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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| eeedaab | It seems to be a fact that man, tortured by his demons, avenges himself blindly on his fellow-man. | Franz Kafka | ||
| 137bac3 | One has either to take people as they are, or leave them as they are. One cannot change them, one can merely disturb their balance. A human being, after all, is not made up of single pieces, from which a single piece can be taken out and replaced by something else. | Franz Kafka | ||
| 9108341 | I long for you; I who usually longs without longing, as though I am unconscious and absorbed in neutrality and apathy, really, utterly long for every bit of you. | letters-to-milena longing love-quotes | Franz Kafka | |
| 4beca93 | It's impossible to defend oneself in the absence of goodwill | Franz Kafka | ||
| 7c30829 | My doubts stand in a circle around every word, I see them before I see the word, but what then! I do not see the word at all, I invent it. | Franz Kafka | ||
| 58a428d | The cure for a broken heart is simple, my lady. A hot bath and a good night's sleep. | comforting-thought | Margaret George | |
| f9657f1 | Somehow, bad news, however ridden with static, however filled with echoes, always manages to be conveyed. | Jhumpa Lahiri | ||
| 7968f0d | Why do you like jellyfish so much?" I asked. "I don't know. I guess I think they're cute," she said. "But one thing did occur to me when I was really focused on them. What we see before us is just one tiny part of the world. We get into the habit of thinking, This is the world, but that's not true at all. The real world is in a much darker and deeper place than this, and most of it is occupied by jellyfish and things. We just happen to for.. | sight the-world unknown | Haruki Murakami | |
| f22d091 | Sometimes we don't need words. Rather, it's words that need us. If we were no longer here, words would lose their whole function. They would end up as words that are never spoken, and words that aren't spoken are no longer words. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| d5e117a | You've already decided what you're going to do, and all that's left is to set the wheels in motion. I mean, it's your life. Basically, you gotta go with what you think is right. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 522d6fc | Don't you think it would be wonderful to get rid of everything and everybody and just go someplace where you don't know a soul? Sometimes I feel like doing that. I really really want to do it sometimes. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 133e9c9 | You're afraid of imagination and even more afraid of dreams. Afraid of the resposibility that begins in dreams. But you have to sleep and dreams are a part of sleep. When you're awake you can suppress imagination but you can't supress dreams. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| f8a1965 | Don't let appearances fool you. There's always only one reality! | Haruki Murakami | ||
| d813eee | When you showed someone how you felt, it was fesh and honest. Whe you told someone how you felt, there might be nothing behind the words but habit or expectation. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 9b908ce | Just so you know, when they say "Once upon a time" . . . they're lying" | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 3d7be3a | I don't believe in God. But sitting there, in a room full of those who feel otherwise, I realize that I do believe in people. In their strength to help each other, and to thrive in spite of the odds, I believe that the extraordinary trumps the ordinary, any day. I believe that having something to hope for -- even if it's just a better tomorrow -- is the most powerful drug on this planet. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 4e46a14 | Lucy went first, biting her lip and trying not to say all the things she thought of saying to Susan. But she forgot them when she fixed her eyes on Aslan. | C.S. Lewis | ||
| 0a81ba4 | And you, my Sassenach? What were you born for? To be lady of a manor, or to sleep in the fields like a gypsy? To be a healer, or a don's wife, or an outlaw's lady?" "I was born for you," I said simply, and held out my arms to him." | jamie-fraser | Diana Gabaldon | |
| 4fa869c | She had rooms in her mind that she would not look into. | Wallace Stegner | ||
| a544773 | Then I felt too that I might take this opportunity to tie up a few loose ends, only of course loose ends can never be properly tied, one is always producing new ones. Time, like the sea, unties all knots. Judgements on people are never final, they emerge from summings up which at once suggest the need of a reconsideration. Human arrangements are nothing but loose ends and hazy reckoning, whatever art may otherwise pretend in order to consol.. | Iris Murdoch | ||
| 82b50a8 | The more that you read, the more things you will know. The more that you learn, the more places you'll go. You'll miss the best things if you keep your eyes shut. | Dr. Seuss | ||
| 9b23620 | Society had a crime problem. It hired cops to attack crime. Now society has a cop problem. | Tom Robbins | ||
| 267198e | People who sacrifice beauty for efficiency get what they deserve. (Bernard Mickey Wrangle, p 99) | Tom Robbins | ||
| 5854e60 | Perfectionism is self destructive simply because there's no such thing as perfect. Perfection is an unattainable goal. | Brené Brown | ||
