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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 4c9d996 | Nahuseresh had attributed her reluctance to an entirely understandable female timidity. He didn't seem to understand that the people of Eddis had very little to do all winter beyond develop superior artisan skills and train for war. | Megan Whalen Turner | ||
| cd2868d | He shrugged. "We all spend our time under the sign of the idiot," he said, and the matter seemed settled, at least as far as he was concerned." | Megan Whalen Turner | ||
| 0ca7d62 | Bildung | Paul Cronin | ||
| 9c33c23 | Whenever things go wrong, the first casualty is always hope. It is fragile, like rare cut glass. We can lose it so easily. St. Paul tells us that, for those who follow Christ, there is someone who protects and saves our hope; the Father of Jesus. St. Paul tells us that our hope is safe with God. It is well beyond any damage that can be afflicted by human disaster or natural cataclysm. God truly holds our hope and guards it. - Father Harry C.. | Diane Allen | ||
| 54a59e1 | The Catalogue of Dwarfs" from the Icelandic Poetic Edda, an extraordinary collection of Old Norse poems compiled in the fourteenth century and probably handed down, in the oral tradition, a thousand years earlier." | Paul Cronin | ||
| 3d54e7b | probity | Peter Mayle | ||
| bfca8d7 | Cavaillon--which, as any Provencal will tell you, is the "melon capital of the world"--with" | Peter Mayle | ||
| f920557 | The town maps in the 1939 [Michelin] guide were so accurate they were used by the Allied forces in 1944 during the liberation of France. | Peter Mayle | ||
| 7364c57 | Out here in the country there was no avoiding the direct link between death and dinner, | Peter Mayle | ||
| 46021e7 | We might treat a rabbit as a pet or become emotionally attached to a goose, but we had come from cities and supermarkets, where flesh was hygienically distanced from any resemblance to living creatures. A shrink-wrapped pork chop has a sanitized, abstract appearance that has nothing whatever to do with the warm, mucky bulk of a pig. Out here in the country there was no avoiding the direct link between death and dinner. | veganism vegetarianism meat | Peter Mayle | |
| c981ce9 | Dar, bineinteles, spusese el, se stie ca englezii isi omoara mieii de doua ori: o data cand ii taie si a doua oara cand ii gatesc. | Peter Mayle | ||
| 6ffded0 | Gu himself presides over the room- a genial, noisy man with the widest, jauntiest, must luxuriant and ambitious mustache I have ever seen, permanently fighting gravity and the razor in its attempts to make contact with Gu's eyebrows. | Peter Mayle | ||
| 2582a2e | And then there is the most self-indulgent truffle recipe of all, which a friend claims is the closest thing on earth to having heaven in your mouth. You start with a generous slice of foie gras, and place it on a sheet of tinfoil. You then place your truffle on the foie gras and put it in the oven, where the truffle gradually sinks into the melting foie gras. The complex, slightly earthy taste of the truffle and the unctuous coating of foie.. | Peter Mayle | ||
| 0c16c5e | the demented clatter-like nuts and bolts trying to escape from a biscuit tin-of the small Citroen van that every farmer drives home at lunchtime... | Peter Mayle | ||
| 5df4d24 | As Christians, we should spread the love of Christ. If we do our job right, we'll create people who don't want to do wrong. | Michel Faber | ||
| 0d401bc | puerile passion. | Julie Orringer | ||
| 4eaebbc | Still, he could feel a fine cord stretched between them, a thin luminous fiber that ran from his chest all the way across the continent and forked into theirs. Never before had he lived through a fever without his mother; when he'd been sick in Debrecen she'd taken the train to be with him. Never had he finished a year at school without knowing that soon he'd be home with his father, working beside him in the lumberyard and walking through .. | Julie Orringer | ||
| 5170250 | He could almost see insider her that unnameable thing that had remained the same through all of it: her I, her very life. It seemed so small, a mustard seed with one rootlet shit deep into the earth, strong and fragile at once. But it was all there needed to be. It was everything. She had given it to him, and now he held it in his hands | Julie Orringer | ||
| dee771b | Here in his arms was the girl who had lived in the house near the Varosliget, the young dancer who had loved Sandor Goldstein, the woman who loved him now. He could almost see insider her that unnameable thing that had remained the same through all of it: her I, her very life. It seemed so small, a mustard seed with one rootlet shit deep into the earth, strong and fragile at once. But it was all there needed to be. It was everything. She ha.. | Julie Orringer | ||
