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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| ca94b4e | Being productive. Ugh. It's such a human concept. It implies you have limited time (LOL) and have to work hard to make something happen (double LOL). | Rick Riordan | ||
| 44460e2 | Zia turned toward us, her expression grim. "I will show you to your quarters. In the morning, your testing begins. We will see what magic you know, and how you know it." I wasn't sure what she meant by that, but I exchanged an uneasy look with Sadie. "Sounds fun," Sadie ventured. "And it we fail this test?" Zia regarded her coldly. "This is not the sort of test you fail, Sadie Kane. You pass or you die." -- | Rick Riordan | ||
| a5262f2 | You put the Set animal in your locker? Do you know how much strength that requires?" "Yeah," I said. "I was there." | Rick Riordan | ||
| d5b9b6f | It was strange, I reflected.. that even in the weirdest circumstances, the most troubling episodes of one's life, the greatest divides from home and familiarity, there were these moments of undeniable joy. | joy life weird | Elizabeth Kostova | |
| 4ca06f5 | I've always been interested in foreign relations. It's my belief that study of history should be our preparation for understanding the present rather than an escape from it. | Elizabeth Kostova | ||
| 40a5562 | You saved me, Eve." He watched her blink in absolute shock. "What you are, what I feel for you, what we are together saved me." He kept his eyes on hers as he kissed her." | saved-me | J.D. Robb | |
| 76961f5 | Eve, did you marry me for my money?" "You bet your ass. And you'd better hold on to it, or I'm history" "It's very sweet of you to say so." | humor roarke | J.D. Robb | |
| 96a4523 | That was the biggest problem with getting used to someone, she thought. You were lonely when they weren't there. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 0afc6a0 | Eve talking to someone on her computer and having trouble with the language translator. ...."I have two like crimes. Your data and your input on Leclerk would be very helpful" Marie pursed her lips and humor danced in her eyes. "It says you would like to have sex with me. I don't think that is correct" "Oh, for Christ sake" Eve slammed a fist against the machine....." | J.D. Robb | ||
| 0f385ea | When she brought Mira up, Eve gave Roarke another glance. "Don't talk to him," she warned. "He can get bitchy when he's in this deep. I don't know if we have any of that tea stuff." "I had it stocked, and I don't get bitchy. Bloody, buggering HELL." Eve just rolled her eyes and got the tea." | humor roarke | J.D. Robb | |
| 7c770ae | Stories," he'd said, his voice low and almost husky, "we are made up of stories. And even the ones that seem the most like lies can be our deepest hidden truths." | Jane Yolen | ||
| 640daee | You've recognised a fundamental feature of an addict's life. Maintaining your habit is so important you've no real interest in anything else. | lack-of-interest | Marian Keyes | |
| 4b27d30 | Honestly, shopping beats therapy, anytime. It costs the same and you get a dress out of it. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| e3108a3 | I've often noticed that people equate "having a sense of humour" with "being an insensitive moron.")" | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| c27cb64 | He doesn't understand yet that guilt comes to you not from the things you've done, but from the things that others have done to you. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 6475d5f | Where do the words go when we have said them? | words | Margaret Atwood | |
| ac8124c | A wave of blood goes up to my head, my stomach shrinks together, as if something dangerous has just missed hitting me. It's as if I've been caught stealing, or telling a lie; or as if I've heard other people talking about me, saying bad things about me, behind my back. There's the same flush of shame, of guilt and terror, and of cold disgust with myself. But I don't know where these feelings have come from, what I've done. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| f31b8ac | The way you look at things is the most powerful force in shaping your life. | John O'Donohue | ||
| ab2c165 | What's going on between us?" "I want you." "Do you? Really? Because these scars are sexy." "I don't give a fuck about your scars." "How are you going to react when we 're this close and you take off my shirt? Are you still going to want me when you see red and white lines? Are you going to flinch each time you accidentally touch my arms and feel the raised skin? How about when i touch you?" "Or will you forbid that? Will you tell me how.. | Katie McGarry | ||
| 8e28ce1 | I expect a report on his abs. Real details, not romance novel nonsense. | Katie McGarry | ||
| 01e7d6b | I'd tried normal and I'd failed at it. Me... a failure. Unlike the ACT, I couldn't retake this part of my life and erase an unpleasant score. There was no blank canvas to start a new painting or sketch pad for a fresh drawing. | Katie McGarry | ||
| 31b4cc8 | Can we get on with this?" Father Laggan cried out. "In the name of the Father..." "I'm inviting my aunt Millicent and uncle Herbert to come for a visit, Iain, and I'm not going through the council to get permission first." "... and of the Son," the priest continued in a much louder voice. "She'll be wanting King John next," Duncan predicted. "We can't allow that, lass," Owen muttered. "Please join hands now and concentrate on this ceremony,.. | wedding | Julie Garwood | |
