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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| eb84b4e | Genius does not excuse evil. | Rick Riordan | ||
| b6b7f4b | Zia," I said, "that's a goddess. She defeated Bast. What chance do you have?" Zia held up her staff and the carved lion's head burst into flames - a small red fireball so bright, it lit the entire room. "I am a scribe in the House of LIfe, Sadie Kane. I am trained to fight gods." | Rick Riordan | ||
| 7d37929 | I turned to Thalia. 'I'll hold the flower while you beat up the thief?' She sighed. 'Fine. Let's go catch this jerk. | thalia | Rick Riordan | |
| 2371699 | Sure, they only had ten days to stop the giants from waking Gaia. Sure, he could die before dinnertime. But he loved being told that something was impossible. It was like someone handing him a lemon meringue pie and telling him not to throw it. He just couldn't resist the challenge. | temptation | Rick Riordan | |
| 554c1d6 | He rushed past the usual fragments of painful memories - his mother smiling down at him, her face illuminated by the sunlight rippling off the Venetian Grand Canal; his sister Bianca laughing as she pulled him across the Mall in Washington, D.C., her green floppy hat shading her eyes and the splash of freckles across her nose. He saw Percy Jackson on a snowy cliff outside Westover Hall, shielding Nico and Bianca from the manticore as Nico c.. | Rick Riordan | ||
| d910fff | Hello Ra," he said in a kindly voice. "It's been a long time." A feeble voice from behind the chair said,"Can't play. Go away." "would you like a treat?" Apophis asked. "we used to play so nicely together. Every night, trying to kill each other. Don't you remember?" Ra poked his head above the throne. "Treat?" "How about a stuffed date?" Apophis pulled one out of the air. "You used to love stuffed dates, didn't you? All you have to do is .. | carter ra weasel-cookies | Rick Riordan | |
| 5480776 | No one can hate you more than someone who used to love you. | Rick Riordan | ||
| c594cc9 | My eyes were gray--more like my cousin Annabeth's than my mom's. | Rick Riordan | ||
| bc6732f | Good luck is a sham. True success requires sacrifice. | Rick Riordan | ||
| 8f3d132 | Never bet against a cat. | Rick Riordan | ||
| 5ad6260 | Everything living deserves a chance to grow. | Rick Riordan | ||
| c89d661 | You are who you are. I know you. You believe that? "Yea but--" "You're Eve Dallas. You're the love of my life. My heart and Soul. You're a cop, mind and bone. You're a woman of strength and resilience. Stubborn, hardheaded, occassionally mean as a badger, and more generous that you'll admit." | J.D. Robb | ||
| 7663b89 | I love you, Eve." She looked away from the sun, the ocean, and into his eyes. And it was wonderful, and for the moment, it was simple. "I missed you." She pressed her cheek to his and held him tightly. "I really missed you. I wore one of your shirts." She could laugh at herself now because he was here. She could smell him, touch him. "I actually went into your closet and stole one of your shirts--one of the black silk ones you have dozens .. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 6ce4421 | I want a riot laser," Eve snapped at Peabody. "Full body armor." She yanked a six-inch combat knife from its leather sheath and watched with glee, as its wicked serrated edge caught the sunlight through her little window. Peabody's eyes popped. "Sir?" "I'm going down to maintenance, and I'm going locked and loaded. I'm taking those piss-brain sons of bitches out, one by one. Then I'm going to haul what's left of the bodies into my vehicle a.. | J.D. Robb | ||
| a941844 | Okay. Look, why don't you take care of the half a million things you've been letting dangle in Roarke's Empire of Everything?" "Catchy title. I may use it one day." | humor roarke | J.D. Robb | |
| ead6b2a | All three caravans of the Traveling Symphony are labeled as such, THE TRAVELING SYMPHONY lettered in white on both sides, but the lead caravan carries an additional line of text: | Emily St. John Mandel | ||
| 40ae1eb | I've come to think of my lizard brain as basically a version of Felix. It's totally random and makes no sense and you can't let it run your life. If we let Felix run our lives, we'd all wear superhero costumes all day long and eat nothing but ice-cream. But if you try to fight Felix, all you get is wails and screams and tantrums, and it all gets more and more stressy. So the thing is to listen to him with half an ear and nod your head and t.. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| c90f459 | All observations of life are harsh, because life is. I lament that fact, but I cannot change it. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 5d66b55 | Her glass wings are gone. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| ddd543b | I tell, therefore you are. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| ceff338 | I would like to believe this is a story I'm telling. I need to believe it. I must believe it. Those who can believe that such stories are only stories have a better chance. If it's a story I'm telling, then I have control over the ending. Then there will be an ending, to the story, and real life will come after it. I can pick up where I left off. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| e95589d | Better not to invent her in her absence. Better to wait until she's actually here. Then he can make her up as she goes along. | relationships | Margaret Atwood | |
