Hipolito Gerstein > Hipolito's Quotes

“Take it from me, kid, sometimes it’s okay to run. You run as fast as you damn well can.”
― Barry Kirwan, The Eden Paradox

“Sometimes when I’ve felt despondent for several days, it helps to discipline myself by saying, ‘I’m going to think only positive thoughts.’ Enough is enough!”
― Larry Godwin, Transcending Depression: Quest Without a Compass

“I knew Dad was concerned about my past associations. I was from the Trash Alley. It was my community. I hung out with thugs from the Frog Bottom, the Burns Bottoms, the Red Line, the S-Curve, the Sandfield, the Morning Side, and a bunch of other places that shall remain nameless. I knew all of the “Legends of the Hood”: Sin Man, Swap, Boo Boo, Emp-Man, Cookie Man, Shank, Polar Bear, Bae Willy, Bae Bruh, Skullhead Ned, Pimp, Crunch, and Goat Turd (just to name a few). I thought maybe Dad had summoned me as a “show and tell” for the kids in his neighborhood—the hardliner to scare those wayward suburban brats back into reality.”
― Harold Phifer, Surviving Chaos: How I Found Peace at A Beach Bar

“I uncover hidden truths, I don’t pander to other’s notions of how the events of the world should come out.”
― Isabeau Vollhardt, The Casebook of Elisha Grey

“Frankly, Olan couldn't hit a bull in the ass with a ping pong paddle.”
― Kyle Keyes, Worm Holes

“Marriage and piracy do not go together.”
― Daphne du Maurier, Frenchman's Creek

“Mary’s childhood was rough. She was frequently beaten and chastised by the nuns who served as her protectors and brutalized by the older girls in the orphanage.

Oh how I wept those first few years of my life. My tears came like tropical storms. Every pore in my body wept. I heaved and shuddered and sighed. Everything around me seemed dark and terrifying.”
― Maria Nhambu, Africa's Child

“The contest lay not between love and duty. Perhaps there never is such a contest. It lay between the real and the pretended, and Lucy's first aim was to defeat herself.”
― E. M. Forster, A Room with a View

“As Tom wandered back to Mrs Mewett’s, he thought about the little relics at the lighthouse – Docherty’s knitting, his wife’s jar of humbugs that sat untouched in the pantry. Lives gone, traces left. And he wondered about the despair of the man, destroyed by grief. It didn’t take a war to push you over that edge.”
― M.L. Stedman, The Light Between Oceans

“She became, and her process of becoming was like most of ours: she developed a hatred for things that mystified or obstructed her; acquired virtues that were easy to maintain; assigned herself a role in the scheme of things; and harked back to simpler times for gratification.”
― Toni Morrison, The Bluest Eye

“If I always behave with propriety, no matter what it costs me to suppress my own desires, then that is the measure of me. Such is the essence of self-control.”
― Frank Herbert, Children of Dune

“What I wanted to say is, I'd like to see you become the greatest success in the world. But you'd better be on your guard. Because I'll do my damnedest to make you fail. Can't help it. I hate myself. Got to take revenge. On everyone else. Especially you. Oscar Wilde's "Reading Gaol" has the dope twisted. The man was dead and so he had to kill the thing he loved. That's what it ought to be. The dead part of me hopes you won't get well. Maybe he's even glad the same has got Mama again! He wants company, he doesn't want to be the only corpse around the house!”
― Eugene O'Neill, Long Day’s Journey into Night

