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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 70e7351 | But the truth is, I want to be some woman's work boots, not her high heels." "Work boots?" What was sexy about that? And did women have work boots? "Yeah. You know, the boots she pulls out when she wants to get down and dirty, hiking or gardening or boating or painting the kitchen. The ones she relies on and trusts and lives her life hard and good and on her terms in. Her favorites." | relationship work-boots | Erin McCarthy | |
| b12f16e | They lay listening. Can you do it? When the time comes? When the time comes there will be no time. Now is the time. Curse God and die. What if it doesn't fire? It has to fire. What if it doesn't fire? Could you crush that beloved skull with a rock? Is there such a being within you of which you know nothing? Can there be? Hold him in your arms. Just so. The soul is quick. Pull him toward you. Kiss him. Quickly. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| 9885054 | Creative work is often driven by pain. It may be that if you don't have something in the back of your head driving you nuts, you may not do anything. It's not a good arrangement. If I were God, I wouldn't have done it that way. | creation creative-process driving-forces hardship pain writing | Cormac McCarthy | |
| 052a486 | The small wad of burning paper drew down to a wisp of flame and then died out leaving a faint pattern for just a moment in the incandescence like the shape of a flower, a molten rose. Then all was dark again. | hopeful unusual | Cormac McCarthy | |
| c8ec58b | This is an orchestration for an event. For a dance in fact. The participants will be apprised of their roles at the proper time. For now it is enough that they have arrived. As the dance is the thing with which we are concerned and contains complete within itself its own arrangement and history and finale there is no necessity that the dancers contain these things within themselves as well. In any event the history of all is not the history.. | destiny fate history war | Cormac McCarthy | |
| 13bb4be | He lay on his back in his blankets and looked our where the quartermoon lay cocked over the heel of the mountains. In the false blue dawn the Pleiades seemed to be rising up into the darkness above the world and dragging all the stars away, the great diamond of Orion and Cepella and the signature of Cassiopeia all rising up through the phosphorous dark like a sea-net. He lay a long time listening to the others breathing in their sleep while.. | constellations sky stars wild | Cormac McCarthy | |
| ec35109 | Here beyond men's judgments all covenants were brittle. | freedom frontier individualism justice liberalism libertarianism liberty mercy social-contract solidarity state-of-nature the-west | Cormac McCarthy | |
| 51b5fb6 | I read in the papers here a while back some teachers came across a survey that was sent out back in the thirties to a number of schools around the country. Had this questionnaire about what was the problems with teachin in the schools. And they come across these forms, they'd been filled out and sent in from around the country answerin these questions. And the biggest problems they could name was things like talkin in class and runnin in th.. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| f35debf | He mistrusted all of that. He said the right dreams for a man in peril were dreams of peril and all else was the call of languor and of death. He slept little and he slept poorly. He dreamt of walking in a flowering wood where birds flew before them he and the child and the sky was aching blue but he was learning how to wake himself from just such siren worlds. Lying there in the dark with the uncanny taste of a peach from some phantom orch.. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| 1e89fdf | We wouldnt ever eat anybody, would we? No. Of course not. Even if we were starving? We're starving now. You said we werent. I said we werent dying. I didnt say we werent starving. But we wouldnt. No. We wouldnt. No matter what. No. No matter what. Because we're the good guys. Yes. And we're carrying the fire. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| 0d098ce | When her doctor took her bandages off and led her into the garden, the girl who was no longer blind saw "the tree with the lights in it." It was for this tree I searched through the peach orchards of summer, in the forests of fall and down winter and spring for years. Then one day I was walking along Tinker creek and thinking of nothing at all and I saw the tree with the lights in it. I saw the backyard cedar where the mourning doves roost .. | landscape mysticism nature seeing spirituality | Annie Dillard | |
| 1c12eed | My son, Sam, at three and a half, had these keys to a set of plastic handcuffs, and one morning he intentionally locked himself out of the house. I was sitting on the couch reading the newspaper when I heard him stick his plastic keys into the doorknob and try to open the door. Then I heard him say, "Oh, shit." My whole face widened, like the guy in Edvard Munch's . After a moment I got up and opened the front door. "Honey," I said, "what'.. | Anne Lamott | ||
| 87001f2 | I think now that fate is half shaped by expectation, half by inattention. But somehow, when you lose something you love, faith takes over. You have to pay attention to what you lost. You have to undo the expectation. | Amy Tan | ||
