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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| bb26b11 | Old Delhi does not change. It only decays. My students tell me it is a great cemetery, every house a tomb. Nothing but sleeping graves. Now Delhi, they say is different. That is where things happen. The way they describe it, it sounds like a nest of fleas. So much happens there, it must be a jumping place. I never go. Baba never goes. And here, here nothing happens at all. | new-delhi | Anita Desai | |
| 9216808 | She felt she had followed him enough, it had been such an enormous strain, always pushing against her grain, it had drained her of too much strength, now she could only collapse, inevitably collapse. | Anita Desai | ||
| 55b2453 | she used to say she would drown herself in but because she didn't, because she died, after all, in bed, I felt she was still trying to get there. A person needs to choose his death. | Anita Desai | ||
| df773b2 | That was the way life was: it lay so quiet, so still that you put your fingers out to touch it, to stroke it. Then it leapt up and struck you full in the face so that you spun about and spun about, gasping. The flames leapt up all around, rising by inches every minute, rising in rings. | trauma | Anita Desai | |
| de1a58e | Yet for a long time Bim continued to see her, was certain that she saw her: the shrunken little body naked, trailing a torn shred of nightie, a wisp of pubic hair, as she slipped surreptitiously along the hedge, head bent low as if she hoped no one would notice her as she hurried toward the well. Bim would catch her breath and shut her eyes before opening them again to stare wildly at the hedge and find only the tassels of the malaviscus da.. | Anita Desai | ||
| 5ba3aea | Only their efforts to make him talk failed. He would say one word at a time, if pressed, but seemed happier not to and could not be made to repeat a whole line. Gradually, as his family learnt how to anticipate his few needs and how to respond, they ceased to notice his silence--his manner of communication seemed full and rich enough to them: he no more needed to converse than Aunt Mira's cat did. | silence | Anita Desai | |
| f111243 | The well then contained death as it once contained merely water, frogs and harmless floating things. The horror of that death by drowning lived in the area behind the carvanda hedge like a mad relation, a family scandal or a hereditary illness waiting to re-emerge. It was a blot, a black and stinking blot. | Anita Desai | ||
| 41643a6 | Soon they grew tall, soon they grew strong. They wrapped themselves around her, smothering her in leaves and flowers. She laughed at the profusion, the beauty of this little grove that was the whole forest to her, the whole world. If they choked her, if they sucked her dry of substance, she would give in without any sacrifice of will -- it seemed in keeping with nature to do so. In the end they would swarm over her, reach up above her, towe.. | aunt-mira mira-masi | Anita Desai | |
| 30964ec | Everything in the house turned damp; the blue fur of mildew crept furtively over any object left standing for the briefest length of time: shoes, bags, boxes, it consumed them all. The sheets on the bed were clammy when he got between them at night, and the darkness rang with the strident cacophony of the big tree crickets that had been waiting for this, their season. | Anita Desai | ||
| aa24446 | It was not spite or retaliation that made Tara abandon Bim -- it was the spider fear that lurked at the center of the web-world for Tara. Yet she did abandon Bim, it was true that she did. | Anita Desai | ||
| 68a60ff | Her drawing room that morning was much like any comfortable, slightly formal drawing room to be found in country houses throughout England: the paintings, hung on pale yellow walls, were better; the furniture, chintz-covered; the flowers, natural garden bouquets. It was charming. And so was she, as she swooped in from a room beyond. I had never seen pictures of her without any makeup, with just-washed hair and dressed in jeans and a white T.. | Larry King | ||
| 94a88e5 | Resentment is trying to change something that is just what it is. When we can't change it, we resent it. | Paul Burrell | ||
| d21e68d | It was 11 a.m. on one of those hot humid days of her last summer when I arrived at apartments 8 and 9 in Kensington Palace, where the Princess lived. The front door was open so I walked straight in. It took a few minutes before I found her butler, Paul Burrell, who apologized for not greeting me, and showed me to the loo. The walls were hung with cartoons depicting various events in Diana's life (including one of a huge pile of horse dung, .. | Larry King | ||
| 2ace719 | Huguenot party, as the French Protestants were called. The majority of the Parisian populace loathed and feared the Huguenots. Huguenots attacked Catholic churches, destroying precious relics and statues that they claimed were evidence of idolatry; they refused to attend Mass and worked openly to abolish sacred ceremonial processions. | Nancy Goldstone | ||
| e7edde8 | ominous murmur ran through the legion of onlookers, who had heretofore maintained an uncharacteristic silence. Their resentment was palpable. Five days later Coligny was assassinated, and the streets of Paris ran with blood as the entire Huguenot wedding party was hunted down and slaughtered in one of the most infamous episodes in French history, known today as the Saint Bartholomew's Day Massacre. But this horrific mass murder, which claim.. | Nancy Goldstone | ||
