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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 0dae57f | I don't believe in regret. If you regret things about your life, then I'll bet that you're not paying attention. Regret is just imagining that you know what would have happened if you took that job in California or married your high school sweetheart or just looked one more time before you stepped out into the street...or didn't. But you don't know; you can't possibly know. | Lisa Unger | ||
| 1119433 | it was the dawn of a new day that Birdie prized. It was God's little reminder that no matter how dark the night, the sun always rises. | Lisa Unger | ||
| f88eacd | The choices we made ... These were the right choices. They were positive and proactive. And it was, for a time, good for everyone, most especially our boy. But were these choices really? Or were they reactions? Reactions to something that life had thrown at us, something we didn't choose and didn't want. Is there a difference between reaction and choice? I don't know the answer. | Lisa Unger | ||
| 2b60f67 | wondering why people held on to anger and sadness, gripped it tight, let it dictate the course of their lives, but found it so hard to find and keep love. | Lisa Unger | ||
| f2d486d | He wondered what it would be like to grow up in one place and stay there all your life, to forever be defined by your childhood relationships, to never know if you got to be the person you wanted to be, to always be the person you were when you were young. | Lisa Unger | ||
| ddd8b2e | There was a story Chuck's father used to tell about the boy who spread a rumor against a good doctor in the town where he lived. When the boy went to make amends, the doctor asked him to cut open a feather pillow and let the wind take the feathers away, then to come back the next day. When the boy returned, the doctor asked him to collect all the feathers and put them back in the pillowcase. Of course, it could never be done. Those feathers.. | Lisa Unger | ||
| 6b28af1 | Sometimes it seemed like that was all it was, motherhood--grief and guilt and fear. You said good-bye a little every day--from the minute they left your body until they left your home. | Lisa Unger | ||
| ab5871b | She did love him, in that way that teenage girls love, like a lemming. Which is not love, of course. | Lisa Unger | ||
| e231847 | counseling. She said that grief is not linear. It's not a slow progression forward toward healing, it's a zigzag, a terrible back-and-forth from devastated to okay until finally there are more okay patches and fewer devastated ones. | Lisa Unger | ||
| 37de3e6 | This was what happened. Abused boys became dangerous men. Those around them with a self-preservation instinct--even the people who loved them--started to move away. | Lisa Unger | ||
| 8a0be85 | Maybe it was hereditary, anger. Maybe it lay dormant in boyhood, the disease taking hold in late adolescence. Then it either burned out before any damage was done, or took control. | Lisa Unger | ||
| 122827f | She could push inside or walk away. She could force a conversation, which might turn into a fight. Or just let him come to her when he was ready. She hesitated a moment, conflicted. Then she opted for the latter, moving quietly down the stairs, feeling that strange loneliness again. Uselessness, she thought, was the permanent condition of parenthood. | Lisa Unger | ||
| accad0f | For a while, she'd held on to some illusion of control. And then, right about the time Ricky gave up his afternoon nap, she finally understood that for all the schedules and consistency, the rewards and reprimands, ultimately it's the child who chooses how to behave. It's the parent's responsibility to provide the safe environment, the predictable rules, the loving discipline, and the healthy meals, but ultimately the child has to be the on.. | Lisa Unger | ||
| bfe2022 | Jones still labored under the delusion that he could bend Ricky to his way of thinking, that with anger, hard words, and harsh punishment he could force their son to do and be what he wanted--in spite of all evidence to the contrary. | Lisa Unger | ||
| 506699f | Where I train we smack our palms and knuckles against cinderblocks. This action creates tiny fissures in the bones. When those fissures heal, the bone is stronger. I can put the blade of my palm through a two-by-four. | Lisa Unger | ||
| c675e3e | there were only two ways of being in the world. You either walked through life acting out of love, or you acted out of fear. | Lisa Unger | ||
| da0d323 | The watercolor sky--silver fading to blue fading to black, the high slice of moon and glimmering stars--reminded her that she'd always wanted to paint but didn't know how, was in some ways afraid of the idea of putting brush to canvas, of making a mark that couldn't be erased. The idea that she might create something that was laughable, pitiable, or silly had stopped her from ever taking a class or even buying paints. Foolish. It was foolis.. | Lisa Unger | ||
| cc4923f | My mother always told me that if you're embarrassed by a kindness and don't know what to say, keep it simple. "Thank you." -- | Lisa Unger | ||
| ff564be | Totally different outcomes; we've made totally different choices in our lives. Like I said, how you were raised is part of the big picture. It's one important factor in a million. But in the end, it's not just the big and small events that make you who you are, make your life what it is, it's how you choose to react to them. | Lisa Unger | ||
| d1f78e0 | My dad and I were in the kitchen, bent over the table while he tried to help me with my trigonometry homework--which, PS, addled my brain and has yet in life to reveal its practical application. | Lisa Unger | ||
| e932a60 | Is there anyone dearer than the children of people you love, especially when you don't have your own? | infertility love | Lisa Unger | |