| f0571ba | Only after the words were spoken did she realize what she had said. "My sins are all your fault, Brodick, and if I have to go to purgatory, then by God, you're going with me. Ramsey, if you do not stop laughing,I swear I shall toss you over this cliff." "Do you love him, lass?" Father asked. "I do not," she answered emphatically. "It isn't a requirement," Laggan pointed out. "I should hope not," she cried. "But it would make your life easie.. | love | Julie Garwood | |
| 6057cd4 | You read too much and understand too little. | Robert Jordan | ||
| 17d0dc7 | Our vision is so limited we can hardly imagine a love that does not show itself in protection from suffering. The love of God is of a different nature altogether. It does not hate tragedy. It never denies reality. It stands in the very teeth of suffering. | love love-of-god suffering | Elisabeth Elliot | |
| 7e8955c | Freedom begins way back. It begins not with doing what you want but with doing what you ought - that is, with discipline. | Elisabeth Elliot | ||
| 73ff295 | The way we live ought to manifest the truth of what we believe. A messy life speaks of a messy and incoherent faith. | Elisabeth Elliot | ||
| 943d3b9 | Maybe you are already lost and just do not know it. | lost | Christine Feehan | |
| 72eb6cc | That's just how white folks will do you. It wasn't merely the cruelty involved; I was learning that black people could be mean and then some. It was a particular brand of arrogance, an obtuseness in otherwise sane people that brought forth our bitter laughter. It was as if whites didn't know they were being cruel in the first place. Or at least thought you deserved of their scorn. | racism | Barack Obama | |
| 88ce7b5 | The choice, as he saw it, was this: You give up or you work for change. "What's better for us?" Barack called to the people gathered in the room. "Do we settle for the world as it is, or do we work for the world as it should be?" | hard-work settle | Michelle Obama | |
| c354f3f | Whatever we look at, and however we look at it, we see only through our own eyes. | C.G. Jung | ||
| c223c2c | It is only now, these years later, that Rahel with adult hindsight recognized the sweetness of that gesture. A grown man entertaining three raccoons, treating them like real ladies. Instinctively colluding in the conspiracy of their fiction, taking care not to decimate it with adult carelessness. Or affection. It is after all so easy to shatter a story. To break a chain of thought. To ruin a fragment of a dream being carried around carefull.. | Arundhati Roy | ||
| dc9bdc1 | What age is a black boy when he learns he's scary? | racism | Jonathan Lethem | |
| 3ab1022 | She was with me. She did all of those things and so many more, things I would never tell anyone, and she never even loved me. Now that's love. | jonathan-safran-foer | Jonathan Safran Foer | |
| e780e71 | Choosing leaf or flesh, factory farm or family farm, does not in itself change the world, but teaching ourselves, our children, our local communities, and our nation to choose conscience over ease can. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 46b7114 | I make the road. I draw the map. Nothing just happens to me...I'm the one happening. | Denis Johnson | ||
| d1f0deb | We'd torn open our chests and shown our cowardly hearts, and you can never stay friends after something like that | Denis Johnson | ||
| 1d14718 | Noise has one advantage. It drowns out words. And suddenly he realized that all his life he had done nothing but talk, write, lecture, concoct sentences, search for formulations and amend them, so in the end no words were precise, their meanings were obliterated, their content lost, they turned into trash, chaff dust, sand; prowling through his brain, tearing at his head. they were his insomnia, his illness. And what he yearned for at that .. | music | 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 | |
| 5b2e6de | We are born one time only, we can never start a new life equipped with the experience we've gained from the previous one. We leave childhood without knowing what youth is, we marry without knowing what it is to be married, and even when we enter old age, we don't know what it is we're heading for: the old are innocent children innocent of thier old age. In that sense, man's world is the planet of inexperience. | Milan Kundera | ||
| 5bc3164 | We've known for a long time that it was no longer possible to overturn this world, nor reshape it, nor head off its dangerous headlong rush. There's been only one possible resistance: to not take it seriously. | irony lightness | Milan Kundera | |
| 2587e54 | Kitsch causes two tears to flow in quick succession. The first tear says: How nice to see children running on the grass! The second tear says: How nice to be moved, together with all mankind, by children running on the grass! | Milan Kundera | ||
| 8d035c7 | A couple of months ago, I became depressed by the realization that I'd forgotten pretty much everything I've ever read. I have, however, bounced back: I am now cheered by the realization that if I've forgotten everything I've ever read then I can read some of my favorite books again . | Nick Hornby | ||
| 8c7a3e1 | When he comes into a room, you give a little gasp, deep inside, far inside,' someone once said when trying to describe what it meant to love. | Margaret George |