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| 4a187b2 | In my own professional work I have touched on a variety of different fields. I've done work in mathematical linguistics, for example, without any professional credentials in mathematics; in this subject I am completely self-taught, and not very well taught. But I've often been invited by universities to speak on mathematical linguistics at mathematics seminars and colloquia. No one has ever asked me whether I have the appropriate credential.. | Noam Chomsky | ||
| 3bf391a | Anything is one of a million paths. Therefore you must always keep in mind that a path is only a path; if you feel you should not follow, you must not stay with it under any circumstances. | Carlos Castaneda | ||
| a023199 | I hold my peace, sir? no; No, I will speak as liberal as the north; Let heaven and men and devils, let them all, All, all, cry shame against me, yet I'll speak. | William Shakespeare | ||
| d36296c | Her imagination was by habit ridiculously active; when the door was not open it jumped out the window. | Henry James | ||
| cf4e987 | You wanted to look at life for yourself - but you were not allowed; you were punished for your wish. You were ground in the very mill of the conventional. | Henry James | ||
| d31575a | Reeling and Writhing of course, to begin with,' the Mock Turtle replied, 'and the different branches of arithmetic-ambition, distraction, uglification, and derision. | Lewis Carroll | ||
| 82a3ce4 | Advanced life-forms, my seweet patootie. Jerks. Both of them. | James Patterson | ||
| 4fe53ad | You know things have gone bad when military marches pass for pop music. | James Patterson | ||
| b45c9f2 | I flipped down the visor so I could check myself in the mirror, and something small and heavy dropped into my lap. I froze, my breath stuck in my throat. What--? Gingerly, I looked down. It wasn't a grenade. It was a key ring. One key was for this van. I looked at it blankly. "Well, that'll simplify things," Fang said." | James Patterson | ||
| ad99a61 | God warns us not to love any earthly thing above Himself, and yet He sets in a mother's heart such a fierce passion for her babes that I do not comprehend how He can test us so. | Geraldine Brooks | ||
| f2b9dac | Does koala bear poop smell like cough drops? | Tom Robbins | ||
| e159ab3 | The hollowness was in his arms and the world was snowing. | snow strength strong the-princess-bride weak william-goldman | William Goldman | |
| 50db2ba | The Clock on the Morning Lenape Building Must Clocks be circles? Time is not a circle. Suppose the Mother of All Minutes started right here, on the sidewalk in front of the Morning Lenape Building, and the parade of minutes that followed--each of them, say, one inch long-- headed out that way, down Bridge Street. Where would Now be? This minute? Out past the moon? Jupiter? The nearest star? Who came up with minutes, anyway? Who needs them? .. | time | Jerry Spinelli | |
| 5500574 | Best friends are always together, always whispering and laughing and running, always at each other's house, having dinner, sleeping over. They are practically adopted by each other's parents. You can't pry them apart. | Jerry Spinelli | ||
| 3b9f6d2 | Caution in handling generally accepted opinions that claim to explain whole trends of history is especially important for the historian of modern times, because the last century has produced an abundance of ideologies that pretend to be keys to history but are actually nothing but desperate efforts to escape responsibility. | antisemitism communism final-solution historians history ideology marxism race-theory sophism totalitarianism | Hannah Arendt | |
| 5bb640f | But there is one way in this country in which all men are created equal- there is one human institution that makes a pauper the equal of a Rockefeller, the stupid man the equal of an Einstein, and the ignorant man the equal of any college president. That institution gentlemen, is a court. It can be the Supreme Court of the United States or the humblest JP court in the land, or this honourable court which you serve. Our courts have their fau.. | created-equal | Harper Lee | |
| bd452bb | My head spins as I glance away, refusing to get sucked back into his gaze when so much is at risk. | Emily Giffin | ||
| 02f92d3 | Someday being with Dex will be a distant memory. This fact makes me sad too. Its the initial stages of grief that seem to be worst but in some ways, Its sadder as time goes by and you consider how much they're missed in your life. | Emily Giffin | ||
| ca38fab | You don't have to be part of a couple to be happy, you know. | contentment couple happiness love self-acceptance self-esteem single | Phyllis Reynolds Naylor | |
| 716c98c | The Writer's Oath I promise solemnly: 1. to write as often and as much as I can, 2. to respect my writing self, and 3. to nurture the writing of others. I accept these responsibilities and shall honor them always. | Gail Carson Levine | ||
| afd4d70 | In a world where you are constantly asked to be 'committed,' it is liberating to give yourself the license to be a dilettante. Commit to nothing. Try everything. | Tom Hodgkinson | ||
| 7ca020e | It's true, reading too many novels makes you go blind. | David Mitchell | ||
| d41d4bc | Power is lost or won, never created or destroyed. Power is a visitor to, not a possession of, those it empowers. The mad tend to crave it, many of the sane crave it, but the wise worry about its long-term side effects. Power is crack cocaine for your ego and battery acid for your soul. Power's comings and goings, from host to host, via war, marriage, ballot box, diktat, and accident of birth, are the plot of history. The empowered may serve.. | David Mitchell | ||
