Gj Quotes

Every picture ever taken is a fraction of a second, frozen in time forever.

I'd rather have five minutes of something amazing than a lifetime of nothing special

Give every opportunity five minutes. If that’s all it’s good for, so be it. But I’m not going to miss out on something amazing because I was too scared to take a chance.

True love is still true, even if you can’t live it the way you want to,

I wished for you," he whispered, so quietly that I struggled to hear. "What did that feel like? I've never made a wish in my life." My voice was as shaky as my words were stupid. "Everybody wishes for something, Charli." I put just enough space between us to be able to look at him. "Not me. I've saved them all up. Birthday candles, shooting stars, stray eyelashes...ladybugs. I've saved hem all up. I figure I'm owed hundreds of wishes now.

This boy was so far out of my league it was embarrassing. I found myself staring at him, trying to find some minute flaw that might justify dragging him back to my level. Finding nothing, I decided that having a dimple on only one cheek was practically a deformity.

Never say goodbye because goodbye means going away and going away means forgetting

I'm biding my time until my real life kicks in." "How will you know when that happens?" "It will be when I no longer have a list of things I've never done.

I don’t aspire to rule the world. I just want to rule my world.

Charlotte has a high tolerance for risk, she’s a slave to the sea and she takes pictures of time.

True love is still true, even if you can't live it the way you want to," I told her.

What happens if it doesn't work out, Charli?" he called. "Then it's not the end, Adam," I replied, barely slowing my walk.

Love must be invisible. No one ever sees it coming. It sneaks up behind you, bashes you over the head and leaves you in a state of stunned confusion for the rest of your life.

You don't manage an oppressor or dictator. You don't love people out of being controlling or abusive. You come up with a plan to secure whatever is most important to you before they kill you.

Chocolate cured everything,

I don’t think you’re going to need me when you jump this time.” Alex looked straight at me. “This time, I think you’re going to fly.

Following the rules only takes you so far, sooner or later you have to forget them and play by your heart.

Our lives are lived between madness and secrets... Our secrets make us who we are." - Derek Quinn

In nature there is no death, Only a reshuffling of atoms.

The harder the access, the sweeter the find.

It matters also that both Henry and his daughter Elizabeth were not just rulers but consummate performers, masters of political propaganda and political theater. They

His words burned to my very core as I drew a horrible conclusion. None of it had been real. I’d fallen in love with a boy who’d never belonged to me in the first place.

People everywhere were being told that this war was no continuation of politics by other means, no traditional struggle for limited objectives. It was a fight to the death with the forces of evil, and the stakes were survival and civilization itself. It is no simple thing to make people believe such things and later persuade them to accept a settlement based on compromise.

Added to all this was the emergence of a new set of social values—call it the Protestant ethic—that encouraged the prosperous to equate wealth with virtue and to regard the destitute as responsible for (even predestined to) their predicament.

The darkness of ignorance is allergic to the light of your truth. Speak your truth.

Every picture ever taken is a fraction of a second, frozen in time forever.” -Saving Wishes

It didn’t matter where in the world I was; I was always oblivious to the time difference.

Ordinaries, that church law was above the reach of the secular authorities. He was now an outsider, still officially secretary

I am the girl who has always been desperate to get the hell out of there.

C’è un tipo di dolore al quale si può fare l’abitudine, soprattutto se si pensa di meritarlo. E io, senza dubbio, me lo meritavo.

Winter was much slower. Cold June days were downright oppressive.

The things that scare us never look as daunting if you change the way you look at them.

She dipped her head, chasing my eyes. “Find her. Go forth and find chocolate cake girl.

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I don't have a problem w/ people not knowing about oppression & social issues. I DO have a problem w/ people standing their ground in ignorance. Viciously, even violently, protecting that ignorance from the light of truth. I do have a problem with that.

from 1550 to 1650, a century that encompassed the careers of Shakespeare and other writers of gigantic stature, Calvin was England’s most published author.

Unprovable stories about her sexual encounters with a horse have come down to the twenty-first century.

Grass isn't greener on the other side of the fence ... it's just a different kind of grass.

When all the complications and drama of the plot are resolved, the tale wraps up leaving no loose ends. Puzzle pieces fall into place and everything becomes clear.” I

Parts of her that had been separated for transit were still in limbo, unwrapping, trying to find their way home to her body. Wolf, D.C.. q-cave (p. 7). D. C. Wolf. Kindle Edition.