| 4bdcfd4 | They were eager to get rid of me at Mount Sinai Hospital. I had only a "catastrophic" health insurance policy (private insurance is expensive and I never get sick) and there was some debate over whether hitting your head on a sidewalk after passing out from what amounts to a panic attack was exactly catastrophic. There was some debate over the meaning of the word and whether it was the incident or the result of the incident that had to be l.. | Lisa Unger | ||
| e83324b | There are so few silent spaces in this modern world; I have learned to relish the gift of insomnia. | Lisa Unger | ||
| a303644 | How can you desire someone who hurts you? How can you miss him so much your body aches? Maybe not him, the man he actually was, but the man I thought he was. We cling to our ideas of people, don't we? We hold on tight even when all evidence points to something else. | Lisa Unger | ||
| 7c66b84 | Knowledge of the earth's magnetic fields of force may have been universal in ancient times and considered so important to the human condition that men spent years of their lives in hard labor charting those fields and erecting huge monuments along them. | John A. Keel | ||
| 652ab8c | The UFO lore is populated with mysterious visitors claiming inordinately common names like Smith, Jones, Kelly, Allen, and Brown. | John A. Keel | ||
| cd8708a | The main information passed along to contactees is simply that the human body provides a host for a fragment of this undefinable soul energy. The major religions have been telling us this for thousands of years, pointing out that the human race supplies the shells for souls. Man's ego has demanded that he embellish this truth by adding the belief that his pitiful personality is worthy of preservation and that his memories and personality go.. | John A. Keel | ||
| 9431e32 | The human race is being reprogrammed. Young people everywhere suddenly became pacifists in the 1960s after a millennium of violence. Our world was invaded, but not by the hordes of Martians and Venusians envisioned by the flying-saucer believers. We were invaded by new ideas and a new inner structure that would help guide us to the anticipated crises of the 1990s. | John A. Keel | ||
| 251d68a | book, In the Name of Science, Martin Gardner defines the characteristics of the common crank or pseudoscientist. | John A. Keel | ||
| 087dfe8 | England's Flying Saucer Review, | John A. Keel | ||
| 43c6962 | If you had dared to suggest one hundred years ago that God and the devil were in cahoots, you would he invited to attend a barbecue in the public square, and you would be the barbecuee. But today it is apparent that the same force that answers some prayers also causes it to rain anchovies and is behind everything from sea serpents to flying saucers. It distorts our reality whimsically, perhaps out of boredom, or perhaps because it is a litt.. | John A. Keel | ||
| 16a86d8 | We believe our history books. In fact, many millions of people still cling to the thoroughly discredited religious belief that mankind is only four thousand years old. Science labors to ignore the mounting evidence that we may not be the only intelligent life form on this planet. | John A. Keel | ||
| beabf81 | modern Mercator grid system was | John A. Keel | ||
| db2dfa1 | in the heart of the city? Mr. Gordon Creighton, | John A. Keel | ||
| 8c37092 | If you could look far enough into the empty sky, you would be able to see the back of your own head. | John A. Keel | ||
| 0dc566a | Forbidden" books on black magic, witchcraft, and ancient religious beliefs all describe this basic materialization process, including solemn warnings to avert the eyes when you materialize an angel or demon through some secret rite lest you suffer from conjunctivitis and the other painful maladies produced by the rays of the EM spectrum. All mythology tells how one should not gaze upon the countenance of a materialized god. Although they la.. | John A. Keel | ||
| 8c706ed | scores of scientists working in widely separated unrelated disciplines are crossing the threshold into the world of ancient science. We call it progress, but Merlin will have the last laugh. Science is inching into magic, and the science of the twenty-first century will probably be nothing more than a revival of alchemy. In | John A. Keel | ||
| 39ed2b5 | Things were rough all over, but it was better that way. That way you could tell the other guy was human too." "Sixteen years on the streets and you can learn a lot. But all the wrong things, not the things you want to learn. Sixteen years on the streets and you see a lot. But all the wrong sights, not the things you want to see." | S.E. Hinton | ||
| b1e4550 | happy-go-lucky | S.E. Hinton | ||
| 3355fdd | En el campo... En el campo... Me encantaba el campo. Queria estar lejos de las ciudades, lejos de la excitacion. Solo me apetecia tumbarme de espaldas bajo un arbol y leer un libro o dibujar, y dejar de preocuparme porque me asaltaran, dejar de llevar una faca o terminar casado con alguna fulana como una cabra. Asi debia de ser el campo, pense ensonadoramente. | fantasía paraiso utopia | S.E. Hinton | |
| 03e2500 | Dally didn't die a hero. He died violent and young and desperate, just like we all knew he'd die someday. Just like Tim Shepard and Curly Shepard and the Brumly boys and the other guys we knew would die someday. But Johnny was right. He died gallant. | S.E. Hinton | ||
| 73918e2 | What's a nice, smart kid like you running around with trash like that for? | S.E. Hinton | ||
| 8fd9da7 | Quiero decir, joder, Johnny, tienes a toda la pandilla. --No es lo mismo que tener a los tuyos cuidandote --dijo Johnny simplemente--. Es que no es lo mismo. | S.E. Hinton | ||
| 3737a44 | She kind of shrugged. "I could just tell. I'll bet you watch sunsets, too." She was quiet for a minute after I nodded. "I used to watch them, too, before I got so busy." | S.E. Hinton |