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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 31fc1a6 | You must not be unkind, especially when it happens that you're right. | William Saroyan | ||
| 59abf09 | I'm thinking of being a professional mourner. How hard can it be? Tear at your hair, sing a dirge or two, take the rest of the week off. | Christopher Moore | ||
| 9c0a8c2 | You seem upset, Charlie. Is something wrong? Charlie: No, no, I'm okay, I just had to take directions from a mute beaver in a fez to get here, it's unsettling. | Christopher Moore | ||
| cbdfd02 | I saw a meme the other day with a picture of Marilyn Manson and Robin Williams. It said about the former, this isn't the face of depression, and about the latter, this is. This really struck a chord and it's been on my mind since then. As someone who has continuously dipped in and out of chronic depression and anxiety for close to three decades now, and I've never previously spoken about the subject, I finally thought it was time I did. The.. | anxiety-quotes depression depression-quotes depression-recovery mental-health mental-illness | R.D. Ronald | |
| 542dda1 | Vampires were always either trying to kill me, or own me. God I hated being popular. | sarcasm vampires | Laurell K. Hamilton | |
| 23dca8d | I couldn't think of anything helpful to say, so I resorted to humor, my shield of last resort. 'Just please tell me they don't have a dog and a picket fence.' He smiled. 'No fence, but a dog, two dogs.' 'What kind of dogs?' I asked. He smiled and glanced at me, wanting to see my reaction. 'Maltese. Their names are Peeka and Boo.' 'Oh, shit, Edward, you're joking me.' 'Donna wants the dogs included in the engagement pictures.' I stared at hi.. | edward funny ted-forrester | Laurell K. Hamilton | |
| d8fe225 | Sometimes the monsters are real, Anita. Sometimes they're real and the only way to defeat them is to be the bigger monster.' - Chang Bibi to Anita | Laurell K. Hamilton | ||
| 2708a14 | Take a moment to think about the context in which your next decision will occur: You did not pick your parents or the time and place of your birth. You didn't choose your gender or most of your life experiences. You had no control whatsoever over your genome or the development of your brain. And now your brain is making choices on the basis of preferences and beliefs that have been hammered into it over a lifetime - by your genes, your phys.. | Sam Harris | ||
| e8338da | A solidao nao e viver so, a solidao e nao sermos capazes de fazer companhia a alguem ou a alguma coisa que esta dentro de nos, a solidao nao e uma arvore no meio duma planicie onde so ela esteja, e a distancia entre a seiva profunda e a casca, entre a folha e a raiz. | José Saramago | ||
| e0a9e92 | It's your fiction that interests me. Your studies of the interplay of human motives and emotion. | psychology | Isaac Asimov | |
| b4c168d | The fall of Empire, gentlemen, is a massive thing, however, and not easily fought. It is dictated by a rising bureaucracy, a receding initiative, a freezing of caste, a damming of curiosity--a hundred other factors. It has been going on, as I have said, for centuries, and it is too majestic and massive a movement to stop. | prophetic | Isaac Asimov | |
| 480c793 | Aures habent et non audient` - `They have ears but hear not | Jules Verne | ||
| 008c537 | Insanity's so personal. It's hard to know who shares our secrets. | Don DeLillo | ||
| 8379258 | Oh, I'm being eaten By a boa constrictor, A boa constrictor, A boa constrictor, I'm being eaten by a boa constrictor, And I don't like it--one bit. Well, what do you know? It's nibblin' my toe. Oh, gee, It's up to my knee. Oh my, It's up to my thigh. Oh, fiddle, It's up to my middle. Oh, heck, It's up to my neck. | Shel Silverstein | ||
| 14e2d55 | When I am gone what will you do? Who will write and draw for you? | Shel Silverstein | ||
| 93f4a73 | Any powerful idea is absolutely fascinating and absolutely useless until we choose to use it. | Richard Bach | ||
| 7360007 | Quen's gaze went to Ivy and Jenks. Peeved, I crossed my legs and shook my head. "We're a team. I'm not asking them to leave so you can tell me of whatever piss-poor problem you've landed yourself in." The older elf's brow wrinkled. He took an angry breath. "Look," I said, my finger jabbing out to point at him. "I don't like you. Jenks doesn't like you. And Ivy wants to eat you. Start talking." | Kim Harrison | ||
| 4296df1 | There was much of the beautiful, much of the wanton, much of the bizarre, something of the terrible, and not a little of that which might have excited disgust. | Edgar Allan Poe | ||
| b9c932d | Alcohol is the river we sit on the banks of, contemplating. Sometimes we watch ourselves float past, sometimes we watch ourselves sink. | Nick Flynn | ||
| 1d03fef | Sometimes if you let people do things to you, you're really doing it to them," Amma said, pulling another Blow Pop from her pocket. Cherry. "Know what I mean? If someone wants to do fucked-up things to you, and you let them, you're making them more fucked up. Then you have the control. As long as you don't go crazy." | Gillian Flynn | ||
