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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| ce3e21c | Memory is like plaster: peel it back and you just might find a completely different picture. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| b2e5828 | When it's all over, you're remembered for what you did, not what you said you were going to do. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 893d602 | When the news you don't want to hear is looming before you like Everest, two things can happen. Tragedy can run you through like a sword, or it can become your backbone. Either you fall apart and sob, or you say, 'Right. What's next? | Jodi Picoult | ||
| c5c7151 | The first question she was asked was What do you do? as if that were enough to define you. Nobody ever asked you who you really were, because that changed. You might be a judge or a mother or a dreamer. You might be a loner or a visionary or a pessimist. You might be the victim, and you might be the bully. You could be the parent, and also the child. You might wond one day and heal the next. | dreamer question victim visionary who-you-are | Jodi Picoult | |
| 2a3c7ea | You first." "No, you." "Why?" "I'm afraid." "Of what, my Sassenach?" The darkness was rolling in over the fields, filling the land and rising up to meet the night. The light of the new crescent moon marked the ridges of brow and nose, crossing his face with light. "I'm afraid if I start I shall never stop." He cast a glance at the horizon, where the sickle moon hung low and rising. "It's nearly winter, and the nights are long, mo duin.. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| cb6fbb7 | I'll leave it to you, Sassenach," he said dryly, "to imagine what it feels like to arrive unexpectedly in the midst of a brothel, in possession of a verra large sausage." | dragonfly-in-amber | Diana Gabaldon | |
| 83cbd0c | But we are here, all of us. And we're here because I love you, more than the life that was mine. Because I believed you loved me the same way...will you tell me that's not true? No, he said after a moment, so softly I could barely hear him. His hand tightened harder on mine. No, I willna tell ye that. Not ever, Claire. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 3693099 | At last I took one big, callused hand and slid forward so I knelt on the boards between his knees. I laid my head against his chest, and felt his breath stir my hair. I had no words, but I had made my choice. "'Whither thou goest,'" I said. "'I will go; and where thou lodgest, I will lodge: thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God: Where thou diest, will I die, and there will I be buried.' Be it Scottish hill or southern forest. Yo.. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 94f26c2 | I suppose that people, using themselves and each other so much by words, are at least consistent in attributing wisdom to a still tongue... | William Faulkner | ||
| e88a1a2 | She respected her husband in the same way as she respected the General Post Office, as something large, secure and fixed: and though she knew the small number of his talents she appreciated his abstract value as a male. | post-office respect women | James Joyce | |
| 1f4a54a | You'll do what you think you want to do, or what you think you ought to do. If you're very lucky, luckier than anybody I know, the two will coincide. | Wallace Stegner | ||
| d82b5f2 | Poor Cindy's heart was torn to shreds. My Prince! She thought. He chops off heads! How could I marry anyone Who does that sort of thing for fun? The Prince cried, "Who's this dirty slut? Off with her nut! Off with her nut!" | Roald Dahl | ||
| 06cfb62 | Dead men don't bite | Robert Louis Stevenson | ||
| 0a255ac | The Divine was expansive, but religion was reductive. Religion attempted to reduce the Divine to a knowable quantity with which mortals might efficiently deal, to pigeonhole it once and for all so that we never had to reevaluate it. With hammers of cant and spikes of dogma, we crucified and crucified again, trying to nail to our stationary altars the migratory light of the world. | Tom Robbins | ||
| e747215 | Courage is forged in pain, but not in all pain. Pain that is denied or ignored becomes fear or hate. | Brené Brown | ||
| 66d16b9 | Do you remember how you felt at seventeen? I do and I don't (...) Imagine you came from outer space and someone showed you a butterfly and a caterpillar. Would you ever put the two of them together? That's me and my memories. | memories | Douglas Coupland | |
| 55bb115 | What's up, Hachi?" "Someone......Just slipped through my force-field." "!!!" "A soul reaper?" "No. The Hachigyo Sogai (Twin Cliffs) I set is an original technique I developed after I became a visored. It can't be broken by a soul reaper's kido." "Then who is it? Another visored?" "I don't know. The strange thing is that they didn't break through the force-field. They Slipped through. Not even a visored should be able to do that." "Then, who.. | Tite Kubo | ||
| 9765059 | The day of battle dawned pink as the fresh-bitten thigh of a maiden. | dawn sf | Roger Zelazny | |
| a484e02 | n l'shy lSGyr@ hy lty lh 'kbr sh'n w'`Zm khTr! hdhh hy lHqyq@, n 'shy SGyr@ khdhh lqb`@ hy lty tfsd kl shy fy akhr l'mr dy'm | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 6b85ec8 | It is a principle of diplomacy that one must know something of the truth in order to lie convincingly. | truth | Tom Clancy | |
