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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 6859eef | He...breathed in heavy gulps of air to prove to himself that he was three-dimensional. | Irving Stone | ||
| 779ad15 | These workers," said Mendes with a gentle sweep of his arm, "have a hard life of it. When illness comes they have no money for a doctor. The food for tomorrow comes from today's labour, and hard labour it is, too. Their houses, as you see, are small and poor; they are never more than a stone's throw away from privation and want. They've made a bad bargain with life; they need the thought of God to comfort them." | god illness van-gogh | Irving Stone | |
| 2c22bb7 | Alla guerra di amor vince chi fugge. | Irving Stone | ||
| 5058e66 | Because it will make a real artist of you. The more you suffer, the more grateful you ought to be. An empty stomach is better than a full one, Van Gogh, and a broken heart is better than happiness. Never forget that! | artist happiness life lust-for-life starrynight suffer suffering vangogh | Irving Stone | |
| 55d9067 | I have to make my drawing right so that my drawing will be right. | Irving Stone | ||
| 07ed766 | As he was discussing this with Sarao, it occurred to me that a large part of a city librarian's job is to be a property manager. Szabo is responsible for seventy-three large structures that are spread across the 503 square miles of the city of Los Angeles. To even visit each one of the branches is a major proposition. Szabo's days seesaw between big thoughts on the future of global information systems and minutiae such as requisitioning a c.. | Susan Orlean | ||
| a9449ce | That may be true. But, Theo, there is one thing I cannot understand. You have never sold a single drawing or painting for me; in fact you have never even tried. Now have you? "No." "Why not?" "I've shown your work to the connoisseurs. They say . . ." "Oh, the connoisseurs!" Vincent shrugged his shoulders. "I'm well acquainted with the banalities in which most connoisseurs indulge. Surely, Theo, you must know that their opinions have very li.. | Irving Stone | ||
| dddd465 | had no idea that Mr. Meany was capable of such precise craftsmanship. I'd also had no idea that Mr. Meany was familiar with Latin--Owen, naturally, had been quite a good Latin student. There was a tingle in the stump of my right index finger when I said to Mr. Meany: "You've done some very fine work with the diamond wheel." He said: "That ain't my work--that's his work! He done it when he was home on leave. He covered it up--and told me not.. | John Irving | ||
| 36fbc23 | patch, and cobble a complicated machine, the principles of which are above thy comprehension, and its simplest operations too subtle for thy understanding, when thou canst not correct a trifling error in a common piece of mechanism, the whole mystery of which is open to thy inspection?--Hence with thee to the leather and stone, which are emblems of thy head; cobble thy shoes, and confine thyself to the vocation for which Heaven has fitted t.. | Washington Irving | ||
| 6e158df | Neyse ki, zamaninda altina oturup huzurla pipo tutturdugu Kral George'un kirmizi suratli resmini tanimisti; ancak o bile bir baska gorunuyordu. Kirmizi ceketi maviye ve deve tuyu renge donmus, elinde tuttugu kraliyet asasi kilic oluvermis, kafasina uc koseli sapka takilmisti; ve altina buyuk harflerle soyle yazilmisti: GENERAL WASHINGTON. | Washington Irving | ||
| e3e12d0 | Geraldine, Louis, Junior, and the cat lived next to the playground of Washington Irving School. Junior considered the playground his own, and the schoolchildren coveted his freedom to sleep late, go home for lunch, and dominate the playground after school. He hated to see the swings, slides, monkey bars, and seesaws empty and tried to get kids to stick around as long as possible. White kids; his mother did not like him to play with niggers... | Toni Morrison | ||
| 56c93b9 | would rather starve on a penny than work for a pound. | Washington Irving | ||
| 0b3cda1 | She rose hastily from her bed, and stepped lightly to the window. A tall figure stood among the shadows of the trees. As it raised its head, a beam of moonlight fell upon the countenance. Heaven and earth ! she beheld the Spectre Bridegroom ! | Washington Irving | ||
| 510cc3f | There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love." -- Washington Irving" | Alexandra Silva | ||
| 652748d | Only six books from the age of the Roadmakers were known to exist: The Odyssey; Brave New World; The Brothers Karamazov; The Collected Short Stories of Washington Irving; Eliot Klein's book of puzzles and logic. Beats Me; and Goethe's Faust. They also had substantial sections of The Oxford Companion to World Literature and several plays by Bernard Shaw. There were bits and pieces of other material. Of Mark Twain, two fragments remained, the.. | literature lost-civilizations | Jack McDevitt | |
