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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 5fb0713 | Prayer is like water - something you can't imagine has the strength or power to do any good, and yet give it time and it can change the lay of the land. | prayer | Jodi Picoult | |
| 07de7e4 | Memory believes before knowing remembers. Believes longer than recollects, longer than knowing even wonders. Knows remembers believes a corridor in a big long garbled cold echoing building of dark red brick sootbleakened by more chimneys than its own, set in a grassless cinderstrewnpacked compound surrounded by smoking factory purlieus and enclosed by ten food steel-and-wire fence like a penitentiary or a zoo, where in random erratic surges.. | William Faulkner | ||
| 1cde785 | The soul ... has a slow and dark birth, more mysterious than the birth of the body. When the soul of a man is born in this country there are nets flung at it to hold it back from flight. You talk to me of nationality, language, religion. I shall try to fly by those nets. | soul | James Joyce | |
| 57db054 | When the short days of winter came, dusk fell before we had well eaten our dinners. When we met in the street the houses had grown sombre. The space of sky above us was the colour of ever-changing violet and towards it the lamps of the street lifted their feeble lanterns. The cold air stung us and we played till our bodies glowed. Our shouts echoed in the silent street. | James Joyce | ||
| b63b42b | The maid screamed. The Queen gasped. Sophie waved. | Roald Dahl | ||
| cfd927c | Did you know", Matilda said suddenly, "that the heart of a mouse beats at the rate of ?" I did not," Miss Honey said smiling. "How absolutely fascinating. Where did you read that?" In a book from the library," Matilda said. "And that means it goes so fast that you can't even hear the separate beats. It must sound like a buzz." It must," Miss Honey said." | Roald Dahl | ||
| 0e196eb | There aren't many funny bits in Mr Tolkien either,' Matilda said. 'Do you think that all children's books ought to have funny bits in them?' Miss Honey asked. 'I do,' Matilda said. 'Children are not so serious as grown-ups and love to laugh. | Roald Dahl | ||
| e1c8aa5 | Seaward ho! Hang the treasure! It's the glory of the sea that has turned my head. | classic-literature | Robert Louis Stevenson | |
| 76e82d3 | Just never forget to be dexterous and deft. And never mix up your right foot with your left. And will you succeed? Yes! You will, indeed! (98 and 3/4 percent guaranteed.) | Dr. Seuss | ||
| 3a0031e | The minute you land in New Orleans, something wet and dark leaps on you and starts humping you like a swamp dog in heat, and the only way to get that aspect of New Orleans off you is to eat it off. That means beignets and crayfish bisque and jambalaya, it means shrimp remoulade, pecan pie, and red beans with rice, it means elegant pompano au papillote, funky file z'herbes, and raw oysters by the dozen, it means grillades for breakfast, a po.. | crayfish food gumbo jambalaya new-orleans pecan-pie po-boys red-beans-with-rice | Tom Robbins | |
| d176ce4 | Dip a slice of bread in batter. That's September: yellow, gold, soft and sticky. Fry the bread. Now you have October: chewier, drier, streaked with browns. The day in question fell somewhere in the middle of the french toast process. | Tom Robbins | ||
| 58ed23e | And he gave it for his opinion, "that whoever could make two ears of corn, or two blades of grass, to grow upon a spot of ground where only one grew before, would deserve better of mankind, and do more essential service to his country, than the whole race of politicians put together." -- | humor politics | Jonathan Swift | |
| 14661d1 | Then you compared a woman's love to Hell, To barren land where water will not dwell, And you compared it to a quenchless fire, The more it burns the more is its desire To burn up everything that burnt can be. You say that just as worms destroy a tree A wife destroys her husband and contrives, As husbands know, the ruin of their lives. | Geoffrey Chaucer | ||
| 13f536a | We will go out into the world and plant gardens and orchards to the horizons, we will build roads through the mountains and across the deserts, and terrace the mountains and irrigate the deserts until there will be garden everywhere, and plenty for all, and there will be no more empires or kingdoms, no more caliphs, sultans, emirs, khans, or zamindars, no more kings or queens or princes, no more quadis or mullahs or ulema, no more slavery a.. | Kim Stanley Robinson | ||
| 675d634 | Your shadow stealthily leaves nothing of where you go, like a poisoned needle that sews together my footsteps. Your light pliantly strikes the water tower, like a lightning bolt that severs the source of my life. -Soifon | Tite Kubo | ||
| c311ff2 | History. Language. Passion. Custom. All these things determine what men say, think, and do. These are the hidden puppet-strings from which all men hang. | philosophy | R. Scott Bakker | |
| 19a43d9 | Wenna followed us out. "You've done him some good, Clary, I have to say! He's got color in his cheeks, and he's stepping along as if he was sixty again," she told Goodwin as she walked us to the gate. "You'll come back?" "Of course," Goodwin said. "But thank Cooper for his improved spirits. Once he'd insulted her a few times, he was in the pink." | elderly grumpy-old-man visit | Tamora Pierce | |