“This afternoon I walked through the city, making for a café where I was to meet Raphael. It was about half-past two on a day that had never really got light. It began to snow. The low clouds made a grey ceiling for the city; the snow muffled the noise of the cars until it became almost rhythmical; a steady, shushing noise, like the sound of tides beating endlessly on marble walls. I closed my eyes. I felt calm. There was a park. I entered it and followed a path through an avenue of tall, ancient trees with wide, dusky, grassy spaces on either side of them. The pale snow sifted down through bare winter branches. The lights of the cars on the distant road sparkled through the trees: red, yellow, white. It was very quiet. Though it was not yet twilight the streetlights shed a faint light. People were walking up and down on the path. An old man passed me. He looked sad and tired. He had broken veins on his cheeks and a bristly white beard. As he screwed up his eyes against the falling snow, I realised I knew him. He is depicted on the northern wall of the forty-eighth western hall. He is shown as a king with a little model of a walled city in one hand while the other hand he raises in blessing. I wanted to seize hold of him and say to him: In another world you are a king, noble and good! I have seen it! But I hesitated a moment too long and he disappeared into the crowd. A woman passed me with two children. One of the children had a wooden recorder in his hands. I knew them too. They are depicted in the twenty-seventh southern hall: a statue of two children laughing, one of them holding a flute. I came out of the park. The city streets rose up around me. There was a hotel with a courtyard with metal tables and chairs for people to sit in more clement weather. Today they were snow-strewn and forlorn. A lattice of wire was strung across the courtyard. Paper lanterns were hanging from the wires, spheres of vivid orange that blew and trembled in the snow and the thin wind; the sea-grey clouds raced across the sky and the orange lanterns shivered against them. The Beauty of the House is immeasurable; its Kindness infinite.”
― Susanna Clarke, Piranesi

“Little Engine That Could - "I think I can. I think I can. I think I can. I know I can.”
― Watty Piper, The Little Engine That Could

“Over the lives borne from under the shadow of death there seems to fall the shadow of madness.”
― Joseph Conrad, Lord Jim

“Blood is blood and it's all red. Show me what's in your heart and in your eyes.”
― James Frey

“I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free...I'm sure I should be myself were I once among the heather on those hills.”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“My tail is prehensile, but I certainly don’t tie it in knots,” Oswald said proudly.”
― Sara Pascoe, Oswald the Almost Famous Opossum

“Being a leading power couple means not only submitting to media scrutiny but also commanding coverage. To leave the marriage behind is to step out of the spotlight. It means fading into normalcy, returning to ordinary life, perhaps an impossible admission for women who have built their egos on being one member of a leading couple.”
― Anne Michaud, Why They Stay: Sex Scandals, Deals, and Hidden Agendas of Nine Political Wives

“Death, death it is,
their horrid voices croak,
as mountain rivers melt
in rushing floods.
Yet even as waters boil,
deep within the earth
armies of the Angel rise,
trumpeting symphonies
of the apocalypse.”
― Don Hynes, Stranger to the Beautiful: A Journey of Faith, Hope, and Transformation

“We can only truly have but one love in our life.”
― Amanda Adams, The Voyeur's Yacht

“Your light, Helen, is to show both peoples the enormous healing possibilities and potentials of the path of love instead of judgment and hatred. You do this simply by being who you are — a bridge of hope, dearest child.”
― Candace L. Talmadge, Stoneslayer: Book One Scandal

“There was no going back now. Rubber and metal could only take so much. The car could shatter and send its passengers into an elemental distillation of rock, flesh, blood, and ash. Alchemy, thought Mary, grimly. Too much bloody alchemy.”
― Susan Rowland, The Alchemy Fire Murder

“The more you harvest, the quicker and easier it becomes”
― Charles Dowding, Charles Dowding's Skills for Growing

“If we attempt to explain, in an easily accessible and clear way, how positive and negative actions affect the filling and decreasing of their life ether, we can state that physically it depends on their intentions.”
― Alexander Morpheigh, The Pythagorean

“Anywhere I go, I figure I belong.”
― Chitra Nawbatt, The CodeBreaker Mindset: The Unwritten Rules for Success

“Miners were like insignificant carpenter ants; their entire life and purpose was simply to bore through hard substances, whereby destroying nature and themselves in the grueling process. Meanwhile, men like Huxley,, Carnegie and Frick were the very select few who were reaping the gargantuan rewards of gold, or in this case, coal and steel.”
― Rich DiSilvio, A Blazing Gilded Age

“It is above all in the present democratic age that the true friends of liberty and human grandeur must remain constantly vigilant and ready to prevent the social power from lightly sacrificing the particular rights of a few individuals to the general execution of its designs. In such times there is no citizen so obscure that it is not very dangerous to allow him to be oppressed, and there are no individual rights so unimportant that they can be sacrificed to arbitrariness with impunity.”
― Alexis de Tocqueville

“In the great green room, there was a telephone
And a red balloon
And a picture of a cat jumping over the moon...”
― Margaret Wise Brown, Goodnight Moon

“A cannonball travels only two thousand miles an hour; light travels two hundred thousand miles a second. Such is the superiority of Jesus Christ over Napoleon.”
― Victor Hugo