{"quotes":[{"text":"I don't know what happened. Disease? War? Social collapse? Or was it just us? The Dead replacing the Living? I guess it's not so important. Once you've arrived at the end of the world, it hardly matters which route you took.","author":"Isaac Marion","tags":["civilization","collapse","dead","death","disease","end","ending","extinction","important","life","living","plague","ponder","question","rotten","war","wonder","world"],"id":12889,"author_id":"Isaac+Marion"},{"text":"If half of a country is rotten, the other half will soon start rotting as well!","author":"Mehmet Murat ildan","tags":["country","murat-ildan","rotten","turkish-writers"],"id":44382,"author_id":"Mehmet+Murat+ildan"},{"text":"A poetess is not as selfishas you assume.After months of agonising over her marriage of words—the bride—and spaces—the groom,she knows that as soonas she has penned the poem,it’s yours to consume.So, without giving it a think,she blows on the inkand the letters fly awaylike dandelions on a windy day,landing on hands and lips, on hearts and hips.But more often than not,you can easily spotthem trodden and forgotten,becoming sodden and rotten.Yet, she will continue to makewhat’s others to takebecause selfishness is not the mark of a poetess.","author":"Kamand Kojouri","tags":["agonise","agonising","assume","bride","cadence","consume","creative-writing","creativity","dandelion","erase","fly","forgotten","groom","hands","heart","hips","ink","kamand","kamand-kojouri","kojouri","letter","letters","lips","mark","marriage","months","novelist","page","paper","pen","pencil","penned","poems-on-writing","poet","poetess","poetry","quote","on-writing","rhyme","rotten","selfish","selfishness","silences","sodden","spaces","think","trodden","windy","word","words","write","writer","writing","written","wrote"],"id":52245,"author_id":"Kamand+Kojouri"},{"text":"Greed is taking more than you need to feed. Avarice is hoarding, and stockpiling stolen, rotten goods.","author":"Justin K. McFarlane Beau","tags":["avarice","food","goods","greed","hoarding","rotten","theft"],"id":116637,"author_id":"Justin+K.+McFarlane+Beau"},{"text":"Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies.","author":"Albert Camus","tags":["life","without","rotten "],"id":130505,"author_id":"Albert+Camus"},{"text":"Souls are flowers, only God has the right to pluck them. But those who commit suicide: their souls are the rotten blossoms of devil's garden.","author":"Munia Khan","tags":["dark","dead","death","death-and-dying","death","devil","devils","evil","flower","flowers","garden","god","rotten","self-destruction","self-destructive","self-killing","soul","souls","spiritual","spiritual-wisdom","spirituality","suicidal","suicide","wise-words"],"id":155133,"author_id":"Munia+Khan"},{"text":"Lingering, bottled-up anger never reveals the 'true colors' of an individual. It, on the contrary, becomes all mixed up, rotten, confused, forms a highly combustible, chemical compound then explodes as something foreign, something very different than one's natural self.","author":"Criss Jami","tags":["anger","anger-management","anxiety","bottled-up","brain","chemistry","cognition","cold-hearted","combustion","compassion","confusion","depression","disorder","emotional","flammable","foreign","forgiveness","goodness","grace","health","heart","heartache","heartbreak","hope","hostility","impatience","mental","mental-health","mental-illness","mercy","natural","pain","passive-aggressive","patience","peace","pity","psychology","rage","rotten","secrecy","suffering","sympathy","temper","true-colors","understanding","unnatural"],"id":164690,"author_id":"Criss+Jami"},{"text":"The preachers and lecturers deal with men of straw, as they are men of straw themselves. Why, a free-spoken man, of sound lungs, cannot draw a long breath without causing your rotten institutions to come toppling down by the vacuum he makes. Your church is a baby-house made of blocks, and so of the state....The church, the state, the school, the magazine, think they are liberal and free! It is the freedom of a prison-yard.","author":"Henry David Thoreau","tags":["church","free","liberal","magazine","men-of-straw","preachers","prison","rotten","school","self-deception","state","straw-men"],"id":234401,"author_id":"Henry+David+Thoreau"},{"text":"...Many shadows hide behind light, and the best lies are those seasoned liberally with truth: salt covering the flavor of rotten meat.","author":"Brent Weeks","tags":["cover","flavor","hide","lie","light","reality","rotten","season","shadows","truth"],"id":286768,"author_id":"Brent+Weeks"},{"text":"I marvel at the placidity of the Utopian who imagines that man is perfectible. There is no denying that the human creature is born selfish, abusive, vile. Just look around you and see. Society cynical and ferocious, the humble heckled and pillaged by the rich traffickers in necessities. Everywhere the triumph of the mediocre and unscrupulous, everywhere the apotheosis of crooked politics and finance. And you think you can make any progress against a stream like that? No, man has never changed. His soul was corrupt in the days of Genesis and is not less rotten at present. Only the form of his sins varies. Progress is the hypocrisy which refines the vices.","author":"Joris-Karl Huysmans","tags":["change","corrupt","corruption","crooked","cynical","cynicism","finance","humble","hypocrisy","man","mankind","mediocre","mediocrity","perfectibility","perfectible","pillage","placidity","politics","progress","rotten","selfish","selfishness","sin","sins","society","soul","triumph","unscrupulous","utopia","utopian","vice","vices","vile"],"id":293259,"author_id":"Joris-Karl+Huysmans"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":14,"pages":2,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}