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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 88c891e | early breasts | Mary Gaitskill | ||
| ea295a6 | She doesn't think that the mean people she knows are the most passionate; they just want to laugh at everything. But then she remembers that she laughed when a boy in class played a joke on an ugly girl and made her cry. | Mary Gaitskill | ||
| 3744fbe | Quando ero piccola mia madre mi lesse una storia su una ragazzina cattiva. La lesse a me e a mia sorella: ce ne stavamo rannicchiate contro il suo corpo sedute sul divano, mentre lei leggeva ad alta voce un libro che teneva sulle ginocchia. La luce della lampada splendeva su di noi, avvolte da una coperta. La ragazza della storia era bella e crudele. Sua madre era povera, percio la mandava a lavorare per una famiglia di persone ricche che l.. | Mary Gaitskill | ||
| 14f23fa | But life can give a lot. If you can't see inside the heart no matter how you look, then why not look? Why not see as much as you can? How is that disrespectful? If you are only given one look, shouldn't you look as fully as you can? | Mary Gaitskill | ||
| 8049248 | Of course, Veronica had a lot of smart cracks stored up. She needed them. When she didn't have them, she was naked and everybody saw. | Mary Gaitskill | ||
| fcd20e7 | The singer's voice is thin and fake, but it's pretty, and somewhere in the fakery is the true sadness of smallness and failure and believing in beautiful things that aren't real because that's the only way to get through. | sadness singer-s-voice singer singing | Mary Gaitskill | |
| 9a1bcc1 | girl, | Mary Gaitskill | ||
| f77b32f | feel like the bright past is coming through the gray present and I want to look at it one more time. | Mary Gaitskill | ||
| 81e5157 | I loved them like you love your hand or your liver, without thinking about it or even being able to see it. But my music made that fleshly love feel dull and dumb, deep, slow, and heavy as stone. Come, said the music, to joy and speed and secret endlessness, where everything tumbles together and attachments are not made of sad flesh. | Mary Gaitskill | ||
| d95e498 | They say dogs are man's best friend," he said. "But horses are man's best slave." | slave horses | Mary Gaitskill | |
| a30229e | Today I'm Yours." It was a crude and romantic song. But human feeling is crude and romantic." | Mary Gaitskill | ||
| 4b830ad | She was starved hurting limbs. | Mary Gaitskill | ||
| bb0ef0a | But prettiness is always about pleasing people. When you stop being pretty, you don't have to do that anymore. I don't have to do that anymore. It's my show now. | Mary Gaitskill | ||
| bd280a9 | Valiantly, he tried to bring his soul to life in the small thing through which it had to live, and it was crushed, again and again. | Mary Gaitskill | ||
| 190abd9 | I watched voyeuristically, knowing I was peeping at people in the middle of a collective dream. I imagined myself among them, part of the regimental dance, the teacher's rosy heat, the huge mobile hope of happiness and vitality. And as I watched, it suddenly occurred to me I had been merely watching the world all my life. | Mary Gaitskill | ||
| 87abee7 | Ho fatto cose che sembrano autodistruttive tutta la vita. Ma in realta non avevo nessuna intenzione di distruggermi. Ho sempre saputo dov'era il limite. Fino ad ora. | Mary Gaitskill | ||
| 097c932 | He looks like somebody wandering in a dark maze, clutching his little bit of goodness, knowing it's all he's got but not remembering what it is or how to use it. | Mary Gaitskill | ||
| 243122a | Maybe it would be better to hold her winglike shadow safe in the lock of his memory than to touch the breathing girl and lose her. | Mary Gaitskill | ||
| a261a29 | I left the sadomasochist dump with a girl from the south of France named Simone. She was wearing a tight blue dress with red wine spilled down the front of it. She was so drunk, she didn't care. "Fuck it," she kept saying in English, "you know?" The tattooed doorman called out an endearment to us as we emerged for his cave... We linked arms and walked. Simone was talking about her new boyfriend, but I didn't listen. I was thinking about Lis.. | Mary Gaitskill | ||
| f195234 | To be believed, you had to have the support of the Somebodies | Caroline B. Cooney | ||