| 702bed3 | Zeus is the king, right? (Simone) He thinks he is most days. Personally, I think he's a pompous ass who should be bitch-slapped by Hera at least once in his existence. (Xypher) | Sherrilyn Kenyon | ||
| fb8de7f | What four realms? (Amanda) Time, space, earth, and dreams. (Talon) Okay, now that is scary. Some of you guys walk through time? (Amanda) And space and dreams. (Talon) Ah. So Rod Sterling was a Were-Hunter? (Amanda) | Sherrilyn Kenyon | ||
| d7e3b9f | Personally, I wish D. would come after me, I need a good dance partner. My Daimons have lame legs. (Acheron) | Sherrilyn Kenyon | ||
| 2112998 | Hi, Mom...Yes, I know my heart rate's dangerously elevated. That sound? I'm being shot at, Ma. Gotta go now. Love you much. Hugs and kisses. (Devyn) | Sherrilyn Kenyon | ||
| 1437546 | Take that, you scum-sucking snipes. Eat your words and your cruelty. May you drown in it and die. (Nick) | Sherrilyn Kenyon | ||
| 36933ff | Power, true power, comes from within. Not without. (Nick) | Sherrilyn Kenyon | ||
| feb9f01 | Your mother was a goatherder. (Savitar) It's an honorable profession. (Takeshi) Yeah, for a goat. (Savitar) | Sherrilyn Kenyon | ||
| be3ae33 | You don't want the Simi to watch over the bitch-goddess, do you? 'Cause no offense, akri, that would just be wrong, and I love you, but that's more love than the Simi has for anything. Even Diamonique. (Simi) | Sherrilyn Kenyon | ||
| 4f980ac | Ever wonder why the gods created man, Grom? I personally think that we're the original reality show. They were so effing bored that they created us just so that they could feel better about themselves | savitar | Sherrilyn Kenyon | |
| 0bf4322 | What's in that backpack, by the way? You're always guarding it like it holds national security secrets or something. (Tory) Dirty underwear. (Acheron) | Sherrilyn Kenyon | ||
| cf2a1a4 | Here's an example. When I first met Nick Gautier it was fated that he was to get married at age thirty and have a dozen kids. As our friendship grew, I lost the ability to see how his future would play out. Then in one moment of anger, I changed his destiny by telling him he should kill himself. I didn't mean it, but as a god of fate, such proclamations when made by me are law. Fate realigned the circumstances around him that would lead him.. | Sherrilyn Kenyon | ||
| d6d87f5 | I'm not human, Ms. Deveraux. In case you haven't noticed, I'm one of the damned. (Valerius) Baby, open your eyes and look around. We're all damned in one way or another. But damned is a far cry from dead. And you live like you're dead. (Tabitha) I'm that, too. (Valerius) | Sherrilyn Kenyon | ||
| 570ce1b | Acheron: You're really not right, are you? Nick: Yeah. I know. It was all the paint chips I ate as a kid. They were good, but chromosomally damaging | nick-gautier | Sherrilyn Kenyon | |
| 6d829d9 | Because I cursed him to it. (Acheron) Be glad I'm not physically there or I'd slap you upside the head. You know how free will works, so stop the whining and get off the cross. Someone needs the wood. (Savitar) | Sherrilyn Kenyon | ||
| 5f25a38 | You are my heaven, and you will always be my enternal hell! ~ Darling | Sherrilyn Kenyon | ||
| b0ac8d7 | If you don't live though and drop dead from it, can the Simi eat you? Akri says the Simi can't eat no living people, but he never said no doubt them newly dead people. Maybe that's why he don't let me near them fresh dead. (Simi) | Sherrilyn Kenyon | ||
| 29e5ccf | To persons standing alone on a hill during a clear midnight such as this, the roll of the world is almost a palpable movement. To enjoy the epic form of that gratification it is necessary to stand on a hill at a small hour of the night, and, having first expanded with a sense of difference from the mass of civilized mankind, who are diregardful of all such proceedings at this time, long and quietly watch your stately progress through the st.. | individuality nature soul spirituality | Thomas Hardy | |
| 404183e | He's satisfied with himself. If you have a soul you can't be satisfied. | graham-greene narcissism soul | Graham Greene | |
| 1e42555 | We never get accustomed to being less important to other people than they are to us. | Graham Greene | ||
| 1b1a338 | yqwl shwbnhwr: lshy yb`th fyn lnsjm 'kthr mn lm`rf@ ldqyq@, wklm zddn m`rf@ l`wTfn klm qlWt syTrth `lyn. wlshy yHmyn 'kthr mn lsyTr@ `l~ nfwsn, fdh 'rdt 'n tkhD` kl shy lnfsk 'khD` nfsk l`qlk. n qhr l`lm l ythyr fyn l`jb km ythyrh qhr nfsh | Will Durant | ||
| a74a7c1 | Grow strong, my comrade ... that you may stand Unshaken when I fall; that I may know The shattered fragments of my song will come At last to finer melody in you; That I may tell my heart that you begin Where passing I leave off, and fathom more. | inspirational wife | Will Durant | |
| 8c2a5b1 | I suppose I have a really loose interpretation of 'work,' because I think that just being alive is so much work at something you don't always want to do. | Andy Warhol | ||
| 2e84bc1 | His Grace was at her side, and lifted her down from the chair. "My enfant," he said , "duchesses do not dance on chairs, nor do they call their brothers 'imbecile'." Leonie's twinkled irrepressibly. "I do," she said firmly." | Georgette Heyer | ||
| 20abdb0 | people get hurt in rumbles, maybe killed. I'm sick of it because it doesn't do any good. You can't win...even if you whip us. You'll still be where you were before- at the bottom. And we'll still be the lucky ones with all the breaks. So it doesn't do any good, the fighting and the killing. It doesn't prove a thing. | S.E. Hinton |