| 6af5bf7 | C. S. Lewis captured this so beautifully in one of my favorite quotes of all time: To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly be broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in th.. | Brené Brown | ||
| b5ffac9 | Remember how, back in 1990, if you used a cellphone in public you looked like a total asshole? We're all assholes now. | Douglas Coupland | ||
| 94245cb | Why does this mean so much to you, Jon?" The Prince turned. "Because he's my friend. Because I always know where he stands, and where I stand with him. Because I think he'd die for me and--and I think I'd die for him. Is that enough?" | loyalty | Tamora Pierce | |
| a5599b7 | Without reading, we are all without light in the dark, without fire in the cold. | Tamora Pierce | ||
| 40d02dc | Imagine if we had a food system that actually produced wholesome food. Imagine if it produced that food in a way that restored the land. Imagine if we could eat every meal knowing these few simple things: What it is we're eating. Where it came from. How it found its way to our table. And what it really cost. If that was the reality, then every meal would have the potential to be a perfect meal. We would not need to go hunting for our connec.. | Michael Pollan | ||
| 432dfdb | Oh, gentlemen, perhaps I really regard myself as an intelligent man only because throughout my entire life I've never been able to start or finish anything. Granted, granted I'm a babbler, a harmless, irksome babbler, as we all are. But what's to be done if the sole and express purpose of every intelligent man is babble--that is, a deliberate pouring from empty into void. | meaning-of-life philosophical-musings searching thinking | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | |
| b8d6707 | Above all, do not lie to yourself. A man who lies to himself and listens to his own lie comes to a point where he does not discern any truth either in himself or anywhere around him, and thus falls into disrespect towards himself and others. Not respecting anyone, he ceases to love, and having no love, he gives himself up to passions and coarse pleasures, in order to occupy and amuse himself, and in his vices reaches complete bestiality, an.. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 10f3731 | You're a gentleman," they used to say to him. "You shouldn't have gone murdering people with a hatchet; that's no occupation for a gentleman." | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| f801002 | However gross a man may be, the minute he expresses a strong and genuine affection, some inner secretion alters his features, animates his gestures, and colors his voice. The stupidest man will often, under the stress of passion, achieve heights of eloquence, in thought if not in language, and seem to move in some luminous sphere. Goriot's voice and gesture had at this moment the power of communication that characterizes the great actor. Ar.. | description emotion observation passion people personality psychology sincerity ugliness | Honoré de Balzac | |
| f765de4 | Some people are destined to be deep thinkers. I am not one of those people. | Jen Lancaster | ||
| cadeed6 | In the green morning I wanted to be a heart. A heart. And in the ripe evening I wanted to be a nightingale. A nightingale. (Soul, turn orange-colored. Soul, turn the color of love.) In the vivid morning I wanted to be myself. A heart. And at the evening's end I wanted to be my voice. A nightingale. Soul, turn orange-colored. Soul, turn the color of love. - | Federico García Lorca | ||
| 00d0ff0 | I don't know why I go to school unless for kicks, oh well might as well do dissect a frog. | S.E. Hinton | ||
| 373946c | She could walk through a lightning storm without being touched; grab a bolt of lightning in the palm of her hand; use the heat of lightning to start the kindling going under her medicine pot. She turned the moon into salve, the stars into swaddling cloth, and healed the wounds of every creature walking up on two or down on four. | women | Gloria Naylor | |
| f65a23d | There was one great tomb more lordly than all the rest; huge it was, and nobly proportioned. On it was but one word, DRACULA. | history vampire | Bram Stoker | |
| f2bc7df | I never travel without my diary. One should always have something sensational to read in the train. | reading sensational | Oscar Wilde | |
| 3e65495 | I never take any notice to what common people say, and I never interfere with what charming people do. | Oscar Wilde | ||
| 1ee851a | guileless and without vanity,we were still in love with ourselves then. We felt comfortable in our own skins, enjoyed the news that our senses released to us, admired our dirt, cultivated our scars, and could not comprehend this unworthiness. | vanity | Toni Morrison | |
| 6f1fba7 | He leans over and takes her hand. With the other he touches her face. 'You your best thing, Sethe. You are.' His holding fingers are holding hers. 'Me? Me? | Toni Morrison | ||
| 13039cf | When warm weather came, Baby Suggs, holy, followed by every black man, woman, and child who could make it through, took her great heart to the Clearing--a wide-open place cut deep in the woods nobody knew for what at the end of the path known only to deer and whoever cleared the land in the first place. In the heat of every Saturday afternoon, she sat in the clearing while the people waited among the trees. After situating herself on a huge.. | post-civil-war | Toni Morrison | |
| f28d09e | Accursed creator! Why did you form a monster so hideous that even you turned from me in disgust? | frankenstein monster | Mary Shelley |