| b9cafc8 | Where do they go, Sophie, those younger selves of ours? How do they vanish and dissolve?' 'They don't,' I said. 'They're with us always, like little shadows, ghosting us through life. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 8ba2098 | You have a very lovely and unusual name. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 70f39cd | in reality it was escape she wanted, escape from her own self-- | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 68d7019 | There was something strangely peaceful about the house, something very rare and difficult to define. It was like a house in an old tale, discovered by the hero one evening in midsummer. In the tale there would be strands of ivy clustering the walls, and barring the entrance and the house itself would have slept for a thousand years. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| b6572d2 | He was my secret property. Preserved for me alone... | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| cc8474e | You're all wounded and hurt and torn inside. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 0ce1f49 | The relief was tremendous. I did not feel sick anymore. The pain had gone...I had no idea I was so empty. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| f52c5c7 | No. Te estoy proponiendo que te cases conmigo, pequena tontaina. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 3e50521 | I scanned the criticisms of recent books to see if there were any that resembled mine. I resented them all; it seemed to me too many people wrote in England, too many people had ideas. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| df7f6b9 | My aunt, who disapproved of gaiety on principle, made a moue of disdain. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 109a25c | It is all very simple really. There are no dark problems about it. I have no grudge against society, no bitter hatred of my fellow-men. It just happens that the problems of piracy interest me, suit my particular bent of thought. It is not just a matter of brutality and bloodshed, you know. The organization takes many hours of many days, every detail of a landing has to be thought out, and prepared. I hate disorder, or any slipshod method of.. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 4ef01ba | Now you are here, let me show you everything," she said, her voice ingratiating and sweet as honey, horrible, false, "I know you want to see it all, you've wanted to for a long time, and you were too shy to ask. It's a lovely room, isn't it? The loveliest room you have ever seen." | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 94ac08f | But you. I can't forget what it has done to you. I was looking at you, thinking of nothing else through lunch. It's gone forever, that funny, young, lost look that I loved. It won't come back again. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| eb8efa1 | If you think I'm one of those people who try to be funny at breakfast you're wrong. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| dd0e6ef | his warm eyes that made her heart feel daft like a bleating sheep | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 866c366 | Tall and dark she was. She gave you the feeling of a snake. I seen her here with me own eyes. By night she'd come. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| b5141f0 | khwshbkhty chyzy nyst khh btwn SHb an shd. khwshbkhty bh chgwnh ndyshydn w Hlt rwny m bstgy drd. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 0f7309a | Women have served all these centuries as looking glasses possessing the magic and delicious power of reflecting the figure of man at twice its natural size. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| dedb1ab | byd bwr khrd lHZh y azmysh bry tmm mwjwdt fr myrsd. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| ad5c3b1 | The other Dona was dead too, and this woman who had taken her place was someone who lived with greater intensity, with greater depth, bringing to every thought and every action a new richness of feeling, and an appreciation, half sensuous in its quality, of all the little things that came to make her day. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| d73e6db | There was nothing for it but to sit in my usual place beside Mrs. Van Hopper while she, like a large, complacent spider, spun her wide net of tedium about the stranger's person." I think I've met Mrs. Van Hopper on numerous occasions." | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 2575283 | they followed strange laws of which we could know nothing, they obeyed the tangled orders of their own subconscious minds. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 397d213 | The poet's insight into the unchanging spirit of humanity...." "Insight" was a good word. My father was great on insight. I had lived with him for twenty years and I ought to know. "His intimate understanding of the deep unspoken desires that lie sleeping in the breast of every one of us...." So the papers said. I thought of him turning his eyes upon me in the dining room at home: "Yes, Richard must bicycle into Lessington." Intimate unders.. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| e967738 | The children left him and ran. A pathway led up through the close sapling oaks, and almost at the top of the ascent they encountered Mrs. Lewarne--Linnet. She too had a basket on her arm. Now Johnny might believe in fairies and suchlike, but to Mary Mrs. Lewarne was a vision of all things desirable in grown-up life--beauty, grace, carriage, a sweet commanding voice, the true accent, clothes, and all delicate appanages of wealth--everything .. | Daphne du Maurier |