| 9b7af71 | And now I have to stop. Because every time I remember this, I have to cry a little by myself. I don't know why something that made me so happy then feels so sad now. Maybe that is the way it is with the best memories. | Amy Tan | ||
| 696a919 | We walked back to iDEATH, holding hands. Hands are very nice things, especially after they have travelled back from making love. | love | Richard Brautigan | |
| 222a0ac | The clamorous owl, that nightly hoots and wonders At out quaint spirits. | William Shakespeare | ||
| 547ce6b | Hope is essential to any political struggle for radical change when the overall social climate promotes disillusionment and despair. | bell hooks | ||
| ed222b1 | State propaganda, when supported by the educated classes and when no deviation is permitted from it, can have a big effect. It was a lesson learned by Hitler and many others, and it has been pursued to this day. | Noam Chomsky | ||
| ad5dccb | There is nothing serious in Mortality | William Shakespeare | ||
| 854f150 | He has no clue that I have the patience of a saint. At least that's what Carlos says, although that isn't saying much, considering his fuse is about as short as an eyelash. | Simone Elkeles | ||
| c3740b1 | So will I turn her virtue into pitch, And out of her own goodness make the net That shall enmesh them all. | William Shakespeare | ||
| 2caa2fb | She's beautiful, and therefore to be wooed; She is a woman, therefore to be won. | William Shakespeare | ||
| 12e677c | Why, I can smile and murder whiles I smile, And cry 'content' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face for all occasions | William Shakespeare | ||
| 614d642 | Alas, that love, whose view is muffled still, Should, without eyes, see pathways to his will! Where shall we dine? O me! What fray was here? Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all. Here's much to do with hate, but more with love. Why, then, O brawling love! O loving hate! O any thing, of nothing first create! O heavy lightness! Serious vanity! Mis-shapen chaos of well-seeming forms! Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health! S.. | hate love | William Shakespeare | |
| c11b742 | You can't avoid your problems forever. No one can. | Stephanie Perkins | ||
| 93a6835 | What is the most important thing one learns in school? Self-esteem, support, and friendship. | lessons school | Terry Tempest Williams | |
| f0a0ad1 | I almost wish I hadn't gone down that rabbit-hole--and yet--and yet--it's rather curious, you know, this sort of life! | Lewis Carroll | ||
| 1b7a347 | Odd, isn't it? He really was the right man for her in a sort of way; but then as you know, it is a law of love that the so-called 'right' person always comes to soon or too late. | Lawrence Durrell | ||
| 00e6aaf | I moved to leave, and Dylan actually grabbed me by my shoulders. I was so surprised that I forgot to karate-chop his elbows and break his arms. | James Patterson | ||
| 6fe9e55 | I gave him a kick and he stepped back onto the third rail. Exploding, flaming eraser! This is why moms tell you to stay away from the third rail, but it sure came in handy this time. | James Patterson | ||
| 0e09d2a | What's so funny 'bout peace, love, and world destruction? | maximum-ride | James Patterson | |
| 9755ba1 | Best of an island is once you get there - you can't go any farther...you've come to the end of things... | Agatha Christie | ||
| 8663b00 | Dummy, dummy, go out now and fill your tummy. | William Goldman | ||
| 48de546 | The Duchess set about studying Annette and shortly found her adversary's tragic flaw. Chocolate. | William Goldman | ||
| 0b0b399 | Life is pain. Anyone who says otherwise is selling something. | inspirational-quotes life-lessons true-to-life | William Goldman | |
| 6ae5e3f | Don't push her. Let her go at her own speed. Push her and every mule in the county'd be easier to live with. | Harper Lee | ||
| 531c6df | Our nation is turning into an idiocracy. | Neil deGrasse Tyson | ||
| 6b8a09f | Without love, most of life remains concealed. Nothing is as fascinating as love, unfortunately. | Hanif Kureishi | ||
| 7a975ea | There is a longing for a return to a time without the need for choices, free of the regret at the inevitable loss that all choice (however wonderful) has entailed. | Alain de Botton | ||
| 8667e37 | no one is able to produce a great work of art without experience, nor achieve a worldly position immediately, nor be a great lover at the first attempt; and in the interval between initial failure and subsequent success, in the gap between who we wish one day to be and who we are at present, must come pain, anxiety, envy and humiliation. We suffer because we cannot spontaneously master the ingredients of fulfilment. | Alain de Botton | ||
| ffada56 | Then cherish pity, lest you drive an angel from your door. | innocence pity william-blake | William Blake | |
| 9c3dc7f | the only people who have proof of their sanity are those who have been discharged from mental institutions | Marshall McLuhan | ||
| 01ec1d1 | Silence, maiden; thy tongue outruns thy discretion. | Sir Walter Scott | ||
| 50bb636 | People only worry about the uncanny for about a week; that's the end of their attention span. After that, suspicions turn into shtick. | peeps scott-la scott-westerfeld | Scott Westerfeld |