Europe’s leading humanist and scriptural scholar, Erasmus of Rotterdam

Puggle isn’t a word, Bridge.” Letting her down gently had no effect. She stomped a boot on the ground, making the contents of the mystery pink bag rattle in her hand. “It is,” she insisted. “Ask someone.” I looked from left to right, wondering who she was expecting me to stop. As busy as the park was, I couldn’t see a single person who looked knowledgeable in Australian wildlife. “What am I supposed to ask, Bridget?” I asked. “Excuse me ma’am, do you know what a puggle is?” She raised her free hand, bouncing on the spot. “I know! I know!” she squealed. “It’s a baby ’chidna.” I made a mental note to hold off on the sarcasm for a year or two. I decided to dazzle her with science instead. I took my phone from my pocket and Googled it – then had to eat my words because a baby echidna is indeed called a puggle. “How can you possibly know the things you do?” She grinned, reminding me too much of her mom. “I’m a smart girl, Ry.

Look upon friend and foe with equal regard, be not lifted up by praise or cast down by blame, regard heat and cold, pleasure and pain, honor and dishonor with the same quiet inner eye in harmony with all creation.

Salt was expensive, however, and so was used only with varieties of fish and meat that had demonstrated a capacity for surviving the preservation process in a reasonably appetizing state and were therefore regarded as “worth their salt.

I don't have a problem w/ people not knowing about #oppression & social issues. I DO have a problem w/ people standing their ground in ignorance. Viciously, even violently, protecting that ignorance from the light of truth. I do have a problem with that.

But of course he was also human, which is to say he was limited, and among his limitations was a blindness of a kind that is perhaps not all that unusual among extraordinary men of a certain type. Often right about important things, he was inclined to think himself always right about everything.

It never was about the musician or the instrument - it was about the laser notes in a hall of mirrors, the music itself. It was going to change the world for the better and it has. Maybe not as fast or as much as we wanted, but it has and it still will. Whether your name is Mozart, or Django Reinhardt, or Robert Johnson, or Jimi Hendrix, or whoever is next; who you are doesn't matter so long as you can open that conduit and let the music come through. It is the burning edge, whatever it sounds like and whoever is playing it. It is the noisy, messy, silly, invincible voice of life that comes through the LP on the turn-table, the transistor radio, or the Bose in your new Lexus that makes you want to get up out of whatever you are stuck in and dance. It is Dionysus and the Maenads all over again. No one can control it and I pity whoever tries. I am old now and only a house cat sunning herself in the window - but I was a tigress once, and I remember. I still remember.

The deletion of an apostrophe and a single letter turned “Jane’s” into “Jane,” and the words “and her” were inserted immediately thereafter. Now the crown was to pass not to the male heirs of Jane Grey but to “the Lady Jane and her heirs masles.” (Edward was of course highly literate, but spelling was a kind of free-form creative art in the sixteenth century

There arose in the aftermath of this battle the strangest and most beautiful legend of the war. It was said that, when the British peril was at its height, a majestic figure had appeared high in the sky with arm upraised. Some said it had been pointing to victory, others that it held back the Germans as the Tommies got away. It came to be known as the Angel of Mons. Even more colorful was the simultaneous legend of the Archers of Agincourt. In the late Middle Ages at Agincourt—not a great distance from Mons—English yeomen armed with longbows had won a great victory over a much bigger force of mounted and armored French knights. Four hundred and ninety-nine years later there were stories of German soldiers found dead at Mons with arrows through their bodies.

Hence one of the defining characteristics of Calvinism (and the Puritanism to which it gave rise in England): a zealous commitment to making the world a fully realized part of Christ’s kingdom. Curiously, people who believed they could do nothing to alter their eternal destinies nevertheless dedicated themselves to making everyone in the world conduct themselves in a holy manner as Calvin defined holiness. This was a matter of duty, and its aim was not to save souls but to protect the elect from the doomed.

The majority of the ruling classes did not save their blame and recriminations just for those working class people who were able to walk away from St. Peter’s Fields free of injury. Many of the wounded did not seek medical treatment for they were certain that it would invite retribution from the authorities. Rumours of such a spiteful attitude had a strong basis in fact. Despite the pain and the temptation to swoon again into a state of unconsciousness Thomas and Jacob shook their heads, just a little, as much as the soreness would allow. ‘Oh, no, sir; our cause is just. We mun stick together an’ demand the vote an’ better workin’ conditions,’ answered Jacob. ‘While them laws as keeps the price o’ bread up too ’igh is there we gotter keep goin’, sir. Folks is starving’ while wages is pressed down by factory owners,’ added Thomas.

