | ||
| 28beaf1 | Roddy outgunned Cunningham in the brain department. He hung | Michael McGarrity | ||
| c92001f | LONG POINT LIGHT Long Point's apparitional this warm spring morning, the strand a blur of sandy light, and the square white of the lighthouse--separated from us by the bay's ultramarine as if it were nowhere we could ever go--gleams like a tower's ghost, hazing into the rinsed blue of March, our last outpost in the huge indetermination of sea. It seems cheerful enough, in the strengthening sunlight, fixed point accompanying our walk.. | Michael Cunningham | ||
| f0a122e | I was still struggling to invent an alternate version of myself, someone proud and unflinching who could gaze levelly at his father and tell him his last secrets. I wanted him to know me; to have seen me. I'd been waiting until I was settled and fulfilled, so as to present myself in terms of a happiness he might understand. | Michael Cunningham | ||
| 3394060 | I've been just wondering lately, if this is, you know, it. An apartment and a steady job and some people to love. What more could I want? | Michael Cunningham | ||
| bb92b64 | I was not beautiful, but I believed I had the possibility of beauty in me. | Michael Cunningham | ||
| 1caa31b | Nemohol som povedat, ze som stastny. Nebolo to take jednoduche ako stastie. Bol som len pritomny, azda prvy raz za svoju dospelost. Ta chvila nebola nicim vynimocna. Ale mal som tu chvilu a mal som ju uplne. Prebyvala vo mne. Uvedomil som si, ze aj ked umriem, aspon som spoznal toto:spojenie s vlastnym zivotom, s jeho chybami a ironickymi uspechmi. | Michael Cunningham | ||
| 160c82a | from Labor Day through Halloween, the place is almost unbearably beautiful. The air during these weeks seems less like ether and more like a semisolid, clear and yet dense somehow, as if it were filled with the finest imaginable golden pollen. The sky tends toward brilliant ice-blue, and every thing and being is invested with a soft, gold-ish glow. Tin cans look good in this light; discarded shopping bags do. I'm not poet enough to tell you.. | Michael Cunningham | ||
| ee9f5fa | I sometimes wonder how you live with such a modest sense of romance," Barrett says. "Superstition and romance are not the same thing." | Michael Cunningham | ||
| de09c29 | That may have been when they took their vows: We are no longer siblings, we are mates, starship survivors, a two-man crew wandering the crags and crevices of a planet that may not be inhabited by anyone but us. | Michael Cunningham |