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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 54f51dc | Now look at me! Take a good look! I was born and I knew I was alive and I knew what I wanted. What do you think is alive in me? Why do you think I'm alive? Because I have a stomach and eat and digest the food? Because I breathe and work and produce more food to digest? Or because I know what I want, and that something which knows how to want--isn't that life itself? And who--in this damned universe--who can tell me why I should live for any.. | self-determination | Ayn Rand | |
| 769e11c | The freedom of speech of private individuals includes the right to not agree, not to listen, and not to finance one's own antagonists. | Ayn Rand | ||
| d1c0d9c | Money is the barometer of a society's virtue. When you see that trading is done, not by consent, but by compulsion-when you see that in order to produce, you need to obtain permission from men who produce nothing-when you see that money is flowing to those who deal, not in goods, but in favors-when you see that men get richer by graft and by pull than by work, and your laws don't protect you against them, but protect them against you-when y.. | Ayn Rand | ||
| f304e76 | You're going to pass something down no matter what you do or if you do nothing. Even if you let yourself go fallow, the weeds will grow and the brambles. Something will grow. | John Steinbeck | ||
| 058a2c4 | There are some times...when the love for people is strong and warm like a sorrow. | John Steinbeck | ||
| 24281c1 | I remember my childhood names for grasses and secret flowers. I remember where a toad may live and what time the birds awaken in the summer -- and what trees and seasons smelled like -- how people looked and walked and smelled even. The memory of odors is very rich. | landscape memory plants time | John Steinbeck | |
| b59c0a1 | I stumbled out into the courtyard to try to flee my misery, but of course we can never flee the misery that is within us. | sadness | Arthur Golden | |
| dfdced3 | Laurel: I don't need a ring or a license, or a spetacular white dress. It's not marriage so much, or at all really, that matters. It's the promise. It's the knowing someone wants me to be part of his life. Someone loves me, that I'm the one for him. That's not just enough, it's everything. | laurel-mcbane love savor-the-moment wedding | Nora Roberts | |
| 88d5af3 | Those who truly understand their faiths understand the stories are metaphorical. | Dan Brown | ||
| aea400f | It has always been this way. Death is followed by birth. To reach paradise, man must pass through inferno. - Bertrand Zobrist | death inferno paradise | Dan Brown | |
| ce7d731 | Stay. Fight. Live. Take it. Cry. | James Frey | ||
| 5ca1681 | My life is routine. I wake up early in the morning. I brush my teeth. I sit on the floor of the cell I do not go to breakfast. I stare at a gray cement wall. I keep my legs crossed my back straight my eyes forward. I take deep breaths in and out, in and out, and I try not to move. I sit for as long as I can I sit until everything hurts I sit until everything stops hurting in the gray wall I sit until my mind becomes as blank as the gray w.. | James Frey | ||
| 47c92bb | The secret to kicking ass in dumbshit Hollywood... Every time you meet someone, make a fucking impression. Make them think you're the hottest shit in the world. Make them think they're gonna lose their job if they don't give you one. Look 'em in the eye, and never look away. Be confident and calm, be fucking bold. That sounds more like the secret to kicking ass in life. It is, but I was gonna wait and tell you that some other time. | kicking-ass life | James Frey | |
| 14f6ceb | A man with a club [bat] is a law-maker, a man to be obeyed, but not necessarily conciliated. | clubs | Jack London | |
| f2429ba | What is meant here by saying that existence precedes essence? It means first of all, man exists, turns up, appears on the scene, and, only afterwards, defines himself. If man, as the existentialist conceives him, is indefinable, it is because at first he is nothing. Only afterward will he be something, and he himself will have made what he will be. | Jean-Paul Sartre | ||
| bd39b77 | To know a thing well, know its limits; Only when pushed beyond its tolerance will its true nature be seen. -The Amtal Rule | Frank Herbert | ||
| 62ad9a5 | When a wise man does not understand, he says: "I do not understand." The fool and the uncultured are ashamed of their ignorance. They remain silent when a question could bring them wisdom." | Frank Herbert | ||
| 8cd5d92 | With a shiver of foreboding he saw his marriage becoming what most of the other marriages about him were: a dull association of material and social interests held together by ignorance on the one side and hypocrisy on the other. | Edith Wharton | ||