| 86d26ec | humanity is a disease, a cancer on the body of the world. | nature | Scott Westerfeld | |
| 69ff3fd | Everything was fabulous, even our breakdowns. | Colum McCann | ||
| 7dca936 | People think they know the mystery of living in your skin. They don't. There's no one who knows except the person who carts it around her own self. | Colum McCann | ||
| 6381a99 | I am more than a devil; I am a man. I can do the one thing which Satan himself cannot do-- I can die. | Chesterton G. K. (Gilbert Keith) | ||
| 0fb7742 | You will tell me what you know now," he said. "Or?" He said nothing, so I elaborated. "See, this kind of threat usually has an 'or' attached to it. Or an 'and'. 'Tell me and I'll allow you to live' or something like that." | Ilona Andrews | ||
| 136d32f | And you expect me to commute two hours each way from the Keep to the Order." I kept my voice mild. "I suppose I won't be needing my job, my house, or my clothes anymore." "I didn't say that. Although let me get back to you on the clothes. It's still under consideration." -- | ilona-andrews kate magic-bleeds | Ilona Andrews | |
| ff641a3 | A shadow crossed Andrea's face. "I don't want to be his TWT-IHFB." "What does that mean?" "That Weird Thing I Haven't Fucked Before." I choked." | kate-daniels shapeshifter vampyre | Ilona Andrews | |
| ff59936 | Foaly twitched his tail contentedly. Genius. No point in being humble about it. | Eoin Colfer | ||
| 7425f8c | You guys looking for my dad? People are always, like, looking for him, and he's never around. Daddy is so not here. And I mean that literally and spiritually. | humor juliet | Eoin Colfer | |
| f467da0 | It is a terrible thing to be happy! How pleased we are with it! How all-sufficient we think it! How, being in possession of the false aim of life, happiness, we forget the true aim, duty! | Victor Hugo | ||
| 9cc8ea6 | Dost thou understand? I love thee!" he cried again."What love!" said the unhappy girl with a shudder.He resumed,--"The love of a damned soul." | Victor Hugo | ||
| bd4af15 | There was no answer, except the general answer life gives to all the most complex and insoluble questions. That answer is: one must live for the needs of the day, in other words, become oblivious. | life oblivious | Leo Tolstoy | |
| f826371 | Are you anything akin to me, do you think, Jane?" I could risk no sort of answer by this time; my heart was full. "Because," he said, "I sometimes have a queer feeling with regard to you -- especially when you are near to me, as now: it is as if I had a string somewhere under my left ribs, tightly and inextricably knotted to a similar string situated in the corresponding quarter of your little frame. And if that boisterous Channel, and two .. | Charlotte Brontë | ||
| 4762b7a | Why don't you tremble?" "I'm not cold." "Why don't you turn pale?" "I am not sick." "Why don't you consult my art?" "I'm not silly. The old crone "nichered" a laugh under her bonnet and bandage; she then drew out a short black pipe, and lighting it began to smoke. Having indulged a while in this sedative, she raised her bent body, took the pipe from her lips, and while gazing steadily at the fire, said very deliberately--"You are cold;.. | Charlotte Brontë | ||
| ee155dd | There was no possibility of taking a walk that day. | opening-lines opening-sentences walks | Charlotte Brontë | |
| bcb813e | A safe, still night; too serene for the companionship of fear. We know that God is everywhere; but certainly we feel His presence most when His works are on the grandest scale spread before us: and it is in the unclouded night sky, where His worlds wheel their silent course, that we read clearest His infinitude, His omnipotence, His Omnipresence. | Charlotte Brontë | ||
| ce4e4d9 | Why did dogs make one want to cry? There was something so quiet and hopeless about their sympathy. Jasper, knowing something was wrong, as dogs always do. Trunks being packed. Cars being brought to the door. Dogs standing with drooping tails, dejected eyes. Wandering back to their baskets in the hall when the sound of the car dies away. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 01b3908 | Sometimes I look back and I am shocked. Everyday of my life I have prepared for success, worked for it, waited for it, and you don't notice how the days pass until nearly a lifetime is finished. Then it hits you--the thing you have been waiting for has already gone by. And it was going in the other direction. It's like I've been waiting on the wrong side of the road for a bus that was already full." p. 265" | Monica Ali | ||
| 52dfbe1 | The truth has become an insult. | hypocrisy political-correctness truth | Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie | |
| 5f4ee1c | What did Nabokov and Joyce have in common, apart from the poor teeth and the great prose? Exile, and decades of near pauperism. A compulsive tendency to overtip. An uxoriousness that their wives deservedly inspired. More than that, they both lived their lives 'beautifully'--not in any Jamesian sense (where, besides, ferocious solvency would have been a prerequisite), but in the droll fortitude of their perseverance. They got the work done, .. | Martin Amis | ||
| e1e00b9 | When he heard light, rushing footfalls, he turned his head. Someone was racing along the second-floor balcony. Then laughter drifted down from above. Glorious feminine laughter. He leaned out the archway and glanced at the grand staircase. Bella appeared on the landing above, breathless, smiling, a black satin robe gathered in her hands. As she slowed at the head of the stairs, she looked over her shoulder, her thick dark hair swinging li.. | john-matthew zsadist | J.R. Ward |