#kindle

I was not miserable during this trial by fire. ↗

— Graydon Carter

#food

Loving means losing control of our schedule, our money, and our time. When we love we cease to be the master and become a servant. ↗

— Paul Miller

#love

We begin to resemble what we focus on. If we devote our lives to our jobs, then we mentally take the office to our daughter’s lacrosse game. ↗

— Paul Miller

#love

Surely God loves to get out of church buildings and go visit people where they hunger for reality. ↗

— Dylan Morrison

#love

I was always amused by the prayers of the saintly. “God do this, God don’t do that.” I thought God probably laughed at them too, unless He was a little annoyed by their temerity. ↗

— Jean Plaidy

#love

I felt no shame in these activities, because I understood what almost no one else seemed to grasp: that there was only an infinitesimal difference, a difference so small that it barely existed except as a figment of the human imagination, between working in a tall green glass building on Park Avenue and collecting litter in a park. In fact, there may have been no difference at all. ↗

— Jennifer Egan

#imagination

I write thrillers for the same reason that people read them – it's escapism. ↗

— Ken McClure

#mcclure #medical-thrillers #science #thrillers #science

It is a capital mistake to theorise before one has data. Insensibly one begins to twist facts to suit theories, instead of theories to suit facts. ↗

— Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

#capitalism

I don’t know. She was a sweet girl. As sweet as they come. I don’t know why I didn’t love her. It’s something you can’t really control. ↗

— Emily Giffin

#love

Looking back, I question whether I really loved Nate, or just the security of our relationship. I wonder if my feelings for him didn’t have a lot to do with hating my job. From the bar exam through that first hellish year as an associate, Nate was my escape. And sometimes that can feel an awful lot like love. ↗

— Emily Giffin

#love