| 418161b | Indeed in nothing is the power of the Dark Lord more clearly shown than in the estrangement that divides all those who still oppose him. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| f61424b | For you little gardener and lover of trees, I have only a small gift. Here is set G for Galadriel, but it may stand for garden in your tongue. In this box there is earth from my orchard, and such blessing as Galadriel has still to bestow is upon it. It will not keep you on your road, nor defend you against any peril; but if you keep it and see your home again at last, then perhaps it may reward you. Though you should find all barren and lai.. | gardening gardens hopeful | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| e49e674 | Cold be hand and heart and bone, and cold be sleep under stone: never more to wake on stony bed, never, till the Sun fails and the Moon is dead. In the black wind the stars shall die, and still on gold here let them lie, till the dark lord lifts his hand over dead sea and withered land. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| e811ae8 | They were frightfully angry. Quite apart from the stones no spider has ever liked being called Attercop, and Tomnoddy of course is insulting to anybody. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| f241d73 | Gil-galad was an Elven-king. Of him the harpers sadly sing: the last whose realm was fair and free between the Mountains and the Sea. His sword was long, his lance was keen, his shining helm afar was seen; the countless stars of heaven's field were mirrored in his silver shield. But long ago he rode away, and where he dwelleth none can say; for into darkness fell his star in Mordor where the shadows are. | gil-galad saga sam-gamgee | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| afc54d6 | Yesterday's rose endures in its name, we hold empty names. | Umberto Eco | ||
| eab2249 | mdh 'qwl `n khwf rwHy? tlk lkhwf lty tkhyfk, ny ltjy' lyh `ndm 't`b mn sbl lns lws`@ wHqwlhm lmzhr@ wGythm lmt`rsh@, ny 'dkhl khwf rwHy `ndm l 'jd mknan akhr 'snd lyh r'sy, wlw kn lb`D mn 'Hbhm lshj`@ ldkhwl tlk lkhwf lm wjdw fyh sw~ rjl rk` `l~ rkbtyh whw ySly. | جبران خليل جبران | ||
| 81dad39 | There are so many books I mean to read, and things I mean to see. | Anne Rice | ||
| d9722a8 | In the end, life makes victims of us all. | Sherrilyn Kenyon | ||
| a9fe8f4 | Why did you hit him? (Grace) Because it gave me a great deal of pleasure. (Julian) Nice. You haven't seen me in what, two thousand years? So, instead of a friendly, brotherly hug, I get slugged. (Eros) | Sherrilyn Kenyon | ||
| 5c43d8b | Aren't you an enigma wrapped in a thick coating of contradictions. | Sherrilyn Kenyon | ||
| b8fd0dc | The Simi is very environmentally sound. Eat everything except for hooves. I don't like those, they hurt my teeth. Thanatos don't have hooves, do he? (Simi) No, Simi, he doesn't. (Acheron) Ooo, good eating tonight. I get a Daimon for barbecue. Can I go now, akri? Can I? Can I? Can I, please? (Simi) | Sherrilyn Kenyon | ||
| 163b70d | I assure you, princess, if you saw the real me, you'd run for cover. (Zarek) Only if I knew you'd be waiting under that cover for me. (Astrid) | Sherrilyn Kenyon | ||
| 8dfe868 | I would rather not have upset him, but I couldn't see any reason to change my life. Looking back on it, I wasn't unhappy. When I was a student, I had lots of ambitions like that. But when I had to give up my studies I learned very quickly that none of it really mattered. | Albert Camus | ||
| 2d372eb | Who taught you all this, doctor? | the-plague | albert camus | |
| 54bc726 | It's not fair!" Sunny wailed. "Why do you get to stay? Why can't I stay, if you can?" I had to swallow hard. "That wouldn't be fair, would it? But I don't get to stay, Sunny. I have to go, too. And soon. Maybe we'll leave together." Perhaps she'd be happier if she thought I was going to the Dolphins with her. By the time she knew otherwise, Sunny would have a different host with different emotions and no tie to this human beside me. Maybe... | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| 8dbc3f1 | Place a beehive on my grave And let the honey soak through. When I'm dead and gone, That's what I want from you. The streets of heaven are gold and sunny, But I'll stick with my plot and a pot of honey. Place a beehive on my grave And let the honey soak through. | Sue Monk Kidd | ||
| ca978d3 | If you don't know where you are currently standing, you're dead. | Samuel Beckett | ||
| 978e1e5 | The Tuesday scowls, the Wednesday growls, the Thursday curses, the Friday howls, the Saturday snores, the Sunday yawns, the Monday morns, the Monday morns. The whacks, the moans, the cracks, the groans, the welts, the squeaks, the belts, the shrieks, the pricks, the prayers, the kicks, the tears, the skelps, and the yelps. | Samuel Beckett | ||
| 9e511b3 | I think that real friendship always makes us feel such sweet gratitude, because the world almost always seems like a very hard desert, and the flowers that grow there seem to grow against such high odds. | friendship gratitude harsh-world | Stephen King | |
| 2eda084 | Every day is a lie. But you are dying. That is not a lie. | life | Cormac McCarthy | |
| a48299a | Every scene should be able to answer three questions: "Who wants what from whom? What happens if they don't get it? Why now?" | film writing | David Mamet | |
| 1d7c9ac | The silence is all there is. It is the alpha and the omega, it is God's brooding over the face of the waters; it is the blinded note of the ten thousand things, the whine of wings. You take a step in the right direction to pray to this silence, and even to address the prayer to "World." Distinctions blur. Quit your tents. Pray without ceasing." | Annie Dillard | ||
| 1228352 | For unlike my mother, I did not believe I could be anything I wanted to be. I could only be me. | Amy Tan | ||
| 939b2eb | Hinged to forgetfulness like a door, she slowly closed out of sight, and she was the woman I loved, but too many times she slept like a mechanical deer in my caresses, and I ached in the metal silence of her dreams. | love poetry | Richard Brautigan | |
| 7940169 | What a fool honesty is. | play | William Shakespeare |