| 9be149c | verdure; her | Washington Irving | ||
| 5d2f877 | I visited various parts of my own country; and had I been merely a lover of fine scenery, I should have felt little desire to seek elsewhere its gratification, for on no country had the charms of nature been more prodigally lavished. Her mighty lakes, her oceans of liquid silver; her mountains, with their bright aerial tints; her valleys, teeming with wild fertility; her tremendous cataracts, thundering in their solitudes; her boundless pla.. | Washington Irving | ||
| 851d6c7 | Balt Van Tassel was an easy, indulgent soul; he loved his daughter better even than his pipe, and, like a reasonable man and an excellent father, let her have her way in every thing. | Washington Irving | ||
| 52310f4 | baleful to | Washington Irving | ||
| 4236905 | The language, of course, is quaint and antiquated, so that the beauty of many of its golden phrases will scarcely be perceived at the present day, but it is impossible not to be charmed with the genuine sentiment, the delightful artlessness and urbanity, which prevail throughout it. The descriptions of Nature too, with which it is embellished, are given with a truth, a discrimination, and a freshness, worthy of the most cultivated periods o.. | Washington Irving | ||
| 5bdfcab | Con tal disposicion y determinacion, !que pais es este para el viajero, donde la mas misera posada esta tan llena de aventuras como un castillo encantado y cada comida es en si un logro! !Que se quejen otros de la falta de buenos caminos y hoteles suntuosos y de todas las complicadas comodidades de un pais culto y civilizado en la mansedumbre y el lugar comun, pero a mi que me den el trepar por las asperas montanas, el andar por ahi errante.. | cuentos españa irving libros viajes washington | Washington Irving | |
| 364d326 | Writers like Washington Irving, Charles Brockden Brown, and Nathaniel Hawthorne added uniquely American elements to their horror stories, informed by the early settlers' Puritan faith and fears of indigenous peoples: eerie woods, the devil, and witches. Even today, much of American horror fiction reckons to varying degrees with fears that are tied up in the nation's history, fears of supernatural evil, of the racial other, and of the frigh.. | colonialism gothic horror puritan | Lisa Kröger | |
| 4ef9b3b | a country coquette, beset with a labyrinth of whims and caprices, which were forever presenting new difficulties and impediments; | Washington Irving | ||
| c3ea11b | He could not help, too, rolling his large eyes round him as he ate, and chuckling with the possibility that he might one day be lord of all this scene of almost unimaginable luxury and splendor. Then, he thought, how soon he'd turn his back upon the old school-house; snap his fingers in the face of Hans Van Ripper, and every other niggardly patron, and kick any itinerant pedagogue out of doors that should dare to call him comrade! | Washington Irving | ||
| b043d80 | To see him striding along the profile of a hill on a windy day, with his clothes bagging and fluttering about him, one might have mistaken him for the genius of famine descending upon the earth, or some scarecrow eloped from a corn-field. | Washington Irving | ||
| b221e2a | I am well pleased with Thy will, whatever it is, or should be in all respects, and if Thou bidst me decide for myself in any affair, I would choose to refer all to Thee, for Thou art infinitely wise and cannot do amiss, as I am in danger of doing. I rejoice to think that all things are at Thy disposal, and it delights me to leave them there. Then prayer turns wholly into praise, and all I can do is to adore and bless Thee. | inspirational prayer | Arthur Bennett | |
| 09cce23 | he is defining the immediate future as follows: old people huddling in big cities, afraid of the sky. | Warren Ellis | ||
| 2cbd784 | Absolutely, in fact, climate change is directly related to the growth of terrorism. | Bernie Sanders | ||
| a41f0d7 | This is always the writer's cunning plan - writing things down so that you can see them properly. | Warren Ellis | ||
| f90b57e | Snazi-li se muz ziskat zenu, neposle ji svuj vypis z uctu, ale daruje ji perlovy nahrdelnik. Nechlubi se svou lekarskou kartou, ale mezi reci prohodi, ze kazdy tyden ubehne patnact kilometru a nikdy nebyva nachlazeny. Nechlubi se pred ni akademickymi tituly, ale snazi se ji okouzlit svym vtipem. Nezaprisaha se pred ni svou pozornosti, ale k narozeninam ji posle kytici rudych ruzi. Temito gesty ji oznamuje: jsem bohaty, jsem zdravy, jsem chy.. | Matt Ridley | ||
| 6fcae51 | I learnt a lot about democracy in the schoolyards of Brooklyn, New York. | Bernie Sanders | ||