I’m floating on an ocean of an illusion of a lost love and a broken heart was it yours or mine? waiting for the Sun of your being to appear and shine on my solitude On my despair and my messy moments of abandoned hopes and yet my eyes can’t stop watering the endless prairies of loneliness where have you been all this time when I was facing the deepest moments of despair welcoming the angel of death in the gloomiest , rainiest days of my life staring at a mountain we climbed up together far far away in the days of ignorance and pure happiness where have you been my love all this time Without me away from me and can my eyes ever stop shedding tears of sadness desiring your presence to lighten up the unknown future of my nothingness

She remembered asking, as they headed towards Newbury, if this was where Watership Down had been set. Jack had laughed – ‘European Capital of the Hunt’ he called it. ‘Wall-to-wall fascists’. Then he slipped seamlessly into one of his tirades against the ‘landed gentry’ and the hypocrisy which underpinned their supposed love of the countryside. All that was missing was the T-shirt: FUCK THE RABBITS!

Don Pedro Luis de Borja-Pierluigi Borgia to the Italians—was still in his mid-twenties when he became the first member of his family to be the most hated man in Rome. He did so not by behaving badly in any way of which a credible record has survived, but by carrying out an assignment that made him the enemy of some of the most badly behaved Romans of his time.

bare minimum to scrape through. If she

Actualmente, un habitante medio del planeta tiene a su disposición casi setecientas veces más energía útil que sus antepasados de principios del siglo XIX. Es más, durante la vida de las personas nacidas después de la Segunda Guerra Mundial, el índice se ha más que triplicado, de unos 10 a los 34 GJ/cápita entre 1950 y 2020.

(It takes some effort to grasp just how small the American government and its military were before the Great War. Fewer than twenty officers served on the Army General Staff in Washington. The planning staff was only half that size. And yet the War Department, together with the Post Office, accounted for well over half of the federal payroll.)

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I will not tiptoe around for the benefit of ignorant men and women who cannot see beyond their own bigotries.

You two aren’t bumping uglies, are you?

Monsieur Beaucaire,

If you can't say something nice... don't say nothing at all! A quote from Thumper in Bambi.

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From Resident: We grew up in an analogue world and changed it to a digital world...This isn't a digital world. Computers make everything wrong or right, black or white, off or on at some level. Life is shades of grey.

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Today I’m wearing a light-blue Savile Row hand-tailored suit, Lilly Pulitzer tie, Hermès pocket square in the breast pocket, and Bedfordshire bespoke shoes custom made by G.J. Cleverley’s lead craftsman on Old Bond Street. I

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The troops were cracking because they could not absorb what was happening to them, because they knew themselves to be utterly powerless (bravery had little survival value when one was on the receiving end of a bombardment), and because they had no confidence that the generals who had put them in danger knew what they were doing. Men whose courage was beyond challenge could and did break down if subjected to enough strain of this kind.

I may not be the cleverest, lad, but I know this much… belonging isn’t a place, it’s a state of mind. Loss is something that follows you, wherever you are, wherever you go. You have to make your peace with it or it will eat you up inside, and you’ll be no better than a roamer.

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fare was good, but it soon became very samey

They were clearing out spent annuals and cutting back perennials with care. Seeing summer being packed away after its days of glory always made her wistful.

Men do not die for things they doubt

The accepted version of his life story provides the world with something it apparently needs: the perfect example of papal decadence.

Upon bullying and bribing his way to the throne at last, this towering but evil-tempered man, a great hater as well as a great patron of Michelangelo, made it one of his purposes to blacken the Borgia name. He had former associates of the Borgias tortured in the quest for blacking material. Though the results must have disappointed him keenly-employment by the Borgias turned out to be no guarantee that one had witnessed unspeakable things-the supply of gossip grew steadily all the same, at a pace that accelerated over time.

The dark legend of the Borgias, having taken root in Italy, found a wider audience when religious reformers went forth in search of evidence not just that non-Italian popes were a bad idea but that the papacy was an evil institution, illegitimate, and inherently corrupt.

Even the rank and file were career soldiers for the most part, volunteers drawn mainly from Britain’s urban poor and working classes, more loyal to their regiments and to one another than to any sentimental notions of imperial glory, and ready to make a joke of anything.

