Mindi Quotes

1. "They went to the tree. Daemon dismounted and leaned against the tree, staring in the direction of the house. The stallion jiggled the bit, reminding him he wasn't alone. "I wanted to say good-bye," Daemon said quietly. For the first time, he truly saw the intelligence—and loneliness—in the horse's eyes. After that, he couldn't keep his voice from breaking as he tried to explain why Jaenelle was never going to come to the tree again, why there would be no more rides, no more caresses, no more talks. For a moment, something rippled in his mind. He had the odd sensation he was the one being talked to, explained to, and his words, echoing back, lacerated his heart. To be alone again. To never again see those arms held out in welcome. To never hear that voice say his name. To… Daemon gasped as Dark Dancer jerked the reins free and raced down the path toward the field. Tears of grief pricked Daemon's eyes. The horse might have a simpler mind, but the heart was just as big."
Author: Anne Bishop

2. "A very close friend of mine keeps reminding me that since about the age of 50, I've been saying, 'I'm finished. I haven't got another one in me.' But somehow you do."
Author: Athol Fugard

3. "I think he likes you" Miranda Whispered. Realizing she and Derek had drawn attention, she glanced away. "He's probably just curious about me like everyone else" she whispered back. "Nope. He's hot for you" Della said, reminding Kylie of the supernatural hearing of some of the campers. "When he was sitting by you at lunch, he oozed so much testosterone that it was hard to breathe. He wants your body" Della teased. "Well, he's not getting it" Kylie said."
Author: C.C. Hunter

4. "De lehet, hogy az ember megkérdezi magától: Én is feminista vagyok? Lehet, hogy nem. Nem tudom! Még mindig nem tudom, mi az! Túl fáradt és hajszolt vagyok hozzá, hogy kibogozzam. Még mindig nincs feltéve az a karnis! Nincs idom kitalálni, hogy az emancipáció híve vagyok-e. Olyan sok minden tartozik bele. MIT IS JELENT? Megértem. Íme, így lehet gyorsan megtudni, hogy feminista-e az ember. Tedd a kezed a bugyidba! a, Van vaginád? b, És te akarod kontrollálni?Ha mindkét válasz igen, akkor gratulálok! Feminista vagy."
Author: Caitlin Moran

5. "Alone with everybodythe flesh covers the boneand they put a mindin there andsometimes a soul,and the women breakvases against the wallsand them men drink toomuchand nobody finds theonebut they keeplookingcrawling in and outof beds.flesh coversthe bone and theflesh searchesfor more thanflesh.there's no chanceat all:we are all trappedby a singularfate.nobody ever findsthe one.the city dumps fillthe junkyards fillthe madhouses fillthe hospitals fillthe graveyards fillnothing elsefills."
Author: Charles Bukowski

6. "I verily believe that her not remembering and not minding in the least, made me cry again, inwardly - and that is the sharpest crying of all."
Author: Charles Dickens

7. "I was staying in a hotel in San Francisco for a couple of nights, before flying back to the UK. My hotel was a desperate grey block made from paper and people's screams. At night the sound of strangers having icy sex echoed off the building and poured through the broken air conditioning, like tiny daggers I couldn't see, reminding me of just the tip of what I was missing."
Author: Craig Stone

8. "Socrates: Have you noticed on our journey how often the citizens of this new land remind each other it is a free country? Plato: I have, and think it odd they do this.Socrates: How so, Plato?Plato: It is like reminding a baker he is a baker, or a sculptor he is asculptor.Socrates: You mean to say if someone is convinced of their trade, they haveno need to be reminded.Plato: That is correct.Socrates: I agree. If these citizens were convinced of their freedom, they would not need reminders."
Author: E.A. Bucchianeri

9. "People know your tragedies and they treat you like you're not human. Like you're a three-headed goat. A monster from some other planet. They keep reminding you of your pain. You see how they look at me? They're stuck on that person I used to be. They can't see that old life as just a moment in time that I've moved on from. It was a horrible life."
Author: Eric Jerome Dickey

10. "It was the fact that she was in every piece, in every corner, on every shelf. She was everywhere, reminding me how much in love with her I was."
Author: Fisher Amelie

