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Another time, talking about his books, the baroness confessed that she had never bothered to read any of them, because s — Roberto Bolaño, 2666
Another time, talking about his books, the baroness confessed that she had never bothered to read any of them, because s — Roberto Bolaño, 2666
Did Jesus Christ, he asked, suspect that someday his church would spread to the farthest corners of Earth? Did Jesus Chr — Roberto Bolaño, 2666
Did Jesus Christ, he asked, suspect that someday his church would spread to the farthest corners of Earth? Did Jesus Chr — Roberto Bolaño, 2666
His novel or book of poems, decent, adequate, arises not from an exercise of style or will, as the poor unfortunate beli — Roberto Bolaño, 2666
His novel or book of poems, decent, adequate, arises not from an exercise of style or will, as the poor unfortunate beli — Roberto Bolaño, 2666
As children get older, this incidental outdoor activity--say, while waiting to be called to eat--becomes less bumptious, — Jane Jacobs, The Death and Life of Great American Cities
As children get older, this incidental outdoor activity--say, while waiting to be called to eat--becomes less bumptious, — Jane Jacobs, The Death and Life of Great American Cities
Children can be told anything—anything. I've always been struck by seeing how little grown-up people understand children — Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Idiot
Children can be told anything—anything. I've always been struck by seeing how little grown-up people understand children — Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Idiot
Keep a spur handy. — Meg Mims, Double Crossing
Keep a spur handy. — Meg Mims, Double Crossing
To Roland's relief, Jean de Joinville came to his aid. "Sire, this good knight wants only to preserve your life. Let us — Robert Shea, All Things Are Lights
To Roland's relief, Jean de Joinville came to his aid. "Sire, this good knight wants only to preserve your life. Let us — Robert Shea, All Things Are Lights
I'm a scientist and I know what constitutes proof. But the reason I call myself by my childhood name is to remind myself — Douglas Adams, The Ultimate Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy
I'm a scientist and I know what constitutes proof. But the reason I call myself by my childhood name is to remind myself — Douglas Adams, The Ultimate Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy
Just calling one's practice "approach and accomplishment" and staying in retreat for years will produce nothing but hard — Patrul Rinpoche, Deity Mantra and Wisdom: Development Stage Meditation in Tibetan Buddhist Tantra
Just calling one's practice "approach and accomplishment" and staying in retreat for years will produce nothing but hard — Patrul Rinpoche, Deity Mantra and Wisdom: Development Stage Meditation in Tibetan Buddhist Tantra
Sweet Goddess! she thought suddenly. I have never even spoken to him. I know nothing about the man, nothing at all.What — Robert Shea, All Things Are Lights
Sweet Goddess! she thought suddenly. I have never even spoken to him. I know nothing about the man, nothing at all.What — Robert Shea, All Things Are Lights
I, too, have my code. As long as I love you, your will must be my will. If you believe that yielding to me would be weak — Robert Shea, All Things Are Lights
I, too, have my code. As long as I love you, your will must be my will. If you believe that yielding to me would be weak — Robert Shea, All Things Are Lights
It's life that matters, nothing but life—the process of discovering, the everlasting and perpetual process, not the disc — Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Idiot
It's life that matters, nothing but life—the process of discovering, the everlasting and perpetual process, not the disc — Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Idiot
We thread our way through a moving forest of ice-cream cones and crimson thighs. — Jean-Dominique Bauby, The Diving Bell and the Butterfly
We thread our way through a moving forest of ice-cream cones and crimson thighs. — Jean-Dominique Bauby, The Diving Bell and the Butterfly