| bdbfe1c | He rode into Vassy on March 1, 1562, accompanied by an entourage of two hundred armed knights and found the local Huguenot congregation, numbering some five or six hundred people, including many women and children, conducting its Sunday morning meeting not outside the city walls, as was specified in the Edict of Toleration, but right in town--and, worse, on his property in one of his very own buildings, which they had appropriated without h.. | Nancy Goldstone | ||
| 1d12f27 | Parisians had no doubt that, should the Huguenots succeed in seizing power in France, as it was obvious they were trying to do, the Catholic population would be either forced to convert or suffer annihilation. But | Nancy Goldstone | ||
| 2017e6b | She died early in the morning of February 13, 1662, at the age of sixty-five, one day shy of what would have been her forty-ninth wedding anniversary. | Nancy Goldstone | ||
| a5fe6ed | Men commit injuries either through fear or through hate. | Nancy Goldstone | ||
| e7ea80e | Thus it is ever in Courts," she observed bitterly. "Adversity is solitary, while prosperity dwells in a crowd." | Nancy Goldstone | ||
| 91b6e1b | In twenty cities, or about that number, the godly [Huguenots] have been slaughtered by raging mobs," Calvin noted grimly to his chief disciple, Theodore Beza, in a letter written in May 1561. In Provence, enraged Protestants ransacked Catholic churches and destroyed relics in retaliation." | Nancy Goldstone | ||
| 7d4c1a9 | The day on which he [Epernon] arrives, and so long as he remains, I shall dress myself in garments which I shall never wear again: those of dissimulation and hypocrisy, | Nancy Goldstone | ||
| 92e48f1 | Fortresses may or may not be useful according to the times; if they do good in one way, they do harm in another. | Nancy Goldstone | ||
| ba7cb18 | For solace at this time of sadness and confusion, Marguerite turned to a source that would remain a refuge to her throughout her life: books. | Nancy Goldstone | ||
| 041c9ae | The vast majority of Huguenots supported the king and the royal family and wished to live in peace, he explained. The problem was that the Protestant movement had been more or less hijacked by extremists who desired political power. This radical element was using the general unhappiness with the Guises' governance, and especially with their vicious policy of persecution, to forward their own ambitions. | Nancy Goldstone | ||
| a60e06b | Always. BATTLETECH ERAS The BattleTech universe is a living, vibrant entity that grows each year as more sourcebooks and fiction are published. | William H. Keith Jr. | ||
| 5f55d09 | ruler | William H. Keith Jr. | ||
| 071ada9 | Terran | William H. Keith Jr. | ||
| a87ea0e | looked like a small sea of quicksilver was flowing | William H. Keith Jr. | ||
| 8b34511 | The Advancement and diffusion of knowledge is the only true guardian of liberty. "--James Madison." | William H. Keith Jr. | ||
| 7f3d522 | What cannot be won by force of arms can often be achieved through cunning, deceit, or by a concealed blade slipped into an enemy's back. --Nicolai | William H. Keith Jr. | ||
| d9a4827 | The less government we have the better--the fewer laws, and the less confided power. The antidote to this abuse of formal government is the influence of private character, the growth of the individual. . . . --Politics Ralph Waldo Emerson C.E. 1844 | William H. Keith Jr. | ||
| 44fc8ca | I would forfeit the very surety of my soul to be the man who brings that look upon your face. | Susan Wiggs | ||
| 8f23275 | In jewels and brocades and a whirl of musk, Alice flounced triumphantly out of her chariot, her three little dogs frisking and barking after her. She raised her thickly painted face to the Duke. | Anya Seton | ||
| 9db117f | you're in my blood, in my bones, and in my heart there is naught but you. | Anya Seton | ||
| fcc97df | Wat was a man of action, and his mind darted to practical matters. | Anya Seton | ||
| 753f570 | Caitlin, I was born to worry about you. | Susan Wiggs | ||
| 0a95111 | all cruelty and passion must burn away at last to leave behind them only pity. | Anya Seton | ||
| b47f4d4 | She had not, as yet, enough introspection to realize that part of his fascination for her had arisen from his unpredictability, and her conception of him as a mysterious being from a superior world who had miraculously condescended to desire her. Nor did she realize how tightly she was enmeshed by his physical attraction, a bondage woven not only from the magnetism of his body but from the very fear and pain he caused her | Anya Seton | ||
| aaadc90 | How can he be so cruel to me at times--and then like this? she thought. And again her awakening perceptions gave her the answer. He would hurt her himself, take pleasure in doing so, but he would not allow her to be injured by anyone or anything else | Anya Seton | ||
| ef08431 | Cease, daughter!" said the priest at last in a trembling voice. "I cannot grant absolution, no priest could..." | historical-fiction religion | Anya Seton | |
| 4b43e5b | Nas Gospodin nije rekao da necemo biti izlozeni olujama i jadima, ili da necemo dozivljavati nesrece, nego je rekao: Sve to nece te nadjacati! | Anya Seton | ||
| ef3fcbb | The house of fame, he thought, is built on melting ice, not steel... | Anya Seton | ||
| 25fb4cc | And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares that infest the day Shall fold their tents like the Arabs, And as silently steal away. | Anya Seton |