11. "Sophronia was minding her own business and running late to luncheon, as was her custom. She'd let to learn the advantage of punctuality. As she told Sister Mattie the third time she was late to household potions and poisons, nothing interesting happened until after an event commenced."
Author: Gail Carriger

12. "The rain falls endlessly, and even on the hottest of summer days, blooming white cumulus clouds float above, their shadows reminding you that summer's heat is fleeting, and the rain's never far off"
Author: Gayle Forman

13. "Nagyon szomorú napok következtek; komor az élet az olyan házban, mely üresnek látszik, mert örökre eltunt belole valaki, akit annyira megszoktunk, és ha kezünkbe akad a halott valamilyen kedves holmija, mindig friss fájdalommal telnek meg a napjaink. Egy-egy emlék érinti minduntalan szívünket s megsebzi. Itt a karosszéke, a napernyoje ott maradt az elocsarnokban, ez az o pohara, amelyhez a lány még hozzá sem nyúlt. És minden szobában hányódik valamilyen apróság: az ollója, egy kesztyu, az a könyv, melynek lapjait elnehezedett ujjai meggyurték; ezer semmiség fájóan jelentos lesz, mert ezer apró részletre emlékeztet. És üldöz a hangja! Azt hisszük, hogy ot halljuk. Menekülni szeretnénk, bármerre, bárhová, kiszökni ennek a háznak kísérteti közül. De maradni kell, mert mások is vannak, akik maradnak, s ok is szenvednek."
Author: Guy De Maupassant

14. "So there's no such thing as one too many this, one too many that. I remember, you're reminding me of early in my career, somebody said to me: why are you taking so many roles as a policeman."
Author: Harvey Keitel

15. "The Chinese enjoyed the grim spectacle of death, Jim had decided, as a way of reminding themselves of how precariously they were alive. They liked to be cruel for the same reason, to remind themselves of the vanity of thinking that the world was anything else."
Author: J.G. Ballard

16. "One unlikely Luddite was also one of the first long-term beneficiaries. Plato (channeling the nonwriter Socrates) warned that this technology meant impoverishment: For this invention will produce forgetfulness in the minds of those who learn to use it, because they will not practice their memory. Their trust in writing, produced by external characters which are no part of themselves, will discourage the use of their own memory within them. You have invented an elixir not of memory, but of reminding; and you offer your pupils the appearance of wisdom, not true wisdom."
Author: James Gleick

17. "But pain is like a fresh wound. If you add pressure to it, the more it'll hurt. With time, the wound will heal. A scar will remain, reminding you that the pain once existed. Time heals."
Author: Jasmine Rose

18. "Your presence here is is only a matter of conducting an experiment in limits, reminding yourself of what you aren't."
Author: Jay McInerney

19. "Dezdemónának fogalma sem volt róla, mi történik vele. O még nem úgy képzelte el saját benso énjét, mint egy hatalmas komputert, ahol minden egyesek és nullák végtelen láncolatából és esetleg egy-egy ólálkodó vírusból áll. Mi, mai emberek, már tisztában vagyunk azzal, hogy saját genetikai térképünket mindenhová magunkkal hurcoljuk. Akkor is a sorsunk diktátumának engedelmeskedünk, amikor az utcasarkon ogyelgünk. Ez rajzolja ugyanazokat a ráncokat az arcunkra, amiket a szüleink is viselnek. Ennek köszönhetjük jellegzetes családi vonásainkat és szokásainkat. Génjeink mélyen belénk ivódtak, ezek diktálják a szemmozgásunkat, de úgy, hogy két novér mindig ugyanúgy kacsint, a fiúikrek pedig uniszónóban fújnak gömböt a rágógumijukból."
Author: Jeffrey Eugenides

20. "– KATY ANN SWARTZ!! A mély álom ringató ölelésébol egy dühödt kiáltás rántott ki: rekedt férfinevetés követte. Felpattant a szemem. Nem is emlékeztem, anyu mikor használta utoljára a teljes nevemet. Megvan: évekkel ezelott, amikor meg akartam simogatni egy oposszumkölyköt, amelyik az erkélyünkre tévedt. Anyu az ajtómban állt, még mindig a köpenyében, a szája eltátva, mögötte Will, az arcán fura, elégedett mosoly. – Mi van? – motyogtam. Megmozdult a párnám. Lepillantottam, és az arcomat elfutotta a pír. Daemon még mindig az ágyamban feküdt. Én pedig félig orajta. Az egyik keze az enyémre kulcsolódott, és a szívére szorította. Jajistememcsakeztne."
Author: Jennifer L. Armentrout

