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      <title>Memorable Book Quotes</title>
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      <description>Choosing our favorite quotes in a book isn&#039;t the same as choosing the most interesting lines in a movie. In a movie, everyone will probably like the same lines, not because we&#039;re all so much alike but because those lines were (more often than not) chosen to be memorable. A book has so many pages, many of which will be filled with wonderful quotations and choosing among those hundreds of phrases one that touches you deeper is something very personal.

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;See also:&lt;/b&gt;
+ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.listal.com/list/memorable-music-quotes&quot;&gt;Memorable Music Quotes&lt;/a&gt;
+ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.listal.com/list/memorable-quotes-danie&quot;&gt;Memorable Movie Quotes&lt;/a&gt;
+ &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.listal.com/list/memorable-quotes-tv&quot;&gt;Memorable TV Quotes&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;</description>
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      	<title>Speak</title>
      	<description>&lt;a href=&#039;http://www.listal.com/book/speak-laurie-halse-anderson&#039; title=&quot;Speak&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&#039;http://img.listal.com/image/productsus/50/014131088X/books/.jpg&#039; style=&quot;float:left;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;It&#039;s easier not to say anything. All that crap you hear on TV about communication and expressing yourself is a lie. Nobody really cares or wants to hear what you have to say.&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;</description>
      	<pubDate>Sun, 30 Nov 2008 23:06:14 GMT</pubDate>
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      	<title>Gone, But Not Forgotten</title>
      	<description>&lt;a href=&#039;http://www.listal.com/book/gone-but-not-forgotten-phillip-margolin&#039; title=&quot;Gone, But Not Forgotten&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&#039;http://img.listal.com/image/products/50/0553569031/books/.jpg&#039; style=&quot;float:left;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;But it gets better. Not all better, not even mostly better. You just get to a point where you face the fact that a lot of the pain comes from feeling sorry for yourself. You have to go on and keep the memories of the good times. If you don&#039;t, then whoever did this would&#039;ve won. They would&#039;ve killed you too.&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;</description>
      	<pubDate>Sun, 30 Nov 2008 23:06:27 GMT</pubDate>
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      	<title>Loving</title>
      	<description>&lt;a href=&#039;http://www.listal.com/book/loving-danielle-steel&#039; title=&quot;Loving&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&#039;http://img.listal.com/image/productsus/50/0751505498/books/.jpg&#039; style=&quot;float:left;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;One good strong dream is enough. If you hold it, and cherish it, and build on it. If you never give up on that dream no matter what.&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;</description>
      	<pubDate>Sun, 30 Nov 2008 23:21:01 GMT</pubDate>
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      	<title>Sophie&#039;s World: A Novel About the History of Philosophy</title>
      	<description>&lt;a href=&#039;http://www.listal.com/book/sophies-world-novel-about-history-jostein-gaarder&#039; title=&quot;Sophie&#039;s World: A Novel About the History of Philosophy&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&#039;http://img.listal.com/image/products/50/1857992911/books/.jpg&#039; style=&quot;float:left;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&quot;You can&#039;t experience being alive without realizing that you have to die, she thought. But it&#039;s just as impossible to realize you have to die without thinking how incredibly amazing it is to be alive.&quot;
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&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;Por exemplo, você vê a sombra de um animal. Então você se vira e vê o verdadeiro animal, que, naturalmente, é muito mais bonito e mais nítido que a imprecisa sombra. É por isso que Platão considera todos os fenômenos da natureza meros reflexos das formas perfeitas. Só que a maioria das pessoas está satisfeita com suas vidas em meio a esses reflexos sombreados, Elas acreditam que as sombras são tudo o que existe, e por isso não as vêem como sombras. Com isso, esquecem-se também da imortalidade de suas almas.&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;</description>
      	<pubDate>Sun, 30 Nov 2008 23:28:58 GMT</pubDate>
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      	<title>The God Delusion</title>
      	<description>&lt;a href=&#039;http://www.listal.com/book/the-god-delusion-richard-dawkins&#039; title=&quot;The God Delusion&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&#039;http://img.listal.com/image/250612/50full.jpg&#039; style=&quot;float:left;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;Isn&#039;t it enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to believe that there are fairies at the bottom of it too?&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;img src=&quot;http://i101.photobucket.com/albums/m60/lokynha/coisinhas/linha.jpg&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;I am a deeply religious nonbeliever. This is a somewhat new kind of religion. I have never imputed to Nature a purpose or a goal, or anything that could be understood as anthropomorphic. What I see in nature is a magnificent structure that we can compreehand only very imperfectly, and that must fill a thinking person with a feeling of humanity. This is a genuinely religious feeling that has nothing to do with mysticism.