| 23c7e84 | I'm here, I said, and it felt shockingly comforting, those words. When I'm panicked, I say them aloud to myself. I'm here. I don't usually feel that I am. I feel like a warm gust of wind could exhale my way and I'd be disappeared forever, not even a sliver of fingernail left behind. On some days, I find this thought calming; on others it chills me. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| b66cc26 | He has a great smile, a cat's smile. He should cough out yellow Tweety Bird feathers, the way he smiles at me. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| 6b82857 | We find ourselves only by looking to what we're not. | looking | Paul Auster | |
| f66ebc5 | As a result of his experiments he concluded that imitation was a real evil that had to be broken before real rhetoric teaching could begin. This imitation seemed to be an external compulsion. Little children didn't have it. It seemed to come later on, possibly as a result of school itself. That sounded right, and the more he thought about it the more right it sounded. Schools teach you to imitate. If you don't imitate what the teacher wants.. | grades imitation learning rhetoric school | Robert M. Pirsig | |
| b512d87 | There's nothing of any importance in life - except how well you do your work. Nothing. Only that. Whatever else you are, will come from that. It's the only measure of human value. All the codes of ethics they'll try to ram down your throat are just so much paper money put out by swindlers to fleece people of their virtues. The code of competence is the only system of morality that's on a gold standard. | Ayn Rand | ||
| c1572c8 | She survived it. She was able to survive it, because she did not believe in suffering. She faced with astonished indignation the ugly fact of feeling pain, and refused to let it matter. Suffering was a senseless accident, it was not part of life as she saw it. She would not allow pain to become important. She had no name for the kind of resistance she offered, for the emotion from which the resistance came; but the words that stood as its e.. | Ayn Rand | ||
| 1ce6ced | She knew that even pain can be confessed, but to confess happiness is to stand naked, delivered to the witness, yet they could let each other see it without the need of protection. | Ayn Rand | ||
| 2be24a5 | There are no contradictions. If you find one, check your premises. | Ayn Rand | ||
| d3e3ae6 | I am, therefore I'll think | Ayn Rand | ||
| e984ef9 | Why have you been staring at me ever since we met? Because I'm not the Gail Wynand you'd heard about. You see, I love you. And love is exception-making. If you were in love you'd want to be broken, trampled, ordered, dominated, because that's the impossible, in the inconceivable for you in your relations with people. That would be the one gift, the great exception you'd want to offer the man you loved. But it wouldn't be easy for you. | love romance romance-novels | Ayn Rand | |
| 9c44fb4 | For how can one know color in perpetual green, and what good is warmth without cold to give it sweetness? | John Steinbeck | ||
| 0078fcd | Friendship is a precious thing, Sayuri. One mustn't throw it away. | Arthur Golden | ||
| 5cd5269 | What is technology?" Cian pulled his brother inside, pushed the button for the next floor. "It's another god." | Nora Roberts | ||
| b0564a4 | Evil cannot and will not be vanquished by evil. Dark will only swallow dark and deepen. The good and the light are the keenest weapons. | evil good-and-evil | Nora Roberts | |
| 270eb87 | Love is not a finite emotion. We don't have only so much to share. | Dan Brown | ||
| e0b3d84 | Force a hand, and it will fight you. But convince and mind to think as you want it to think, an you have an ally | Dan Brown | ||
| 6bfb4ff | I wish my life was a John Grisham novel. His heroes always seem to be one step away from death but come up with a brilliant plan. Unfortunately, real life can't be wrapped up with a nice little bow | Simone Elkeles | ||
| 2363ce8 | What are the odds that people will make smart decisions about money if they don't need to make smart decisions--if they can get rich making dumb decisions? The incentives on Wall Street were all wrong; they're still all wrong. | Michael Lewis | ||
| dc48e5b | tsh`r lmr'h bld`m wlmsndh dh Sdq lrjl msh`rh , wysh`r lrjl blr`y@ wlhtmm dh wfqth lmr'@ fkrh | John Gray | ||
| 34cdf6e | Most people today think they belong to a species that can be master of its destiny. This is faith, not science. We do not speak of a time when whales or gorillas will be masters of their destinies. Why then humans? | John Gray | ||
| f579416 | The aim of life was meat. Life itself was meat. Life lived on life. There were the eaters and the eaten. The law was: EAT OR BE EATEN. He did not formulate the law in clear, set terms and moralize about it. He did not even think the law; he merely lived the law without thinking about it at all. | Jack London | ||
| 08c6caa | It's amazing how lovely common things become, if one only knows how to look at them. | Louisa May Alcott | ||
| 1d4393e | He was poor, yet always appeared to be giving something away; a stranger, yet everyone was his friend; no longer young, but as happy-hearted as a boy; plain and peculiar, yet his face looked beautiful to many. | Louisa May Alcott | ||
| 27625fe | You touch some of the reasons for my going, not for my staying away. | motivation risk submission | Charles Dickens |