21. "... the scarlet thread,the red clay from which we were made, runs in tiny streams through all our veins, reminding us of where we began..."
Author: John Geddes

22. "I was minding my own buisness long before you and the princess started humping like rabbits."
Author: Julie Kagawa

23. "Pleasured equallyIn seeking as in finding,Each detail minding,Old Walt went seekingAnd finding."
Author: Langston Hughes

24. "-in New York, a cat could look at a king. Hell, a cat could get himself elected king. But in England, where people had windows reminding them of ancestors whose bones had long since gone to dust? In England, the country that had perfected the art of the devastating remark? In England, where the servants' entrance waited, where all ears were tuned for the tiniest wrong accent, where the exquisitely subtle vocabulary of Us and Them held ten thousand complicated traps, uspoken and unarguable?"
Author: Laurie R. King

25. "The Griffith House was like nothing Viviane remembered, reminding her of how fast the world changed and of how insignificant she was in the grand scheme of things. She thought it unfair that her life should be both irrelevant and difficult. One or the other seemed quite enough."
Author: Leslye Walton

26. "It's not that photography recaptures the world you have been in; more that it creates a new one: photographs are like Post-It Notes reminding us of the deep architectonic forms of space and thought."
Author: Luke Davies

27. "Mondhatom, kedves volt magától, kicsikém, hogy arra kérte az abbét, akadályozza meg, hogy ajándékokat küldjek magának. Micsoda csacsiság! Ugyan mit küldök én? Az övénél magasabb hatalom akadályoz meg benne, hogy szívem szerint küldjek; de a vágyat, a szándékot se o, se más nem fogja kiölni belolem soha. Engem oszintén boldoggá tesz mindig, hogy megajándékozhatom, és maga is velem örülhetne inkább, ha ezt az örömet gyakrabban szerezném meg magamnak. A köszönet e módja mindenesetre roppantul tetszett."
Author: Madame De Sévigné

28. "Our friends have a way of reminding us of how fabulous we are when the rest of the world has forgotten."
Author: Mandy Hale

29. "Our national motto is 'In God we Trust,' reminding us that faith in our Creator is the most important American value of all."
Author: Marco Rubio

30. "Under Barack Obama, the only 'Change' is that 'Hope' has been hard to find. Now millions of Americans are insecure about their future. But instead of inspiring us by reminding us of what makes us special, he divides us against each other. He tells Americans they're worse off because others are better off. That people got rich by making others poor."
Author: Marco Rubio

31. "Hard though it may be to accept, remember that guilt is sometimes a friendly internal voice reminding you that you're messing up."
Author: Marge Kennedy

32. "…a kihasználatlan alkotó ero az egyik legsötétebb romboló ero. Ha valakinek alkotó tehetsége van, de lustaságból vagy hasonló okból nem használja ki, akkor ez a pszichikai ero méreggé válik. Ezért van az, hogy neurózisokat és pszichózisokat ki nem élt magasabb lehetoségként diagnosztizálunk. A neurózis gyakran többlet, nem pedig mínusz, hanem meg nem élt plusz, magasabb lehetoség a tudatosabbá vagy alkotóbbá válásra, amitol viszont az adott ember buta kifogással visszakozik. A magasabb tudatosság felé fejlodés elutasítása tapasztalatunk szerint a leheto legrombolóbb dolog. Többek között arra indítja az illeto személyt, hogy mindenki mást is akadályozzon, aki meg akarja próbálni. Akinek ki nem élt alkotóereje van, más emberek kreativitását is igyekszik tönkretenni, és aki a tudatosulás meg nem élt lehetoségét hordja magában, az mindig azon van, hogy mások ilyen irányú kísérleteit is elbizonytalanítsa."
Author: Marie Louise Von Franz

33. "EGY DEFINÍCIÓ, AMIT NEM TALÁLTOK MEG A SZÓTÁRBAN:Nem elmenni: A bizalom és szeretett aktusa,amit a gyerekek szinte mindig megértenek."
Author: Markus Zusak

