Joseph Conrad
- The Secret Agent
He was a force. His thoughts caressed the images of ruin and destruction. He walked frail, insignificant, shabby, miserable - and terrible in the simplicity of his idea calling madness and despair to the regeneration of the world. Nobody looked at him. He passed on unsuspected and deadly, like a pest in the street full of men.
Gene Ziegler
- Excerpt from "A Grandchild's Guide to Using Grandpa's Computer"
If a packet hits a pocket on a socket on a port, and the bus is interrupted as a very last resort, and the address of the memory makes your floppy disk abort, then the socket packet pocket has an error to report! If your cursor finds a menu item followed by a dash, and the double-clicking icon puts your window in the trash, and your data is corrupted 'cause the index doesn't hash, then your situation's hopeless and your system's gonna crash!
Anonymous
- Ponzi Scheme of life
Everyone talks their book, and everyone searches for the answers they want. There can be no lies in this system, because the desired answer is unquestionable, and the undesired answer requires further investigation. And so the Ponzi Scheme of life goes on, as we pass our desired answers down to the next generation of suckers.
Vladimir Nabokov
- Lolita
Speaking of sharp turns: we almost ran over a meddlesome suburban dog (one of those that lie in wait for cars) as we swerved into Lawn Street. A little further, the Haze house, a white-framed horror, appeared, looking dingy and old, more gray than white-the kind of place you know will have a rubber tube affixed to the tub faucet instead of a shower.
Timothy
- Glove80
I just got myself an early birthday present, a new life partner, the Glove80. I'm currently on my third day of the adjustment period from a normal, staggered keyboard (I was on a Langtu GK65) to this new columnar layout. I'm proud to say that I've gotten up to 50-70% of my regular typing speed through doing focused practice on this site at least 15 minutes a day. I'm loving the thumb clusters, btw. Why the heck aren't these more commonplace?! Our thumbs are strong, let it do work!
Don't know
- Friends
"What are you doing?" She asks, head slightly tilted as she look up at the man of her dreams. "What do you think I'm doing?" He asks, with that sly smile of his. She clears her throat, staring at the curving that he drew on the sand they're sitting. 'If I close my eyes tight enough, will it be enough to detain this loud heartbeat of mine?' She sighed. "I curved out our name," He says. "With a heart?" She smiles. "Yeah. You're the only friend that I cannot afford to lose." Her smile disappeared.
Dallas Brooks
- balls
if your balls itch I got you homie ill itch them, I'll fondle them, I'll lick them, I'll do so many things to you. If your balls itch I got you homie ill itch them, I'll fondle them, I'll lick them, I'll do so many things to you.
Uncle Ben
- Spider-man
With great power, comes greater responsibility. If your heart is not as grand, you shall be consumed by your own might and hurt your loved ones unintentionally when you give vent to your rage.
Adelyn Lester
- My Lifestyle
Hey, have you ever been depressed before? That's how I feel; because of all my missing homework, my mom, boyfriend troubles, and friends in general, this is the worst lifestyle ever imagined. It just feels like I want to dig a hole, crawl in it, and bury myself. I came to find out my boyfriend likes a different girl. I know I recently "posted" a quote about something else but I have no one to talk to and if I talk to my mom, she's going to probably ground me.
Alexandra Bracken
- The Darkest Legacy
The scars of what had happened were still there, not glued together to try to minimize the appearance of them, but glowing with thin rivulets of gold - more beautiful for having once been broken.
The 1975
- About You
There was something about you that now I can't remember, it's the same damn thing that made my heart surrender. And I miss you on a train, I miss you in the morning. I never knew what to think about. I think about you.
Frank Herbert
- Dune Messiah - Farok
We came out of a mountain pass where the air was sick with water. I could scarcely breathe it. And there below me was the thing my friends had told me about : water as far as I could see and farther. We marched down to it. I waded out into it and drank. It was bitter and made me ill. But the wonder of it has never left me.
Kacey Musgraves
- Things I Would Miss From The Other Side
Dinner with friends in cities where none of us live. The face that somebody makes when you give them a gift. Every once in a while when I wake up early without trying and catch a sunrise.
bkliberty
- Boys and Girls with their friends
Brother (to friends): "Hey sup!" hard slap on the back. Sister (to friends): "Hey, how are you? How did you sleep?" don't listen to their friend's reply but instead immediately start gossiping. Brother (a day after fight with friends): "Sup, buddy!" Sister (a day after fight with friends): silence... Boys and girls have different relationships. Girls are too complicated. Boys are not that bad. At least they are all content with their types of relationships.
yukine
- typing revelations
Do you ever be just causally typing a quote, and as you simultaneously progress silently reading word-by-word, the deepness of the quote gradually starts hitting hard with every word revealed as you move through? same. I've had a couple of revelations just reading quotes on this website!
Yamada Sagiri
- The Space Between
Turn your emotion into intensity and power, all while maintaining rationality and not losing sight. What drives me is neither rage nor calm. It's the space between.
Marcus Aurelius
- Passion
People who love what they do wear themselves down doing it, they even forget to wash or eat. Do you have less respect for your own nature than the engraver does for engraving, the dancer for the dance, the miser for money or the social climber for status? When they're really possessed by what they do, they'd rather stop eating and sleeping than give up practicing their art.
George Orwell
- 1984
The sudden jerk out of sleep, the rough hand shaking your shoulder, the lights glaring in your eyes, the ring of hard faces round the bed. In the vast majority of cases there was no trial, no report of the arrest. People simply disappeared, always during the night. Your name was removed from the registers, every record of everything you had ever done was wiped out, your one-time existence was denied and then forgotten. You were abolished, annihilated: vaporized was the usual word.
mincedrice
- chrisgrae
I feel like I'm being left behind. Even though I'm always beside you, I still feel so far away. I feel it when you laugh at their jokes but not mine; when I ask how you are, and you don't ask me back; when you gush about how trustworthy and lovely our friend is; when you look at me like you hate me, then turn around and look at others lovingly. And maybe you don't mean to make me feel this way, but I do, and it makes me want to cry.
Timothy
- Flow
There are days when I can't get into the flow of typing. I get bothered by each small mistake I made, I notice that I lag in deleting the characters, I linger on them just a second longer than I normally would. There are also days where everything seems to just click in place. My mind doesn't care that I made a mistake, doesn't complain that I made a mistake; it anticipates mistakes, accepts it as part of typing, and moves on. Some days the mind is like still water, you can see to the bottom.