| 6d14af0 | If you love people, you take them on trust. | Dodie Smith | ||
| c60bb2a | Still, looking through the old volumes was soothing, because thinking of the past made the present seem a little less real. | Dodie Smith | ||
| 7a7c9a3 | Are you wowed?" Her pause is debilitating. "Yes," she says a little breathlessly. "I'm wowed." | Katie McGarry | ||
| 02556c4 | You wouldn't let him do it, would you, Jamie?" Jamie's expression was very serene. She stared at Andrew when she spoke to her husband. "With your permission, I would like to answer him." "You have it," Alec replied. "Andrew," she called out in a voice as cold and clear as a frigid winter morning, "my husband does whatever he wishes to do. I am sometimes allowed to help, though. If he decides to cut off your feet, I will, of course, offer hi.. | Julie Garwood | ||
| 30ede75 | Nick?" "I'm still here, Laurant." -"Did you tell Tommy we slept together?" "No, but you just did. He's standing right here." She fell asleep. But this time she didn't have any dreams or nightmare." | Julie Garwood | ||
| 22f9a50 | Women do not become exhausted they only exhaust others. | Robert Jordan | ||
| 60e554c | His lips slid over her ear. "My mind shares yours. If you're determined to go through with this, then know whatever this takes you, you won't be alone, Tansy. I'm strong. I'll find your mind and I'll bring you back." "Last time I broke into a million pieces." "I'll find each one." | Christine Feehan | ||
| 33e65ab | I have to figure out why I worked at a job I hated for years. I have to find out why I can't see what everyone else sees in me. I don't feel beautiful. When I look in the mirror, I never saw beautiful. For this to happen to someone like me, it's devastating, Jonas. I don't want you to think it's vanity, it isn't. I can't see me and I need to be able to do that. I need to find out what I'm like and what I want. I have to be comfortable in my.. | love-yourself relationships self-esteem | Christine Feehan | |
| 541b683 | You might be locked in a world not of your own making, her eyes said, but you still have a claim on how it is shaped. You still have responsibilities. | Barack Obama | ||
| 38b5245 | Someone once said that every man is trying to live up to his father's expectations or make up for their father's mistakes.... | legacy manhood | Barack Obama | |
| 2a7ea69 | We often dream about people from whom we receive a letter by the next post. I have ascertained on several occasions that at the moment when the dream occurred the letter was already lying in the post-office of the addressee. | synchronicity | C.G. Jung | |
| 1faaaa4 | Before and after... I heard a thousand times that a boy, or a man, can't make you happy, that you have to be happy on your own before you can be happy with another person. All I can say is, I wish it were true. | Curtis Sittenfeld | ||
| c8a7aff | This brings me back to the image of Kafka standing before a fish in the Berlin aquarium, a fish on which his gaze fell in a newly found peace after he decided not to eat animals. Kafka recognized that fish as a member of his invisible family- not as his equal, of course, but as another being that was his concern. | kafka veganism vegetarianism | Jonathan Safran Foer | |
| 50bf345 | I was of the opinion that the past is past, and like all that is not now it should remain buried along the side of our memories. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 097b637 | How beautiful is forgetting! What relief it would be for the world to lose some of its contents. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 2ad869a | She had nothing in this world but her two hands and her crazy love for Jesus, who seemed, for his part, never to have heard of her. | Denis Johnson | ||
| 4f8aab0 | But it was too interesting, too new, too flattering, too deeply comforting to resist, it was a liberation to be in love and say so, and she could only let herself go deeper. | Ian McEwan | ||
| a96efcc | I'll wait for you. Come back. The words were not meaningless, but they didn't touch him now. It was clear enough - one person waiting for another was like an arithmetical sum, and just as empty of emotion. Waiting. Simply one person doing nothing, over time, while another approached. Waiting was a heavy word. | Ian McEwan | ||
| 7ca8f02 | beauty, she had discovered occupied a narrow band. Ugliness, on the hand, had infinite variation. | Ian McEwan | ||
| e30aecd | Anyone who thinks that the Communist regimes of Central Europe are exclusively the work of criminals is overlooking a basic truth: The criminal regimes were made not by criminals but by enthusiasts convinced they had discovered the only road to paradise. They defended that road so valiantly that they were forced to execute many people. Later it became clear that there was no paradise, that the enthusiasts were therefore murderers. | Milan Kundera | ||
| 491f9be | Draw a line; draw a line that pleases you. And remember that it is not the artist's role to copy the outlines of things but to create a world of his own lines on paper." (pp.28-29)" | Milan Kundera | ||
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علم-نفس فلسفة فلسفة-حياة friedrich-nietzche friedrich-nietzsche حب جنس اجتماع كائن-لا-تحتمل-خفته love milan-kundera ميلان-كونديرا neitzsche novel نيتشه philosophy philosophy-of-life political psychological psychology religion religion-and-philoshophy sex sociology | ميلان كونديرا |