#kindle

They keep track of time. Sometimes things happen and you feel that you need to mark them down. ↗

— Scott O'Connor

#tattoos #time #kindlehighlight

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

The instruction we find in books is like fire. We fetch it from our neighbours, kindle it at home, communicate it to others, and it becomes the property of all. ↗

— Voltaire

#books #communicate #fetch #find #fire

Each death laid a dreadful charge of complicity on the living; each death was incongenerous, its guilt irreducible, its sadness immortal; a bracelet of bright hair about the bone. ↗

— John Fowles

#death

Men of integrity, by their very existence, rekindle the belief that as a people we can live above the level of moral squalor. We need that belief; a cynical community is a corrupt community. ↗

— John W. Gardner

#belief #community #corrupt #cynical #existence

The mind is not a vessel to be filled but a fire to be kindled. ↗

— Plutarch

#filled #fire #kindled #mind #vessel

There is in every true woman's heart, a spark of heavenly fire, which lies dormant in the broad daylight of prosperity, but which kindles up and beams and blazes in the dark hour of adversity. ↗

— Washington Irving

#beams #blazes #broad #dark #daylight

There is in every woman's heart a spark of heavenly fire which lies dormant in the broad daylight of prosperity, but which kindles up and beams and blazes in the dark hour of adversity. ↗

— Washington Irving

#beams #blazes #broad #dark #daylight

Honestly, I think we should be delighted people still want to read, be it on a Kindle or a Nook or whatever the latest device is. ↗

— J. K. Rowling

#device #honestly #i #i think #kindle

One day Augustus asked Newt to ride along with him, much to Newt’s surprise. In the morning they saw a grizzly, but the bear was far upwind and didn’t scent them. It was a beautiful day—no clouds in the sky. Augustus rode with his big rifle propped across the saddle—he was in the highest of spirits. They rode ahead of the herd some fifteen miles or more, and yet when they stopped to look back they could still see the cattle, tiny black dots in the middle of the plain, with the southern horizon still far behind them. ↗

— Larry McMurtry

#beauty