It isn’t enough to take decent girls from their homes and shut them up in this prison to learn beastly opera all day. Now you have to bring a bird along to do it as well.

It isn’t enough to take decent girls from their homes and shut them up in this prison to learn beastly opera all day. Now you have to bring a bird along to do it as well.
“Why not just stick to your old pen-name, ‘Lord of the Flowers’?” asked Li Wan.
“Do you have to embarrass me by reminding me of my youthful indiscretions?“ said Bao-yu.
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She first sees a man, standing quite still and wearing a curious blue canvas suit that is covered in tiny wooden rabbit heads.
Jean Dieudonné and Laurent Schwartz knew how to discipline Grothendieck just enough to prevent him from overextending himself, and how to restrain his immoderate taste for extreme generality.
Those within the first ten ranks cannot be defeated by normal concepts, as they themselves are fantasy much like members of the Phantasmal Species. Those who live in fantasy can only be defeated by fantasy that is greater than themselves.
“Oh yes,” he says mildly. "I expect you’re used to people being secretive, withholding. That’s how things are in Wink, but it’s not how I run my show. I’m a perfect bubbling font of knowledge.“ He taps the side of his head. "It just depends on if you really want to drink from my waters. Go ahead and make yourself comfortable, sister. This might take a bit.”
Extremely unsubtle exposition dump intro of the day, 12/6/14 (from American Elsewhere)
It was not sure why, but it liked certain colors – two of them, specifically: blue and white. The Ganymede, as a rule, despised every single aspect of this world, of this whole grubby plane of reality, but after a while, without ever realizing it, it did find it preferred to be sheathed in those two colors: soft, pale blue and bright, clean white.
For there is no better time to examine and understand one’s selfhood than when it is dissected and hurtling through darkness.
When they had all finished, all agreed that this was the definitive poem on the subject of eating crabs.
If I got hit by a meteor right now, what would happen is that Michael Vassar would take over responsibility for seeing the planet through to safety, and say “Yeah I’m personally just going to get this done, not going to rely on anyone else to do it for me, this is my problem, I have to handle it." And Marcello Herreshoff would be the one who would be tasked with recognizing another Eliezer Yudkowsky if one showed up and could take over the project, but at present I don’t know of any other person who could do that, or I’d be working with them.
Here’s your morning Yudquote (said in 2010). Thank you, thank you, this is what I’m here for