#pare

What do we, as a nation, care about books? How much do you think we spend altogether on our libraries, public or private, as compared with what we spend on our horses? ↗

— John Ruskin

#altogether #books #care #compared #horses

Parents like the idea of kids, they just don't like their kids. ↗

— Morley Safer

#just #kids #like #parents #their

What does it feel like to be a parent? What does it feel like to be a child? And that's what stories do. They bring you there. They offer a dramatic explanation, which is always different from an expository explanation. ↗

— Richard Russo

#bring #child #different #does #dramatic

After that I couldn't show my face outside. I lost my identity and balance. I was still living with my parents, and they were my only friends. For so many people, this thing with the nurse was confirmation that I must be mad or mentally ill. ↗

— Mathias Rust

#balance #confirmation #face #friends #i

My parents were angry, but they were relieved that I was in good condition. They had been afraid the Russians would torture me. They told me not to do it again! ↗

— Mathias Rust

#again #angry #been #condition #good

Seven hundred and sixteen billion dollars, funneled out of Medicare by President Obama. An obligation we have to our parents and grandparents is being sacrificed, all to pay for a new entitlement we didn't even ask for. The greatest threat to Medicare is Obamacare, and we're going to stop it. ↗

— Paul Ryan

#being #billion #dollars #entitlement #even

There's probably one more story about Bosnia that I'd like to do, because I spent a fair amount of time on the Serb side of the lines, which isn't apparent in the other books. ↗

— Joe Sacco

#amount #apparent #because #books #bosnia

Are not laws dangerous which inhibit the passions? Compare the centuries of anarchy with those of the strongest legalism in any country you like and you will see that it is only when the laws are silent that the greatest actions appear. ↗

— Marquis de Sade

#anarchy #any #appear #centuries #compare

She had already allowed her delectable lover to pluck that flower which, so different from the rose to which it is nevertheless sometimes compared, has not the same faculty of being reborn each spring. ↗

— Marquis de Sade

#already #being #compared #delectable #different

Writing is a question of finding a certain rhythm. I compare it to the rhythms of jazz. Much of the time life is a sort of rhythmic progression of three characters. If one tells oneself that life is like that, one feels it less arbitrary. ↗

— Francoise Sagan

#certain #characters #compare #feels #finding