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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 9216a3a | Thus, our ordinary approach to labeling natural things as 'perfect' or 'imperfect' derives "more from prejudice than from true knowledge of those things." | Steven M. Nadler | ||
| a8a2359 | The more each one strives, and is able, to preserve his being, the more he is endowed with virtue | Steven M. Nadler | ||
| 87f208b | It is only when one can transform oneself from this forlorn condition of passivity to something like an active and self-sufficient existence that one can claim to be free, happy, and, ultimately, blessed. | Steven M. Nadler | ||
| 2334855 | many) and | Ruth Rendell | ||
| 2200d04 | ha-ha. Each suite had its own small | Ruth Rendell | ||
| bbd6706 | figure. She was with her more than the other occupants of the house. "You're beginning to get stout, Bertha," she said, using" | Ruth Rendell | ||
| 739c9e4 | SECOND | Ruth Rendell | ||
| ebdf171 | I'd never really | Ruth Rendell | ||
| b7d1d82 | newer here? There were no dense brambles, | Ruth Rendell | ||
| 97211a8 | What | Ruth Rendell | ||
| ad9c44e | Ruth Rendell, Jonathon Kellerman, Len Deighton . . . clever writers, all of them. No romance, or supernatural, or street-level cop novels here. Psychological mysteries. Suspense. Kellerman was even himself a psychologist. Quinn figured the readers of such books got their enjoyment out of trying to outwit the writers. Would Ida or her late husband be the sort to write critical Amazon | John Lutz | ||
| b618e7f | The admonitions of those who seldom remonstrate are more effective than the commands of naggers. | Ruth Rendell | ||
| 54fa086 | selfishness is not living as one wishes to live, it is asking others to live as one wishes to live. | Ruth Rendell | ||
| 35d6a30 | for. One of its headlamps was broken and its chrome rim | Ruth Rendell | ||
| 44b4897 | Don't hate anyone," she had said. "It's quite useless and harms the hater while it does nothing at all to the hated." So" | Ruth Rendell | ||
| 3ae67f4 | black and | Ruth Rendell | ||
| 05709ab | When you get old," she had said on the occasion of her brother Tom's dying, "you don't have much emotion. It goes. At about seventy, I'd say. All those things and people you were passionate about, angry or adoring or longing, they all go, and a kind of dull calm takes over. I" | Ruth Rendell | ||
| 6f8f8e9 | then | Ruth Rendell | ||
| 0cf81c4 | OF | Ruth Rendell | ||
| 1fe54f0 | Ni todas las aguas del mundo pueden apagar el amor, ni los diluvios hundirlo | Ruth Rendell | ||
| d2e7ed6 | As in most cases when the truth becomes clear you wonder how you could ever have seen things differently. | truth | Ruth Rendell | |
| 43c4b96 | It's a mystery how you know what to do, what to say, how to frame a prayer. | Ruth Rendell | ||
| dfcbb89 | book, banging in the full stops until it looked as if he would break his pen. | Ruth Rendell | ||
| 1d2bdce | Caspian burst into gales of laughter. "I suppose you were" | Ruth Rendell | ||
| a32c1cf | hair, oiled and satiny, | Ruth Rendell | ||
| a40b446 | This would be a feather in its cap. | Ruth Rendell | ||
| f2e3f1f | most thumbed | Ruth Rendell | ||
| e694d1a | in a squalid, run-down house in the worst | Ruth Rendell | ||
| ec1b525 | The trouble with psychology," said Wexford epigrammatically, 'is that it doesn't take human nature into account." | Ruth Rendell | ||
| a38e8b1 | scuttled through | Ruth Rendell | ||
| 04d710f | euphoria he felt after | Ruth Rendell | ||
| 424987e | an early harbinger of the winter to come. Stanley | Ruth Rendell | ||
| 0c25a38 | stumped in at ten past ten, wearing a checked windcheater that looked as if it was made from a car rug, | Ruth Rendell | ||
| ee4133a | Forcing the carefully planned lie out with all the casualness he could muster, he said, | Ruth Rendell | ||
| a1d7468 | Stanley looked at him truculently. | Ruth Rendell | ||
| 4d82329 | in case anyone might think I was snooping. | Ruth Rendell | ||
| 231495c | tell them all this? Wexford had no idea. Because | Ruth Rendell | ||
| ec4a9ea | aglow with light from Room | Ruth Rendell | ||
| 06fc5ba | personal affront and, in a way, a desecration | Ruth Rendell | ||
| c680a0b | therapy, a quick assuagement. But there | Ruth Rendell | ||
| 205e89b | were altered and aggrandised by enormous fantasy. | Ruth Rendell | ||
| f27d465 | trickle of water fell between | Ruth Rendell | ||
| 0e74445 | insinuating approach a child molester would use? "If you" | Ruth Rendell | ||
| d7b3ebd | some Haitian gangster-cum-political bigwig. He had seen such characters | Ruth Rendell |