Fahrenheit 451 by Ray BradburydvshipperOctober 12 2009, 08:30:04 UTC
Granger looked into the fire. "Phoenix." "What?" "There was a silly damn bird called a pheonix back before Christ, every few hundred years he built a pyre and burnt himself up. He must have been first cousin to Man. But every time he burnt himself up he sprang out of the ashes, he got himself born all over again. And it looks like we're doing the same thing, over and over, but we've got one damn thing the phoenix never had. We know the damn silly thing we just did. We know all the damn silly things we've done for a thousand years and as long as we know that and always have it around where we can see it, someday we'll stop making the goddamn funeral pyres and jumping in the middle of them. We pick up a few more people that remember every generation."
The Awakening by Kate ChopindvshipperOctober 12 2009, 08:59:44 UTC
"She put it on, leaving her clothing in the bath-house. But when she was there beside the sea, absolutely alone, she cast the unpleasant, pricking garments from her, and for the first time in her life she stood naked in the open air, at the mercy of the sun, the breeze that beat upon her, and the waves that invited her. How strange and awful it seemed to stand naked under the sky! how delicious! She felt like some new-born creature, opening its eyes in a familiar world that it had never known."
New Moon by Stephenie MeyerdvshipperOctober 12 2009, 09:01:45 UTC
Edward squeezed me gently. "I'm here." I drew in a deep breath. That was true. Edward was there, with his arms around me. I could face anything as long as that was true. I squared my shoulders and walked forward to meet my fate, with my destiny solidly at my side.
New Moon by Stephenie MeyerdvshipperOctober 12 2009, 09:06:45 UTC
If I let myself hope, and it came to nothing...that would kill me. Where all those merciless vampires had not been able to finish me off, hope would do the job.
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"What?"
"There was a silly damn bird called a pheonix back before Christ, every few hundred years he built a pyre and burnt himself up. He must have been first cousin to Man. But every time he burnt himself up he sprang out of the ashes, he got himself born all over again. And it looks like we're doing the same thing, over and over, but we've got one damn thing the phoenix never had. We know the damn silly thing we just did. We know all the damn silly things we've done for a thousand years and as long as we know that and always have it around where we can see it, someday we'll stop making the goddamn funeral pyres and jumping in the middle of them. We pick up a few more people that remember every generation."
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How strange and awful it seemed to stand naked under the sky! how delicious! She felt like some new-born creature, opening its eyes in a familiar world that it had never known."
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I drew in a deep breath.
That was true. Edward was there, with his arms around me.
I could face anything as long as that was true.
I squared my shoulders and walked forward to meet my fate, with my destiny solidly at my side.
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