The zipper displaces the button and a man lacks just that much time to think while dressing at dawn, a philosophical hour, and thus a melancholy hour. Fahrenheit 451
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Beyond Enkription
Author:- Bill Fairclough
Category:- best
Quote:- Their [philosophers] thinking is, in fact, far less a discovery than a re-recognizing, a remembering, a return and a home-coming to a far-off, ancient common-household of the soul, out of which those ideas formerly grew: philosophizing is so far a kind of atavism of the highest order.
Beyond Good and Evil
Author:- Friedrich Nietzsche
Category:- philosophy
Quote:- their heart grew coldthey let their wings down
If Not, Winter: Fragments of Sappho
Author:- Sappho
Category:- poetry
Quote:- Their love wanted to fix her, and refused to see that she wasn't broken
Every Heart a Doorway
Author:- Seanan McGuire
Category:- Love
Quote:- their respect for the mystery--the half-grasped but never spoken idea that maybe, when you got right down to the place where the cheese binds, there is no such thing as marriage, no such thing as union, that each soul stood alone and ultimately defied rationality. That was the mystery.
Pet Sematary
Author:- Stephen King
Category:- Relationships
Quote:- Their words of encouragement were just what I needed. I was doing a great job, and I appreciated their cheers.I felt a dormlike camaraderie in the burn unit, since each of us knew the challenges we were facing like no one else could, and therefore how meaningful each triumph was.
Heaven Is Here: An Incredible Story of Hope, Triumph, and Everyday Joy
Author:- Stephanie Nielson
Category:- hope
Quote:- Theirs was a secret world. No one else was allowed inside. No one else was even allowed to look.
Nothing Can Hurt You
Author:- Nicola Maye Goldberg
Category:- Relationships
Quote:- Then a silence fell between them. She had ceased to lean against him, and he missed the cosy friendliness of it. Now that their voices and the cawings of the rooks had ceased, there was nothing heard but the dry rustle of the leaves, and the plaintive cry of a buzzard hawk hunting over the little tor across the river. There were nearly always two up there, quartering the sky. To the boy it was lovely, that silence—like Nature talking to you—Nature always talked in silences. The beasts, the birds, the insects, only really showed themselves when you were still; you had to be awfully quiet, too, for flowers and plants, otherwise you couldn't see the real jolly separate life there was in them. Even the boulders down there, that old Godden thought had been washed up by the Flood, never showed you what queer shapes they had, and let you feel close to them, unless you were thinking of nothing else.
The Dark Flower
Author:- John Galsworthy
Category:- Love
Quote:- Then all the charm Is broken--all that phantom-world so fair Vanishes, and a thousand circlets spread, And each mis-shape the other.
Kubla Khan: or A Vision in a Dream
Author:- Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Category:- poetry
Quote:- Then Carrot said, "It's better to light a candle than curse the darkness, captain. That's what they say.""What?" Vimes' sudden rage was like a thunderclap. "Who says that? When has that ever been true? It's never been true! It's the kind of thing people without power say to make it all seem less bloody awful, but it's just words, it never makes any difference -
Men at Arms
Author:- Terry Pratchett
Category:- best
Quote:- Then Deborah stood at the wicket gate, the boundary, and there was a woman with outstretched hand, demanding tickets. "Pass through," she said when Deborah reached her. "We saw you coming." The wicket gate became a turnstile. Deborah pushed against it and there was no resistance, she was through. "What is it?" she asked. "Am I really here at last? Is this the bottom of the pool?" "It could be," smiled the woman. "There are so many ways. You just happened to choose this one." Other people were pressing to come through. They had no faces, they were only shadows. Deborah stood aside to let them by, and in a moment they had gone, all phantoms. "Why only now, tonight?" asked Deborah. "Why not in the afternoon, when I came to the pool?""It's a trick," said the woman. "You seize on the moment in time. We were here this afternoon. We're always here. Our life goes on around you, but nobody knows it. The trick's easier by night, that's all." "Am I dreaming, then?" asked Deborah."No," said the woman, "this isn't a dream. And it isn't death, either. It's the secret world." The secret world... It was something Deborah had always known, and now the pattern was complete. The memory of it, and the relief, were so tremendous that something seemed to burst inside her heart. "Of course..." she said, "of course..." and everything that had ever been fell into place. There was no disharmony. The joy was indescribable, and the surge of feeling, like wings about her in the air, lifted her away from the turnstile and the woman, and she had all knowledge. That was it - the invasion of knowledge. ("The Pool")
Echoes from the Macabre: Selected Stories
Author:- Daphne du Maurier
Category:- knowledge,time
Quote:- Then every man would be as a god, you see. The result of this, of course, would be that there would no longer be any gods, only men. We would give them knowledge of the sciences and the arts, which we possess, and in so doing we would destroy their simple faith and remove all basis for their hoping that things will be better—for the best way to destroy faith or hope is to let it be realized.
Lord of Light
Author:- Roger Zelazny
Category:- hope
Quote:- Then for a brief moment he saw everything completely differently. Open space, empty and endless, stretched away in all directions. Everything within this dead expanse, every living thing was helpless and alone. Things were happening by accident, and when the accident failed, automatic law appeared – the rhythmical machinery of nature, the cogs and pistons of history, conformity with the rules that was rotting from the inside and crumbling to dust. Cold and sorrow reigned everywhere. Every creature was trying to huddle up to something, to cling to something, to things, to each other, but all that resulted was suffering and despair.The quality of what Izydor saw was temporality. Under a colourful outer coating everything was merging in collapse, decay, and destruction.
Primeval and Other Times
Author:- Olga Tokarczuk
Category:- time
Quote:- Then hope unlooked-for came so suddenly to Eomer's heart, and with it the bite of care and fear renewed, that he said no more, but turned and went swiftly from the hall.
The Return of the King
Author:- J.R.R. Tolkien
Category:- hope
Quote:- Then Hope, that most precarious of human emotions, slipped in on silent tiptoes.
Once Upon a Today
Author:- E. L. Miller
Category:- hope,philosophy
Quote:- Then I imagined a lifetime of having to cry to get him to be kind, and I went back to no again.
The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society
Author:- Mary Ann Shaffer
Category:- Relationships
Quote:- Then I met Linda and the sun rose.I can't find a better way to express it. The sun rose in my life. At first, as dawn breaking on the horizon, almost as if to say, this is where you have to look. Then came the first rays of sunshine, everything became clearer, lighter, more alive, and I became happier and happier, and then it hung in the sky of my life and shone and shone and shone.
Min kamp 2
Author:- Karl Ove Knausgård
Category:- Relationships