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  • #151
    Ellen Raskin
    “In real life sweet moments are short and dulled by time.”
    Ellen Raskin, Figgs & Phantoms

  • #152
    Albert Camus
    “To stay or to go, it amounted to the same thing.”
    Albert Camus, The Stranger

  • #153
    Thomas Keneally
    “Even among Sedlacek's own small cell, his Viennese anti-Nazi club, it was not imagined that the pursuit of the Jews had grown quite so systematic. Not only was the story Schindler told him startling simply in moral terms: one was asked to believe that in the midst of a desperate battle, the National Socialists would devote thousands of men, the resources of precious railroads, and enormous cubic footage of cargo space, expensive techniques of engineering, a fatal margin of their research-and-development scientists, a substantial bureaucracy, whole arsenals of automatic weapons, whole magazines of ammunition, all to an extermination which had no military or economic meaning but merely a psychological one.”
    Thomas Keneally, Schindler’s List

  • #154
    Sarah J. Maas
    “The fear of loss . . . it can destroy you as much as the loss itself.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Empire of Storms

  • #155
    C. Toni Graham
    “Today is the day you choose to find joy, fulfillment and the path that will make your heart sing. It's your choice, never lose sight of that.”
    C. Toni Graham

  • #156
    Hermann Hesse
    “I can think. I can wait. I can fast.”
    Herman Hesse, Siddhartha

  • #157
    Jane Austen
    “Vanity and pride are different things, though the words are often used synonymously. A person may be proud without being vain. Pride relates more to our opinion of ourselves, vanity to what we would have others think of us.”
    Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice

  • #158
    Ayn Rand
    “But I don't think of you.

    (Howard Roark)”
    Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead

  • #159
    Andrew  Davidson
    “That kind of love was a thing to be snatched up and crushed in the jaws of real life. ”
    Andrew Davidson

  • #160
    Spencer Johnson
    “Life moves on and so should we”
    Spencer Johnson, Who Moved My Cheese? An Amazing Way to Deal with Change in Your Work and in Your Life...

  • #161
    Charles Baudelaire
    “For I desire the dark, the naked, and the lone.”
    Charles Baudelaire, Les Fleurs du Mal

  • #162
    “another of Pericles’ associates (a kinsman by marriage), the Athenian musicologist and political theorist Damon of Oa, was ostracized “for seeming to be too much of an intellectual.”
    Robin Waterfield, Creators, Conquerors, and Citizens: A History of Ancient Greece

  • #163
    “Devoid of life, it was also devoid of the Dead.”
    Garth Nix, Sabriel

  • #164
    D.H. Lawrence
    “Was his life nothing? Had he nothing to show, no work? He did not count his work, anyone could have done it. What had he known, but the long, marital embrace with his wife. Curious, that this was what his life amounted to! At any rate, it was something, it was eternal. He would say so to anybody, and be proud of it. He lay with his wife in his arms, and she was still his fulfillment, just the same as ever. And that was the be-all and the end-all. Yes, and he was proud of it.”
    D.H. Lawrence, The Rainbow

  • #165
    Chaim Potok
    “Truth has to be given in riddles. People can’t take truth if it comes charging at them like a bull. The bull is always killed, Lev. You have to give people the truth in a riddle, hide it so they go looking for it and find it piece by piece; that way they learn to live with it.”
    Chaim Potok, The Gift of Asher Lev: A Novel

  • #166
    Annie Proulx
    “Their faces were scarified in hideous whorls and dots. As for clothing, they dressed in vegetable matter. Another”
    Annie Proulx, Barkskins

  • #167
    Haruki Murakami
    “But even so, every now and then I would feel a violent stab of loneliness. The very water I drink, the very air I breathe, would feel like long, sharp needles. The pages of a book in my hands would take on the threatening metallic gleam of razor blades. I could hear the roots of loneliness creeping through me when the world was hushed at four o'clock in the morning.”
    Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle

