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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 80e6e82 | He may very likely be the reincarnated spirit of the murderer and philologist Eugene Aram, whose terrible actions and personality are referenced in the literary works of Hood, Wills, Orwell, and P. G. Wodehouse. | Azareen Van der Vliet Oloomi | ||
| aa7cf29 | You don't need a hat to tax a man with stealing a pig,' said the Hon. Galahad, who was well versed in the manners and rules of good society. | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| f005b91 | But lots of fellows have asked me who my tailor is." "Doubtless in order to avoid him, sir." | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| 9afbfa3 | There are certain moments in life when words are not needed. I looked at Biffy, Biffy looked at me. A perfect understanding linked our two souls. "?" "!" | jeeves p-g-wodehouse | P.G. Wodehouse | |
| 293cd3e | I suppose I must be one of the neurotic younger generation you read about in the papers nowadays, because it was pretty plain within half a second that I wasn't strong and I wasn't phlegmatic. | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| a419fa9 | My God, man!" I gargled. "The cravat! The gent's neckwear! Why? For what reason?" | fashion neckwear ties | P. G. Wodehouse | |
| 1068052 | If there were more men like you, Mr. Wooster, London would be a better place." This was dead opposite to my Aunt Agatha's philosophy of life, she always having rather given me to understand that it is the presence in it of chappies like me that makes London more or less of a plague spot; but I let it go." | family london philosophy-of-life | P. G. Wodehouse | |
| 3d2d317 | The gods are business-like. They sell; they do not give. And for what they sell they demand a heavy price. We may buy life of them in many ways; with our honour, our health, our independence, our happiness; with our brains or with our hands. But somehow or other, in whatever currency we may choose to pay it, the price must be paid. | p-g-wodehouse wodehouse | P.G. Wodehouse | |
| 01e0b3e | Humour, if one looks into it, is principally a matter of retrospect. | humour p-g-wodehouse theprinceandbetty wodehouse | P.G. Wodehouse | |
| 9aa7a92 | I eluded them, therefore, with no great expenditure of physical effort, but I would be deceiving my public if I said that I was enjoying the episode. It offends one's pride when one has to leap like a lamb in Springtime at the bidding of an elderly little Gawd-help-us with whom it is impossible to reason. | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| 38c28bc | The Problem of Life seemed to him to be solved. He looked on down the years, and he could see no troubles there of any kind whatsoever. Reason suggested that there were probably one or two knocking about somewhere, but this was no time to think of them. He examined the future, and found it good. | optimism psmith the-future | P.G. Wodehouse | |
| 46ab0ec | Most of the Underhills came into the world looking as though they meant to drive their way through life like a wedge. | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| d097ba0 | I had forgotten you were a bird-watcher till you reminded me just now. You went in for it at Oxford, I remember. It isn't a thing I would care to do myself. Not," I hastened to add, "that I've anything against bird-watching. Must be most interesting, besides keeping you" - I was about to say "out of the public houses" but thought it better to change it to "out in the open air". "What's the procedure?" I went on. "I suppose you lurk in a bus.. | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| 705eaff | The world is full of men who ought never to shave their upper lip, and Blair Eggleston was one of them. Coming out into the open, as it were, like this, he had revealed himself the possessor of a not very good mouth. A peevish mouth. The sort of mouth that bred doubts in a girl. | moustache-quotes | P.G. Wodehouse | |
| cdad38a | I am life which wants to live admidst of lives that want to live. | Albert Schweitzer | ||
| ecb60b7 | Life, he knew, had meaning and was fully possessed only as it was remembered and reshaped. | memory | Jane Hamilton | |
| 5d7718d | The law of thermodynamics, you know, the idea that nothing is lost, that a loss in one area equals a gain in the other, was actually not invented by scientists but by the people who write redemptive fiction. [...] Actually, in real life, we lose things all the time and they're gone. Lost, period. | Jane Hamilton | ||
| fb96ab9 | He thought there must be a place, like a dead-letter office, where everyone's longing went, yearning that was sent out, day after day. He thought it must collect somewhere, in a dank basement room, the mass of it rising and rising like water, and with no end in sight. | Jane Hamilton | ||
| 9725a2e | I knew that we were two humans, that's all, two humans walking around blindly in the night, looking for a warm hand. | Jane Hamilton | ||
| cda80b3 | read Jane Hamilton's novel A Map of the World, a remarkably conceived piece of fiction | Jamie Langston Turner | ||