| cddef0b | I was strong in English, and thankful for it. I knew the great Dr. Johnson from his friend Mr. Boswell. There is a friend for you. To sit down and rack the brain to remember every word, and then the glad toil to write it all down. I am thankful to Mr. Boswell for many a peaceful hour, indeed. There is a marvel, hundreds of years after the spirit has gone to new life, that men will bless a name that once had flesh, and laughed, and had good .. | Richard Llewellyn | ||
| f4bcf68 | I went to her, and she looked up at me as though fearing something more to hurt her, I saw her eyes, that were the eyes of one not long from the cot and the tears that ran and shone in the sunlight swelled to crystal in mine, and in my blindness I saw, as through the mist of a morning, the grass upon a field torn, and a spewing forth of earth and stones, and men coming to stand before me who wore their steel as I wear tweed, in ease and com.. | Richard Llewellyn | ||
| fc4f6be | Welsh, they call us, from the Saxon word waelisc, meaning a foreigner. About the race-course, I cannot tell you. But if some of our fathers were a bit ready with their hands and quick in the legs the English must blame themselves. Perhaps most of them never heard of the laws they made against us. You cannot blame ignorant men. | Richard Llewellyn | ||
| a6b7e3a | You must learn to tell worry from thought, and thought from prayer. Sometimes a light will go from your life, Huw, and your life becomes a prayer, till you are strong enough to stand under the weight of your own thought again. | Richard Llewellyn | ||
| 579241c | I liked to put my hands on work that had been blessed by good minds and the passing of time. | Richard Llewellyn | ||
| 502626c | I thought when I was a young man that I would conquer the world with truth. I thought I would lead an army greater than Alexander ever dreamed of, not to conquer nations, but to liberate mankind. With truth. With the golden sound of the Word. But only a few heard the trumpet. Only a few understood. The rest of them put on black and sat in Chapel. | Richard Llewellyn | ||
| 12cdce7 | Why do you go to Chapel, Huw?" he asked me, still going on with his work. "Because," I said, and then I stopped. Why, indeed? "Yes," he said, and smiling. "Because you want to? Because you like coming? Because your mother and father come? Because your friends are there? Because it is proper to do on Sunday? Because there is nothing else to do? Because you like the singing? To hear me preach? Or because you would fear a visitation of fire .. | Richard Llewellyn | ||
| da5a0cd | How quiet is the house when the mistress has gone. You walk in, and the same smell is a comfort to you, the air on your cheek has the same feel, the fire makes the same noise, the china plates on the dresser shelves laugh at you as they always did, and the clock is still as loud as he always was with his heels on the road of Time. But a warmness is missing, a briskness, that moved as soon as the latch was lifted, and those sounds that fol.. | Richard Llewellyn | ||
| 5311934 | So I often saw my father writing under the lamp, scratching his head to find something to write about, even telling her that the handle had come off the kettle, and about Gareth cutting a lump out of the door with my chisel, with pages about Taliesin, of course. There is strange to see a man quiet in his own world, and searching it for jewels to give his queen. | Richard Llewellyn | ||
| 76dfbb8 | There is no room for pride in any man. There is no room for unkindness. There is not room for wit at the expense of others. All men are born the same, and equal. As you saw today, so come Captains and the Kings and the Tinkers and the Tailors. Let the memory direct your dealings with men and women. | Richard Llewellyn | ||
| f6354b2 | English grammar and composition is difficult even for the English, but worse and worse for a Welsh boy. He speaks, reads, writes, and he thinks in Welsh, at home, in the street, and in Chapel, and when he reads English he will understand it in Welsh, and when he speaks English, he will pronounce the words with pain and using crutches. So stupid are the English, who build schools for the Welsh, and insist, on pain of punishment, that English.. | Richard Llewellyn | ||
| 25fc83b | She is a slut," I said, "because she went up on the mountain with a man, instead of to bed with her husband. Is it, Dada?" My father was quiet for a little, with his back to me, looking down into the Valley. "Yes," my father said. "That is why she is a slut." "Then what is Chris Phillips, then?" I asked. "He did very wrong," said my father, but there was no body in his voice. "Mr. Gruffydd will have a word with him." "But not in front of .. | Richard Llewellyn | ||
| 2a1e8ab | I had slept nothing all night, making ghosts for myself, filling my mind with them and giving myself pale frights. All the ghosts had a different punishment for me, some of them shocking indeed. | Richard Llewellyn |