The idea of a personal God is quite alien to me and seems even naive.&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt; - &lt;b&gt;Albert Einstein&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;The consolation content of a belief does not raise its truth value.&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;Imagine with John Lennon a world with no religion. Imagine no suicide bombers, no 9/11, no 7/7, no Crusades, no witch hunts, no Gunpowder Plot, no Israeli/Palestin wars, no Serb/Croat/Muslim massacres, no persecution of jews as &quot;Christ killers&quot;, no &quot;honour killings&quot;, no shinny-suited boufant-haired televangelists fleeing gullible people of their money.&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;Some people have views of God that are so broad and flexible that it is inevitable that they will find God whenever they look for him. One hears it said that &#039;God is the ultimate&#039; or &#039;God is our better nature&#039; or &#039;God is the universe&#039;. Of course, like any other word, the word &#039;God&#039; can be given any meaning we like.&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;
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      	<title>Depois Daquela Viagem</title>
      	<description>&lt;a href=&#039;http://www.listal.com/book/depois-daquela-viagem-valeria-piassa-polizzi&#039; title=&quot;Depois Daquela Viagem&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&#039;http://img.listal.com/image/1007/50full.jpg&#039; style=&quot;float:left;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;Um dia minha tia me emprestou a máquina fotografica, dessas mais antigas, estilo profissinal, só que toda manual. Comprei um filme preto-e-branco e saí tirando fotos pelas ruas. Meu tio dissera que fotografia era uma coisa mágica. Era como parar um instante no tempo. Hoje, cinco anos depois, gosto de pegar meu álbum com todos os instantes que roubei do tempo, o tempo que passei em Nova York. As pontes, as ruas, as pessoas... Tem uma foto aqui que eu gosto muito, na frente um cara andando de bicicleta, do lado mais atrás um outro correndo de patins, dá pra ver direitinho que os dois caras estavam na maior velocidade, daí eu chego e click... páro tudo. Não impota quão rápido tudo esteja acontecendo, é só chegar e fazer parar.&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;</description>
      	<pubDate>Sun, 30 Nov 2008 23:30:18 GMT</pubDate>
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      	<title>The Unbearable Lightness of Being</title>
      	<description>&lt;a href=&#039;http://www.listal.com/book/unbearable-lightness-being-milan-kundera&#039; title=&quot;The Unbearable Lightness of Being&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&#039;http://img.listal.com/image/products/50/0060914653/books/.jpg&#039; style=&quot;float:left;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;Tudo é vivido pela primeira vez e sem preparação. Como se um ator entrasse em cena sem nunca ter ensaiado. Mas o que pode valer a vida, se o primeiro ensaio da vida já é a própria vida? É isso que faz com que a vida pareça sempre um esboço. No entanto, mesmo &quot;esboço&quot; não é a palavra certa porque um esboço é sempre um projeto de alguma coisa, a preparação de um quadro, ao passo que o esboço que é a nossa vida não é o esboço de nada, é um esboço sem quadro. Tomas repete para si mesmo o provérbio alemão: einmal ist keinmal, uma vez não conta, uma vez é nunca. Poder viver senão uma vida é como não viver nunca.&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;O tempo do homem não gira em círculos, mas avança em linha reta. Por isso o homem não pode ser feliz, pois a felicidade é o desejo da repetição.&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;
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      	<pubDate>Sun, 30 Nov 2008 23:31:14 GMT</pubDate>
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      	<title>Veronika Decides to Die</title>
      	<description>&lt;a href=&#039;http://www.listal.com/book/veronika-decides-die-paulo-coelho&#039; title=&quot;Veronika Decides to Die&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&#039;http://img.listal.com/image/292026/50full.jpg&#039; style=&quot;float:left;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;Louco é quem vive em seu mundo. Como os esquizofrênicos, os psicopatas, os maníacos.. Entretanto, você já deve ter ouvido falar em Einstein, dizendo que não havia tempo nem espaço, mas uma união dos dois. Ou Colombo, insistindo que do outro lado do mar não estava um abismo, e sim um continente. Ou de Edmond Hillary, garantindo que um homem podia chegar ao topo do Everest. Ou dos Beatles, que fizeram uma música diferente e se vestiram como pessoas totalmente fora de sua época. Todas estas pessoas - e milhares de outras - também viviam no seu mundo!&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;Por isso, para os amargos, os heróis e os loucos, eram sempre fascinantes: eles não tinham medo de viver ou morrer. Tanto os heróis como os loucos eram indiferentes diante do perigo, e seguiam adiante apesar de todos dizerem para não fazerem aquilo. O louco se suicidava, o herói se oferecia ao martírio em nome de uma causa - mas ambos morriam, e os amargos, passavam muitas noites e dias comentando o absurdo e a glória dos dois tipos.&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;</description>
      	<pubDate>Mon, 01 Dec 2008 00:17:13 GMT</pubDate>
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      	<title>By the River Piedra, I Sat Down and Wept</title>
