#y

As centuries of dictators have known, an illiterate crowd is the easiest to rule; since the craft of reading cannot be untaught once it has been acquired, the second-best recourse is to limit its scope. ↗

— Alberto Manguel

#dictators #illiteracy #reading #censorship

Her parents, she said, has put a pinball machine inside her head when she was five years old. The red balls told her when she should laugh, the blue ones when she should be silent and keep away from other people; the green balls told her that she should start multiplying by three. Every few days a silver ball would make its way through the pins of the machine. At this point her head turned and she stared at me; I assumed she was checking to see if I was still listening. I was, of course. How could one not? The whole thing was bizarre but riveting. I asked her, What does the silver ball mean? She looked at me intently, and then everything went dead in her eyes. She stared off into space, caught up in some internal world. I never found out what the silver ball meant. ↗

— Kay Redfield Jamison

#bipolar-disorder #depression #mania #manic #manic-depression

Jace, There is no wedding! Stop Isabelle! Sit on her if you have to. Just stop her from doing whatever she's doing or I can never come home. -Alec ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace-lightwood #postcards #city-of-fallen-angels

No wonder you and Jace like each other so much. You're both crazy walking arsenals. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#city-of-fallen-angels

Dear Alec and Magnus, I known we're not really close, but Isabelle just came by to drop off a pleated orange velvet tux that she claims I will be wearing to your wedding. Is this true, and if so, why orange? -Simon ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#simon-lewis #city-of-fallen-angels

She is fine. She hates us both but it really didn't sound like anything else was wrong ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#simon-lewis #city-of-fallen-angels

A blanket would be a great surface to print my new book on, so you could read it in bed while you’re having boring, obligatory sex with your spouse, who’s as dry and exciting as a sack of flour. 
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— Jarod Kintz

#books #boring #brick-and-blanket #funny #humor

If people were like rain, I was like drizzle and she was a hurricane. ↗

— John Green

#rain

Memory is the only afterlife I have ever believed in. But the forgetting inside us cannot be stopped. We are programmed to betray. ↗

— Michael Ignatieff

#forgetting #memory #afterlife

Wherever you go..., you'll see Heaven and Hell on every side... in us. Look for them and you'll soon know them. There on your left, Hell shuffles by, carrying a reluctant, gloomy chicken, his only comrade. There on your right, Heaven spring past, singing - a lunatic, a little too much for civilized contact. Just the way it always was. ↗

— Daniel Quinn

#hell #purgatory #afterlife