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5f742b4 Never laugh at live dragons, Bilbo you fool!' he said to himself, and it became a favourite saying of his later, and passed into a proverb. 'You aren't nearly through this adventure yet,' he added, and that was pretty true as well. J. R. R. Tolkien
eaca1dc Coloured people don't like . Burn it. White people don't feel good about . Burn it. Someone's written a book on tobacco and cancer of the lungs? The cigarette people are weeping? Burn the book. Ray Bradbury
ee5c0e3 Families will not be broken. Curse and expel them, send their children wandering, drown them in floods and fires, and old women will make songs of all these sorrows and sit on the porch and sing them on mild evenings. Marilynne Robinson
f0a8ae4 There is more beauty than our eyes can bear, precious things have been put into our hands and to do nothing to honor them is to do great harm. brave courage deception eyes fortitude grace inspirational kind kindness life love precious stewardship world Marilynne Robinson
1dbc171 Weary or bitter of bewildered as we may be, God is faithful. He lets us wander so we will know what it means to come home. Marilynne Robinson
dcfd40a I could EAT YOUR HEART & asshole you'd never know it. Joyce Carol Oates
761db6d The ideal art, the noblest of art: working with the complexities of life, refusing to simplify, to "overcome" doubt." art complexity writing Joyce Carol Oates
1670f1c There are chapters in every life which are seldom read, and certainly not aloud. Carol Shields
8ff2c5c You see that old woman? That will never happen to you. You will never grow old, and you will never die. And it means something else too, doesn't it? I shall never ever grow up. vampire Anne Rice
7113850 Yes," I said "You were saved by a girl. Horrible, isn't it?" He slid out and looked down at my bare legs. "Not just a girl, but a half-naked one. Now that's hot. If I'm still unconscious, don't wake me, okay?" Kelley Armstrong
cde8b18 mn byshtr b shkhst yftgn Hss hmdrdy mykhnm t b mqdsyn. gmn mykhnm khh mn qhrmny w tqds r zyd nmypsndm. anchh brym jlb st nsn bwdn st. Albert Camus
b3a6068 A person can go along quite awhile if they get a good day every once and again. Stephen King
41584d0 Life turns on a dime. Stephen King
9a04b42 Symbolism exists to adorn and enrich, not to create an artificial sense of profundity. writing Stephen King
cd41800 Strange world isn't it? world Stephenie Meyer
d0f1ca9 She was saved from prettiness by the intensity of her gaze. Paul Bowles
c9ae865 People who think dying is the is the worst thing don't know a thing about life. Sue Monk Kidd
cae6b0b We 're all yearning for a wedge of sky, aren 't we? I suspect God plants these yearnings in us so we'll at least try and change the course of things. We must try, that's all" - Lucretia Mott in The Invention of Wings -- Sue Monk Kidd" Sue Monk Kidd
8fc7b63 In many ways, women are death's natural companions. Every time a woman gives birth, she is creating not only a life, but a death. Samuel Beckett wrote that women "give birth astride of a grave." Mother Nature is indeed a real mother, creating and destroying in a constant loop." Caitlin Doughty
ba75bc5 Men know what they want. Men make concrete plans. Men own alarm clocks. Men sleep on a mattress that isn't on the floor. Men tip generously. Men buy new shampoo instead of adding water to a nearly empty bottle of shampoo. Men go to the dentist. Men make reservations. Men go in for a kiss without giving you some long preamble about how they're thinking of kissing you. Men wear clothes that have never been worn by anyone else before. (Okay, m.. Mindy Kaling
ee22099 I would rather have someone read my diary than look at my iPod playlists. Mindy Kaling
7479728 Solitude is the playfield of Satan. Vladimir Nabokov
9b16687 If I correctly understand the sense of this succinct observation, our poet suggests here that human life is but a series of footnotes to a vast obscure unfinished masterpiece. Vladimir Nabokov
b379d18 Time is rhythm: the insect rhythm of a warm humid night, brain ripple, breathing, the drum in my temple--these are our faithful timekeepers; and reason corrects the feverish beat. Vladimir Nabokov
d619650 We hasten to alienate the very fates we intended to woo. Vladimir Nabokov
