morals died with God,
you’re on your
life has abused me and I have mis-
I enjoy attacking the sun with a
the word is one of
it can enlighten or
by the time they get to your books you
are no longer in your
you are on the next page, in your next book.
a killing unhappiness:
what you might have
it’s strange, isn’t it?
you can’t compare it to
yet you quickly
that there is
and with the people
the human voice besides being basically
ugly also reminds me of the human
and one of the last things I want to
think of and one of the first things I
want to get away from when I listen to
classical music is
the same all murderous kiss
of death clothed in a creative
I became a writer but when I was a boy
I used to dream of becoming the village idiot
Then Lyra gave a cry so passionate that even in that muffled, mist-hung world it raised an echo, but of course it wasn’t an echo, it was the other part of her crying in turn from the land of the living as Lyra moved away into the land of the dead. “My heart, Will …” she groaned, and clung to him, her wet face contorted with pain. And thus the prophecy that the Master of Jordan College had made to the Librarian, that Lyra would make a great betrayal and it would hurt her terribly, was fulfilled.
“We are all subject to the fates. But we must all act as if we are not,” said the witch, “or die of despair.”
“I told him I was going to betray you, and betray Lyra, and he believed me because I was corrupt and full of wickedness…. I wanted him to find no good in me and he didn’t. There is none. But I love Lyra. Where did this love come from? I don’t know; it came to me like a thief in the night, and now I love her so much my heart is bursting with it. All I could hope was that my crimes were so monstrous that the love was no bigger than a mustard seed in the shadow of them, and I wished I’d committed even greater ones to hide it more deeply still…”
And you shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.
The intentions of a tool are what it does. A hammer intends to strike, a vise intends to hold fast, a lever intends to lift. They are what it is made for. But sometimes a tool may have other uses that you don’t know. Sometimes in doing what you intend, you also do what the knife intends, without knowing.
“For a human being, nothing comes naturally,” said Grumman. “We have to learn everything we do.”
– quotes from “His Dark Materials” by Philip Pullman
I knew a man who gave twenty years of his life to a scatterbrained woman, sacrificing everything to her, his friendships, his work, the very respectability of his life and who one evening recognized that he had never loved her. He had been bored, thats all, bored like most people. Hence he had made himself out of whole cloth a life full of complications and drama. Something must happen and that explains most human commitments. Something must happen even loveless slavery, even war or death.
The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.
We don’t have the time to completely be ourselves. We only have the room to be happy.
Real generosity towards the future lies in giving all to the present.
The purpose of a writer is to keep civilization from destroying itself.
People hasten to judge in order not to be judged themselves.
Nobody realizes that some people expend tremendous energy merely to be normal.
At the heart of all beauty lies something inhuman.
Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth.
Heaven is not a place, and it is not a time. Heaven is being perfect. -And that isn’t flying a thousand miles an hour, or a million, or flying at the speed of light. Because any number is a limit, and perfection doesn’t have limits. Perfect speed, my son, is being there.
Don’t believe what your eyes are telling you. All they show is limitation. Look with your understanding. Find out what you already know and you will see the way to fly.
“Your whole body, from wingtip to wingtip,” Jonathan would say, other times, “is nothing more than your thought itself, in a form you can see. Break the chains of your thought, and you break the chains of your body, too.”
He was not bone and feather but a perfect idea of freedom and flight, limited by nothing at all.
You have the freedom to be yourself, your true self, here and now, and nothing can stand in your way.
To fly as fast as thought, to anywhere that is, you must begin by knowing that you have already arrived.
You have to practice and see the real gull, the good in every one of them, and to help them see it in themselves.
That’s what I mean by love.
Overcome space, and all we have left is Here.
Overcome time, and all we have left is Now.
We choose our next world through what we learn in this one. Learn nothing, and the next world is the same as this one, all the same limitations and lead weights to overcome.
– quotes from “Jonathan Livingston Seagull” by Richard Bach
I live through each day, Filled with faith and desire; And die when the Night comes In heaven−born fire.
I turn aside to the holy, the inexpressible, the mysterious Night.
To the Light is its period allotted; but beyond time and space is the empire of the Night.
In Death, eternal Life hath been revealed: And thou art Death, by thee we first are healed.
Soft is the end as the lyre’s mournful trembling. Remembrance fades i’ the gloom a shadow throws: So sang the song, a dreadful doom dissembling. Yet undefined remained eternal Night, The stern reminder of some distant might.
Carmilla is a gothic novella by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu from 1872, before Stoker’s Dracula saw the light.
Laura lives in Styria, she’s the nineteen girl who tells the story. She lives with her father in an isolated castle when Carmilla becomes a part of their lives.
Carmilla looks like a sweet, shy and a little weird girl, pale complexion and weak constitution, but she actually is a vampire. It’s implied that Laura is her next victim, but Carmilla also shows love for the girl and draws out her death instead of killing her in a few days.