| 46dc449 | Ayni sey benim de basima gelmisti. Yaslica bir kadini alabalik nehri ile karistirdigimi hatirladim ve ondan ozur diledim. "Afedersiniz" dedim. "Sizin bir alabalik nehri oldugunuzu sandim." | Richard Brautigan | ||
| 8387c79 | Don't let your hearts grow numb. Stay alert. It is your soul which matters. | Albert Schweitzer | ||
| cc4e11a | Bir gunun olaganustu olabilmesi icin bir seftalinin yettigi bir gecmis zamanda bir yaz gunu, siranin sonunun gelmesini sabirla bekleyen ve seftalilerle dolu posetler tasiyan bir geyik surusuyle birlikte bir ren geyigi istasyonuna dogru yol alan bir trendeydim sanki. | Richard Brautigan | ||
| 9c1c27a | and another little drink wouldn't do us any harm." | Alcoholism | ||
| 6d89349 | chr Sl b "stl" ashn shdm? chr `shqsh shdm? chr? chr? chr? chr `shq khsy shdm khh shns rsydn bh w ykh dr mylywn st? mgr chh gnhy khrdh m khh mstHq chnyn `dhby m?" | Richard Brautigan | ||
| 109ba86 | I hated to interrupt her. I know how much a dream can be worth, but, alas... "Hello." | waking-up | Richard Brautigan | |
| 0c7b1bc | Nereden Gelip Gecer" Bazen pasaportumu cikarir fotografima bakarim (cok iyi degil... vs.) sadece var oldugumu gormek icin Tokyo 12 haziran 1976" | haiku richard-brautigan şiir | Richard Brautigan | |
| 0ba6f72 | She looked so old that she reminded me of a comic book hero of my childhood: The Heap. It was a World War I German pilot who was shot down and lay wounded for months in a bog and was slowly changed by mysterious juices into a 7/8 plant and 1/8 human thing. The Heap walked around like a mound of moldy hay and performed good deeds, and of course bullets had no effect on it. The Heap killed the comic book villains by giving them a great bi.. | Richard Brautigan | ||
| e06a7ce | 273 Page Street, | William Hjortsberg | ||
| 4ec9af0 | Marriage and Money | William Hjortsberg | ||
| 937eafd | Deer Tracks: Beautiful, sobbing high-geared fucking and then to lie silently like deer tracks in the freshly-fallen snow beside | Richard Brautigan | ||
| 5542c47 | I saw Trout Fishing in America Shorty passed out in the front window of a Filipino laundromat. He was sitting in his wheelchair with closed eyes staring out the window. There was a tranquil expression on his face. He almost looked human. He had probably fallen asleep while he was having his brains washed in one of the machines. (from "The Shipping of Trout Fishing in America Shorty to Nelson Algren", page 47)" | Richard Brautigan | ||
| 06b1272 | He created his own Kool-Aid reality and was able to illuminate himself by it. | Richard Brautigan | ||
| 8b81b43 | I like to think (and the sooner the better!) of a cybernetic meadow where mammels and computers live together in mutually programming harmony like pure water touching clear sky. I like to think (right now, please!) of a cybernetic forest filled with pines and electronics where deer stroll peacefully past computers as if they were flowers with spinning blossoms. I like to think (it has to be!) of a cybernetic ecology where we are free of our.. | Richard Brautigan | ||
| 0b03e5e | She was a perfect freeway Mona Lisa. | Richard Brautigan | ||
| b440c61 | You had to be a plumber to fish that creek. | Richard Brautigan | ||
| b5a91bf | U nee byl deviatnadtsatiletnii pes, kotorogo ona gluboko liubila, i pes otvechal na etu liubov' tem, chto ochen' medlenno umiral ot starosti. Kazhdyi den' moi drug prikhodil na rabotu, i pes stanovilsia eshche chutochku mertvee. Vse pristoinye sroki smerti dlia psa uzhe davno proshli, no pes umiral tak dolgo, chto sbilsia s dorogi k smerti. Uvy, ot'ezd veterinara ne reshil osnovnoi problemy psa: on byl tak star, chto smert' stala obrazom zh.. | Richard Brautigan | ||
| c9d3e01 | Donner Party Forsaken, fucking in the cold, eating each other, lost runny noses, complaining all the time like so many | relationships | Richard Brautigan | |
| a7bd8eb | he was leaving for America, often only a place in the mind. | Richard Brautigan | ||
| 1978959 | I walked home past the glass whiskers of the houses, reflecting the downward rushing waterfalls of night. | Richard Brautigan | ||
| ecde2ee | The Return of the Rivers" All the rivers run into the sea; yet the sea is not full; unto the place from whence the rivers come, thither they return again. It is raining today in the mountains. It is a warm green rain with love in its pockets for spring is here, and does not dream of death. Birds happen music like clocks ticking heavens in a land where children love spiders, and let them sleep in their hair. A slow rain sizzles on the river .. | Richard Brautigan | ||
| e852d54 | Bir seyleri surekli asaletle halleden insanlar var. O seylerin ne oldugunun onemi zaten yok. | Richard Brautigan | ||
| 407db65 | Invece di avere soltanto qualche chilometro e talvolta soltanto pochi centimetri tra un problema e l'altro, perche non incrementare la distanza? Sarebbe bello una volta tanto avere 47 chilometri tra un problema e l'altro e magari in 47 chilometri un po' di pace potrebbe spuntare come una giunchiglia in mezzo ai miei problemi. | Richard Brautigan | ||
| cc14d12 | Truth is stranger than fishin | Richard Brautigan |