| 773a0d6 | The [bird's] nest with its streamers was a final unbidden touch: It was what human hands had not brought to the building, and could not remove. It was like love, he thought, this crumbling chapel: It had been complicated, and thereby perfected, by what time had done to it. | nest | Julie Orringer | |
| a47bf0a | with her husband as she | Julie Orringer | ||
| baea7be | Gide, | Julie Orringer | ||
| 40d3a16 | The names of the list mean something. Every one. They mean something to me." "Everyone means something to someone." | names ww2 | Julie Orringer | |
| 6fd863b | At times, circumstances conspire to make us believe the lies we tell ourselves. Everything- the weather, the season, the fall of light- sets the stage for our play; we find ourselves, instead of acting, becoming the characters, moving into a reality in which we're inseparable from our roles. | life circumstances | Julie Orringer | |
| 4bcbcec | It all seemed grossly unfair. He wanted nothing at all to change | unfairness-of-life | Julie Orringer | |
| 17a39ab | How astounding, Andras thought, that a ship that size could shrink to the size of a house, and then to the size of a car; the size of a desk, a book, a shoe, a walnut, a grain of rice, a grain of sand. How astounding that the largest thing he'd ever seen was still no match for the diminishing effect of distance. It made him aware of his own smallness in the world, his insignificance in the face of what might come, and for a moment his chest.. | Julie Orringer | ||
| 4db2796 | One and a half million Jewish men and women and children: How was anyone to understand a number like that? Andras knew it took three thousand to fill the seats of the Dohany Street Synagogue. To accommodate a million and a half, one would have had to replicate that building, its arches and domes, its Moorish interior, its balcony, its dark wooden pews and gilded art, five hundred times. And then to envision each of those five hundred synago.. | Julie Orringer | ||
| 5a8596b | me to Munkaszolgalat websites | Julie Orringer | ||
| b3fc9f3 | Judaism offered no Shivah for lost love. There was no Kaddish to say, no candle to burn...no injunction against listening to music or going to work. | Julie Orringer | ||
| 64100ed | Willingly Andras followed him into the curved halls of calculus, where the problem of Madame Morgenstern could not exist because it could not be described by an equation. | Julie Orringer | ||
| 2c5f130 | He grieved too, Klara said, for the loss of a certain idea of himself. | love relatable-quotes wwii | Julie Orringer | |
| c32f25e | How astounding that the largest thing he'd ever seen was still no match for the diminishing effect of distance. It made him aware of his own smallness in the world, his insignificance in the face of what might come, and for a moment his chest felt light with panic. | love relatable-quotes wwii | Julie Orringer | |
| fbf7a46 | It seemed a miracle that any man who loved a woman might be loved by her in return. | Julie Orringer | ||
| f615b73 | Life, oblivious to his grief, continued | wwii lost-love paris | Julie Orringer | |
| a23e3ed | This is the Centre Americain de Secours. What is more American than wild hope? | hope | Julie Orringer | |
| af323b1 | But was it cowardice to call out a lie, to insist on truth? | truth lie | Julie Orringer | |
| 79601b1 | It's no small matter to cross an ocean,"Chagall said. "More can be lost than canvas and paint. An artist must bear witness, Monsieur Fry. He cannot turn away, even if he wished to." "An artist cannot bear witness if he's dead." | ww2-holocaust | Julie Orringer | |
| 6e7e50f | God asks the most of those he loves best. | Julie Orringer | ||
| 39b7bd4 | Billy's one and only moment of candor was when I parked him in front of my computer to play a game. He took one look at the Noah's Ark display and his whole face flinched like someone had hit him. He told me that the snow leopard is extinct. The last surviving specimen died in a zoo a few weeks back. "The snow leopard was my favorite," he said. Then he sat down at the computer and within about 30 seconds he was lost in a realistic prison in.. | Michel Faber | ||
| 9265c16 | The Book of Strange New Things by Michel Faber. | Timothy Ferriss | ||
| ce390f8 | He cupped his testicles in his hands, and, with his wrists, pressed his penis hard against his belly until the semen came. | Michel Faber | ||
| 2ccd388 | Lose track of time for a moment -just long enough to be overtaken by a hundred and thirty years. | Michel Faber | ||
| 48289dd | bitumen. | Michel Faber | ||
| 3df296f | It burns in her mind, branded there by Mrs Castaway: Wicked is what we can't help being, little one. The word was invented to describe us. Men love to wallow in sin; we are the sin they wallow in. | Michel Faber |