| 95e4724 | Oh, Daja," moaned Jory, "you sound just like my parents." She ran from the schoolroom. "Well, there's no reason to insult me, "muttered Daja, half offended." -- | jory parents | Tamora Pierce | |
| 663ed72 | it's your own fault for encouraging him..., you know. Now he thinks he's a human being. Neal of Queens cove | Tamora Pierce | ||
| 3aa6ab5 | For is there any practice less selfish, any labor less alienated, any time less wasted, than preparing something delicious and nourishing for people you love? | food love | Michael Pollan | |
| 1ad395b | Men are made for happiness, and he who is completely happy has the right to say to himself, 'I am doing God's will on earth. | religion | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | |
| db24245 | The whole question here is: am I a monster, or a victim myself? | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 12fca48 | Despite my best efforts, I'm not quite perfect. Let's just say I'm like one of those Hopi blankets where they leave a tiny flaw so as to not affront the Lord. | Jen Lancaster | ||
| 2d47b00 | Viscosity and velocity are opposites, yet they can look the same. Viscosity causes the stillness of | Susanna Kaysen | ||
| ffd9887 | the way i see it, hard times aren't only about money, or drought, or dust. hard times are about losing spirit, and hope, and what happens when dreams dry up. | Karen Hesse | ||
| bd47584 | It's probably a merciful thing that pain is impossible to describe from memory | pain | Christopher Hitchens | |
| d97b728 | There were two sisters, they went playing, To see their father's ships come sailing ... And when they came unto the sea-brim The elder did push the younger in Sometimes she sank, and sometimes she swam, 'Til her corpse came to the miller's dam "But what did he do with her breastbone? He made him a viol to play on. What'd he do with her fingers so small? He made pegs to his viol.. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 278ad21 | There is a point of no return, unremarked at the time, in most lives. | Graham Greene | ||
| 040e7b2 | How strange too and unfamiliar to think that one had been loved, that one's presence had once had the power to make a difference between happiness and dullness in another's day. | Graham Greene | ||
| 668bfa5 | I am not the heroine of this story. And I'm not trying to be cute. It's the truth. I'm diagnosed borderline and seriously fucked-up. I hold grudges. I bottle my hate until it ferments into poison, and then I get high off the fumes. I'm completely dysfunctional and that's the way I like it, so don't expect a character arc where I finally find Redemption, Growth, and Change, or learn How to Forgive Myself and Others. | antiheroine fourth-wall mental-illness | Leah Raeder | |
| 22b8b48 | Our actions are like ships which we may watch set out to sea, and not know when or with what cargo they will return to port. | consequences karma pay-it-forward reciprocity responsibility spiritual-guidance | Iris Murdoch | |
| 71adba7 | We can't avoid reasoning; we can only avoid doing it well. | logic philosophy reason | Peter Kreeft | |
| 11e5392 | The lifetime of a human being is measured by decades, the lifetime of the Sun is a hundred million times longer. Compared to a star, we are like mayflies, fleeting ephemeral creatures who live out their lives in the course of a single day. | human-life life science | Carl Sagan | |
| abab2c5 | you must be careful with kindness. It's usually mistaken for weakness by stupid people. | Clive Barker | ||
| 3c8cbac | We each die countless little deaths on our way to the last. We die out of shame as humiliation. We perish from despair. And, of course, we die for love. | Clive Barker | ||
| 734f092 | there's nothing in the world more fun than doing something you're good at. | Clive Barker | ||
| 845c167 | Evil, however powerful it seemed, could be undone by its own appetite. | Clive Barker | ||
| ab7334a | Your mother is not crazy. Neither, contrary to popular belief, is your brother. He is merely miscast in a play. He would have made the perfect knight in a different century, or a very good pagan prince in a time of heroes. He was born in the wrong era, on the wrong side of the river, with the ability to do anything and finding nothing he wants to do. | S.E. Hinton | ||
| a4c21e2 | There was a door And I could not open it. I could not touch the handle. Why could I not walk out of my prison? What is hell? Hell is oneself, Hell is alone, the other figures in it Merely projections. There is nothing to escape from And nothing to Escape to. One is always alone. | T.S. Eliot | ||
| 7c22d76 | I lived too much in my head instead of the real world. | Sara Zarr | ||
| 9932efd | A god who is capable of sending intelligible signals to millions of people simultaneously, and of receiving messages from all of them simultaneously, cannot be, whatever else he might be, simple. Such Bandwidth! | biology god-delusion science | Richard Dawkins | |
| 8ad2100 | Dear Prince, I must leave you, but I will never forget you, and next spring I will bring you back two beautiful jewels in place of those you have given away. The ruby shall be redder than a red rose, and the sapphire shall be as blue as the great sea. | Oscar Wilde | ||
| 84f248b | If the dream is held close to the heart, and imagination is applied to what there is close at hand. Everything is still possible. | Robert Fulghum | ||
| db1513d | In the twentieth century, nowhere on Earth was sex so vigorously suppressed as in America---and nowhere else was there such a deep interest in it. | american-values sexuality | Robert A. Heinlein |