34. "You know, I saw that on the news last week. People walking down the street, minding their own business, and BAM their lips turn elastic and wrap themselves around a friend's man. Happens all the time. It's a side-effect from the 'Stupid Pill'. Must have refilled your prescription before you left town."
Author: Nancy Straight

35. "He thought about going out and buying a Sunday paper but decided not to. Arnold Stockton, Jessica's boss, a many-chinned, self-made caricature of a man, owned all the Sunday papers that Rupert Murdoch had failed to buy. His own papers talked about him, and so did the rest. Reading a Sunday paper would, Richard suspected, probably end up reminding him of the dinner had failed to attend on Friday night. So instead Richard had a long hot bath and a number of sandwiches, and several cups of tea."
Author: Neil Gaiman

36. "I knew we'd wear them down. Eve said."After all" we really are amazinglycool.And now it was eves turn for a high five with shane.For a bunch of misfit geeks,slackers, and losers.which one are you? Shane asked she flipped him off. oh right loser thanks for reminding me."
Author: Rachel Caine

37. "Just read The Virtue of Minding Your Own Business. Oh my, what currents run deep! Beautifully seen, beautifully told. Praise praise praise . . . Pardon my French, but you are one darn major American writer!"---Richard Bach, author of Jonathan Livingston Seagull and Illusions, on Sandcastle and Other Stories"
Author: Richard Bach

38. "Well … Zeus approves, Aeolus muttered. ?He says … he says it would be better if you could avoid saving her until after the weekend, because he has a big party planned—Ow! That‘s Aphrodite yelling at him, reminding him that the solstice starts at dawn. She says I should help you. And Hephaestus… yes. Hmm. Very rare they agree on anything. Hold on"
Author: Rick Riordan

39. "My cheeks are red hot,my lip still trembles,because I sent my heartto speak; every word of itdelusional and awkward,an exuberance, an abrupt sound.That's how I spoke, oh, it stillshows on my hot cheeksI'm now carrying home.I look down at the snowand walk past many houses,past many hedges, many trees,the snow adorns hedge, tree and house.I walk on, staring downat the snow, on my cheeksnothing but red-hot memoryreminding me of my wild talk."
Author: Robert Walser

40. "I'm writing a first draft and reminding myself that I'm simply shoveling sand into a box so that later I can build castles."
Author: Shannon Hale

41. "Olyan tökéletes júniusi nap van, amilyet mindig szeretnél leírni, de sosem sikerül. Képzeld el a frissen mosott vászon illatát, az eso után száradó édes fuét, képzeld el a sávokban táncoló napfényt a réten, a mentalevelek ízét a nyelveden, a tulipánok fess ragyogását a kertben, zöld, sárgává fogyó, kékké növekvo árnyak… a vakító fény… a nap forró érintése a borödön… a napfény vakító nyílvesszoi, amint visszapattannak a víz mély, üveges kékjérol…az elragadtatás… növekvo, szétpattanó buborékok… a sikló mozgás… a víz folyékony éneke az evezo nyomán… táncoló színfoltok: mindezt szeretni kell, dédelgetni. Soha többé nem jo ilyen nap!(Egy júniusi nap)"
Author: Sylvia Plath

42. "-Tudom – mondta csöndesen Tracy –, de mégis meg fogsz változni, akár akarod, akár nem. Semmi nem marad ugyanaz. Semmi, gondolta Millicent. Milyen rémes is lenne, ha az ember sosem változna… ha az élete végéig az a néhány évvel korábbi, unalmas és szégyenlos Millicent maradna. Szerencsére azonban az ember mindig változik, fejlodik, halad.(Beavatás)"
Author: Sylvia Plath

43. "Van egy nap, amelyet sosem fogsz elfelejteni, bármennyire próbálod is. Mindig eszedbe jut, amikor eljön a nyár, s már eléggé meleg az ido az evezéshez. Amikor itt az elso kéklo júniusi nap, kél az emlék, elevenen, kristálytisztán, mintha könnyeken át látnád…(Egy júniusi nap)"
Author: Sylvia Plath