  • #168
    Cecelia Ahern
    “You know, sarcasm is the lowest form of wit.'
    'And yet it is still extremely funny.”
    Cecelia Ahern, The Time of My Life

  • #169
    Max Brooks
    “allow future generations to study the events of that apocalyptic decade without”
    Max Brooks, World War Z: An Oral History of the Zombie War

  • #170
    Justin Cronin
    “but the other guard, who couldn’t have been more than twenty, was wearing a snarl on his face that Wolgast didn’t like. There was always one guard who liked the job for the wrong reasons, and this was the one.”
    Justin Cronin, The Passage

  • #171
    Colleen McCullough
    “Caesar’s kindnesses are conscious, done for Caesar’s benefit, and Caesar no longer sees the world as a place wherein magical things can occur. Because they can’t. Men and women ruin it with their impulses, desires, thoughtlessness, lack of intelligence and cupidity.”
    Colleen McCullough

  • #172
    Diane Setterfield
    “All evidence of the house ghost reasserting herself.”
    Diane Setterfield, The Thirteenth Tale

  • #173
    Lucian Bane
    “Luna Hills Trans Asylum. There was something extra creepy about giving a fucked up place a sane, serene name to play down the reality. Why not just call it Sanitarium For The Bat Shit Crazy, or Forgotten Hope Mental Ward? Because they didn’t name these places to impress the insane, that’s why.”
    Lucian Bane, Desecrating Solomon

  • #174
    Philippa Gregory
    “He is my brother. She is my sister. Come what will, they are my kin.”
    Philippa Gregory, The Other Boleyn Girl

  • #175
    Betty Mahmoody
    “Sé que mi familia es así pero este silencio me pesa. Tengo la impresión de tener millones de cosas que decir que, en el fondo, no interesan a nadie. Me viene a la memoria lo que decían los supervivientes de los campos de la última guerra al volver a su hogar: las pesadillas no se cuentan. Los demás no imaginan este género de pesadillas. Se instala, entre ellos y nosotras, una especie de statu quo que parece decir: ‘Estás aquí, se acabó, no hablemos más de ello.”
    Betty Mahmoody, For the Love of a Child

  • #176
    Umberto Eco
    “Absence is to love as wind is to fire: it extinguishes the little flame, it fans the big.”
    Umberto Eco

  • #177
    Władysław Szpilman
    “The life of a human being, let alone his personal freedom, is a matter of no importance. But the love of freedom is native to every human being and every nation, and cannot be suppressed in the long term. History teaches us that tyranny has never endured. And now we have blood-guilt on our conscience for the dreadful injustice of murdering the Jewish inhabitants.”
    Władysław Szpilman, The Pianist: The Extraordinary Story of One Man's Survival in Warsaw, 1939-45

  • #178
    James Herriot
    “We carried the sleeping dog out to the garden and laid him on a mat on the lawn so that we could watch him as he came round from the anesthetic.
    Out there in the old high-walled garden the sun shone down on the flowers and the apple trees. Helen put on her fancy hat again and I put my smart jacket back on and we sat there, enjoying the good things from the picnic basket, we felt that we were still having a day out. But Helen kept glancing anxiously at the little dog and I knew she was thinking the same thing I was. Would he be all right after all that we had done for him and, even then, what was going to happen to him? Would his owners ever come to claim him, because if they didn’t, he had nobody in the world to look after him.”
    James Herriot, The Market Square Dog
    tags: dogs

  • #179
    Stendhal
    “إن العذر الوحيد لله هو كونه غير موجود”
    Stendhal

  • #180
    “If she took Po as her husband, she would be making promises about a future she couldn't yet see. For once she became his wife, she would be his forever. And, no matter how much freedom Po gave her, she would always know that it was a gift. Her freedom would be not be her own; it would be Po's to give or to withhold. That he never would withhold it made no difference. If it did not come from her, it was not really hers.”
    Kristin Cashore, Graceling



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