a31e2f6 The road now stretched across open country, and it occured to me - not by way of protest, not as a symbol, or anything like that, but merely as a novel experience - that since I had disregarded all laws of humanity, I might as well disregard the rules of traffic. So I crossed to the left side of the highway and checked the feeling, and the feeling was good. It was a pleasant diaphragmal melting, with elements of diffused tactility, all this.. Vladimir Nabokov
27533d8 Alas, I was unable to transcend the simple human fact that whatever spiritual solace I might find, whatever lithophanic eternities might be provided for me, nothing could make my Lolita forget the foul lust I had inflicted upon her. Unless it can be proven to me -to me as I am now, today, with my heart and my beard, and my putrefaction- that in the infinitue run it does not matter a jot that a North American girl-child names Dolores Haze ha.. Vladimir Nabokov
dfaed6d Imagine me; I shall not exist if you do not imagine me. Vladimir Nabokov Lolita
de9e1b3 I believe the poor fierce-eyed child had figured out that with a mere fifty dollars in her purse she might somehow reach Broadway or Hollywood - or the foul kitchen of a diner (Help Wanted) in a dismal ex-prairie state, with the wind blowing, and the stars blinking, and the cars, and the bars, and the barmen, and everything soiled, torn, dead. Vladimir Nabokov
13cdaad The cradle rocks above an abyss, and common sense tells us that our existence is but a brief crack of light between two eternities of darkness. Although the two are identical twins, man, as a rule, views the prenatal abyss with more calm than the one he is heading for. afterlife calm common-sense cradle darkness death eternity existence life life-after-death light man Vladimir Nabokov
df5eb97 My only grudge against nature was that I could not turn my Lolita inside out and apply voracious lips to her young matrix, her unknown heart, her nacreous liver, the sea-grapes of her lungs, her comely twin kidneys. Vladimir Nabokov
3725b35 Children of her type contrive the purest philosophies. Ada had worked out her own little system. Hardly a week had elapsed since Van's arrival when he was found worthy of being initiated in her web of wisdom. An individual's life consisted of certain classified things: "real things" which were unfrequent and priceless, simply "things" which formed the routine stuff of life; and "ghost things," also called "fogs," such as fever, toothache, d.. fog life nabakov perfect real-things things towers Vladimir Nabokov
ab5e493 do what only a true artist can do ... pounce upon the forgotten butterfly of revelation Vladimir Nabokov
c3cf64c dirty birdy Stephen King
6cd6321 Man has come to dominate the planet thanks to two essential traits. One is intelligence. The other has been the absolute willingness to kill anyone and anything that gets in his way. Stephen King
5e9c4c6 Beating heroin is child's play compared to beating your childhood. heroin Stephen King
7551d4d Craziness is only a matter of degree, and there are lots of people besides me who have the urge to roll heads. They go to stock-car races and the horror movies and the wrestling matches they have in Portland Expo. Maybe what she said smacked of all those things, but I admired her for saying out loud, all the same--the price of honesty is always high. She had an admirable grasp of the fundamentals. Besides, she was tiny and pretty. charlie decker grace king rage richard stanner stephen Richard Bachman
ae929a4 Fools are the only folk on the earth who can absolutely count on getting what they deserve. Stephen King
939286a Ka was like a wheel, its one purpose to turn, and in the end it always came back to the place where it had started. Stephen King
f5cc777 For the time being Words scatter Are they fallen leaves? leaves words Ruth Ozeki
0851c9d The past is weird. I mean, does it really exist ? It feels like it exists, but where is it ? And if it did exists, but doesn't now, then where did it go ? time Ruth Ozeki
54aae4c Peace fell upon her spirit. Strong comfort and assurance bathed her whole being. Life was so solid and splendid, and so good. Thomas Wolfe
d1042f7 Arrange your face Hilary Mantel
8c653f6 I have never thought that a Christian would be free of suffering, umfundisi. For our Lord suffered. And I come to believe that he suffered, not to save us from suffering, but to teach us how to bear suffering. For he knew that there is no life without suffering. Alan Paton