      	<description>&lt;a href=&#039;http://www.listal.com/book/river-piedra-sat-down-wept-paulo-coelho&#039; title=&quot;By the River Piedra, I Sat Down and Wept&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&#039;http://img.listal.com/image/292025/50full.jpg&#039; style=&quot;float:left;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;Talvez o amor nos faça envelhecer antes da hora, e nos torne jovens quando a juventude passa.&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu podia.&lt;/i&gt; Jamais chegaremos a compreender o significado desta frase. Porque em todos os momentos de nossa vida existem coisas que podiam ter acontecido, e terminaram não acontecendo.&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;Amar é como um droga. No começo vem a sensação de euforia, de total entrega. Depois, no dia seguinte, você quer mais. Ainda não se viciou, mas gostou da sensação, e acha que pode mantê-la sob controle. Pensa na pessoa amada durante dois minutos e esquece por três horas. Mas aos poucos, você se acostuma com aquela pessoa, e passa a depender completamente dela. Então pensa por três horas, e esquece por dois minutos. Se ela não está perto, você experimenta as mesmas sensações que os viciados têm quando não conseguem a droga. Neste momento, assim como os viciados roubam e se humilham para conseguir o que precisam, você está disposto a fazer qualquer coisa pelo amor.&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;

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      	<title>Eleven Minutes</title>
      	<description>&lt;a href=&#039;http://www.listal.com/book/eleven-minutes-paulo-coelho&#039; title=&quot;Eleven Minutes&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&#039;http://img.listal.com/image/products/50/0007166044/books/.jpg&#039; style=&quot;float:left;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;B&gt;&quot;&lt;/B&gt;Meu objetivo é compreender o amor. Sei que estava viva quando amei, e sei que tudo que tenho agora, por mais interessante que possa parecer, não me entusiasma. (...) Embora meu objetivo seja compreender o amor, e, embora sofra por causa das pessoas a quem entreguei meu coração, vejo que aqueles que me tocaram a alma não conseguiram despertar meu corpo, e aqueles que tocaram meu corpo não conseguiram antingir minha alma.&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;Hoje passei diante de um parque de diversões, e fiquei observando as pessoas. Fiquei muito tempo parada diante da montanha-russa: via que a maioria das pessoas entrava ali em busca de emoção, mas quando começavam a andar, morriam de medo e pediam para que parassem os carros. O que elas querem? Se escolheram a aventura, não deviam estar preparadas para ir até o final? Ou acham que seria mais inteligente não passar por estes sobe-e-desce, e ficar o tempo todo em um carrossel, girando no mesmo lugar? (...) A montanha-russa é a minha vida, a vida é um jogo forte e alucinante, a vida é lançar-se de pára-quedas, é arriscar-se, cair e voltar a levantar-se, é alpinismo, é querer subir ao topo de si mesmo, e ficar instatisfeita e angustiada quando não se consegue. &lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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      	<title>Memnoch the Devil (Vampire Chronicles, No 5)</title>
      	<description>&lt;a href=&#039;http://www.listal.com/book/memnoch-devil-anne-rice&#039; title=&quot;Memnoch the Devil (Vampire Chronicles, No 5)&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&#039;http://img.listal.com/image/407235/50full.jpg&#039; style=&quot;float:left;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;Você sabe qual é a minha opinião sobre o choro? Acho que algumas pessoas precisam aprender a chorar. No entanto, uma vez que se tenha aprendido, uma vez que se saiba chorar de verdade, não há nada que se chegue a seus pés. Sinto pena de quem não conhece o segredo. É como assobiar ou cantar.&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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      	<title>The Vampire Lestat (Vampire Chronicles, Book II)</title>
      	<description>&lt;a href=&#039;http://www.listal.com/book/vampire-lestat-anne-rice&#039; title=&quot;The Vampire Lestat (Vampire Chronicles, Book II)&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&#039;http://img.listal.com/image/productsus/50/0345313860/books/.jpg&#039; style=&quot;float:left;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;Estava encantado com o mundo da música de rock — o modo como os cantores podiam gritar sobre o bem e o mal, se proclamar anjos ou demônios, enquanto os mortais se levantavam para aplaudir. Às vezes, pareciam a pura personificação da loucura.&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;
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      	<title>Girl, Interrupted: Now a major motion picture from Columbia Pictures starring Winona Ryder and Angelina Jolie</title>
      	<description>&lt;a href=&#039;http://www.listal.com/book/girl-interrupted-susanna-kaysen&#039; title=&quot;Girl, Interrupted: Now a major motion picture from Columbia Pictures starring Winona Ryder and Angelina Jolie&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&#039;http://img.listal.com/image/products/50/1860497926/books/.jpg&#039; style=&quot;float:left;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;As cicatrizes não têm personalidade. Não são como a pele da gente: não mostram a idade ou alguma doença, a palidez ou o bronzeado. Não têm poros nem pêlos, nem rugas. São uma espécie de fronha, que protege e esconde o que houver por baixo. Por isso as criamos. Porque temos algo a esconder. &lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;
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- E do que é que você mais gosta nele?
Daisy fechou os olhos e fez uma pausa, saboreando a parte de que gostava mais.
- Da placa.
- Que placa?
- A placa onde está escrito, &quot;Se você morasse aqui, já estaria em casa.&quot; - Daisy brandiu o punho, empolgada. - Entendeu? Todo dia as pessoas vão passar por ali e ler a placa, e aí vão pensar &quot;É mesmo, se eu morasse aqui, já estaria em casa&quot;. Mas eu é que estarei em casa. Filhos da puta!
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&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;Acho que muita gente se mata só para pôr fim ao dilema de se matar ou não.&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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