I know, when someone misses home, everything seems much prettier and better than it is in reality, but it’s easier this way. It is a way to survive the ugliness and terror that surrounds us in moments of despair.

People say, ‘Every man is the architect of his own fortune’, but I learned the hard way that obsolete sayings tend to fail in our new reality.

staffing cannon fire at the Immortals as it did so, and scattering

Często rozmyślałam, co by się stało, gdyby wyszli z założenia, że zwyczajnie zdradziłam. Co zrobiono by ze mną, a może nawet z moimi bliskimi, gdybyśmy kiedykolwiek uszli stamtąd z życiem? Historia zdołała już nauczyć nas tego i owego o zemście i zamiłowaniu ludzi do makabry.

Ludzie powiadają, że każdy jest kowalem swego losu, ale ja przekonałam się na własnej skórze, że przedpotopowe frazesy zwykle nie sprawdzają się w nowej rzeczywistości.

Zdawałam sobie sprawę, że kiedy ktoś tęskni za domem, wszystko tam wydaje mu się dużo ładniejsze i lepsze niż w rzeczywistości, ale tak jest łatwiej. To sposób na przetrwanie brzydoty i grozy, która nas otacza w chwili rozpaczy.

I had often thought about it, what would happen if they assumed I was just a traitor What they would do to me and maybe even to my loved ones if we should ever get out of there alive? History taught us something about vengeance and peoples’ fondness for the macabre.

But sadly our blinkered romanticism made us foolish and careless.

GJ, you is blessed. . . .You got Daddy! Your momma ain’t no different than Ida upstairs or me down here, she just can’t ’cept it. But your daddy, your Daddy ‘gonna see you through.

The books I list as ''read'' are the basic foundation, the core, of my reading for my own writing.

In fact, however, Calvin regarded predestination as logically inescapable but otherwise beyond human understanding and in practical terms not of great importance.

One of the earliest treatises was written at the end of the twelfth century or the beginning of the thirteenth by a shadowy figure called Walter of Henley, who may have been a bailiff. He seems in some ways to anticipate the changes that were to occur with the breakdown of the feudal system. Walter of Henley describes an essentially feudal estate operating both two-year and three-year rotations and employs the didactic style so popular with Roman writers.8 He advises on how to select labourers, rather in the Roman style. He has a small section on manure, so clearly its value was recognised even then: “Do not sell your stubble… or… you will lose much. Good son, cause manure to be gathered in heaps and mixed with earth… And before the drought of March comes let your manure, which has been scattered within the court and without, be gathered together… Put your manure which has been mixed with earth on sandy ground… Manure your lands and do not plough them too deeply.” Walter seems to ascribe the benefit of manuring to its ability to retain moisture in dry weather, especially if it is mixed with marl or soil.

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Angrily, even tearfully, he complained of the divisions within the clergy, where “some be too stiff in their old Mumpsimus, others be too busy and curious in their new Sumpsimus.

At one of the villages, Wytschaete, there was hard fighting a day after the opening of the dikes. A unit of Bavarians had tried to take Wytschaete and failed, and in the aftermath of the attack a captain named Hoffman lay badly wounded between his troops and the French defenders. One of Hoffman’s men moved out of a protected position and, under enemy fire, picked him up and carried him to safety. The rescue accomplished nothing—the captain soon died of his wounds. But his rescuer would claim years later, in a notorious book, that his escape without a scratch was his first intimation that he was being spared for some great future. In the nearer term he was decorated for bravery. It was just a few days after Adolf Hitler’s exploit that Kaiser Wilhelm pinned the Iron Cross Second Class on his tunic.

Erasmus argued that the father of the Reformation was wrong—that man does have free will.

He was rather statedly conservative in his religious beliefs-entirely comfortable with established dogma and no friend of theological or philosophical innovation-but he showed marked tolerance in dealing with those whose views were not as orthodox as his own, on one occasion making the lame joke that “the Lord requires not the death of the sinner, but rather that he pay and live.” Late in his career, when the Jews were being expelled from Spain, Rodrigo would annoy Ferdinand and Isabella by making the refugees welcome in Rome.

Education is what survives when what has been learned has been forgotten. B F Skinner

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Almost everything they heard and read assured them that their glorious armies would soon be victorious, that their cause was a noble one, and that the enemy was wicked in ways rarely seen in history.