44. "Every night is Christmas Eve on old East Main,Sailors and their sweethearts all agree.Neon signs of red and greenShine upon the friendly scene,Welcoming you in from off the sea.Santa's bag is filled with all your dreams come true:Nickel beers that sparkle like champagne,Barmaids who all love to screw,All of them reminding youIt's Christmas Eve on old East Main."
Author: Thomas Pynchon

45. "Later than usual one summer morning in 1984, Zoyd Wheeler drifted awake in sunlight through a creeping fig that hung in the window, with a squadron of blue jays stomping around on the roof. In his dreams these had been carrier pigeons from someplace far across the ocean, landing and taking off again one by one, each bearing a message for him, but none of whom, light pulsing in the wings, he could ever quite get to in time. He understood it to be another deep nudge from forces unseen, almost surely connected with the letter that had come along with his latest mental-disability check, reminding him that unless he did something publicly crazy before a date now less than a week away, he would no longer qualify for benefits. He groaned out of bed. Somewhere down the hill hammers and saws were busy and country music was playing out of somebody's truck radio. Zoyd was out of smokes."
Author: Thomas Pynchon

46. "Teach me how to love you so goodour hearts will be beatingthunderouslyagainst our ribcagesstraining to get out.For so long I have only knownhow to hurt.There are scars on my body likeconstellations. The one on my hip was from when I was sixand I learned my parents were the Titanic and the iceberg.My wrist has a faint bruisereminding me of when I gave myselfto a boy who crashed and burnedand took me down with him.Heartbreak sounds a lot likea slamming door.Show me it doesn't have to be this way,I want to be proven wrong.Teach me how to love right."
Author: Tina Tran

47. "I think what you mostly do when you find you really are alone is to panic. You rush to the opposite extreme and pack yourself into groups - clubs, teams, societies, types. You suddenly start dressing exactly like the others. It's a way of being invisible. The way you sew the patches on the holes in your blue jeans becomes incredibly important. If you do it wrong you're not with it. That's a peculiar phrase, you know? With it. With what? With them. With the others. All together. Safety in numbers. I'm not me. I'm a basketball letter. I'm a popular kid. I'm my friend's friend. I'm a black leather growth on a Honda. I'm a member. I'm a teenager. You can't see me, all you can see is us. We're safe. And if We see You standing alone by yourself, if you're lucky we'll ignore you. If you're not lucky, we might throw rocks. Because we don't like people standing there with the wrong kind of patches on their jeans reminding us that we're each alone and none of us is safe."
Author: Ursula K. Le Guin

48. "Ez a „most" az egyetlen realitás, amit ismerünk; a már-nem színes semmijét követi, és a jövo abszolút semmijét elozi meg. Így egészen szó szerinti értelemben mondhatjuk, hogy a tudatos emberi élet mindig csak egy pillanatig tart, mert a saját tudatáramunkra irányuló szándékos figyelem egyetlen pillanatában sem tudhatjuk, hogy követi-e újabb pillanat."
Author: Vladimir Nabokov

49. "[…] az ostobaság ugyanis mindig a zsúfoltság szinonimája, és semmi sincs jobban tele, mint egy üres fej."
Author: Vladimir Nabokov

50. "És ez még semmi. Mindig akadnak olyanok, akik felvállalják, hogy megvédik Istent, mintha a Végso Valóság, a lét fenntartó kerete gyenge és tehetetlen volna. Ezek az emberek elmennek egy lepra torzította no mellett, aki pár fillérért koldul, elmennek a rongyokba öltözött, utcán lakó gyerekek mellett, és azt gondolják: „Hát igen, ez már csak így van." De ha felfigyelnek valami Isten elleni apró sérelemre, az már egészen más ügy. Az arcuk kivörösödik, mellkasuk zihál, dühös szavakat fröcskölnek. Felháborodásuk foka elképeszto. Elszántságuk félelmetes. Ezek az emberek nem ismerik fel, hogy az Istent belülrol kell védelmezni, nem kívülrol. Dühüket magukra kellene irányítaniuk. Mert a megmutatkozó gonosz a belso gonosz, akit kiengedtek. A fo harctér a jóért nem a nyilvános aréna területe, hanem minden szív kis tisztása. Közben az özvegyek és a hajléktalan gyerekek sorsa nagyon nehéz, tehát az álszenteknek inkább oket kellene oly buzgón védeniük, nem pedig Istent."
Author: Yann Martel

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