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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| b2707cb | We want Max to... breed. To produce heirs. Who will govern the world after she dies." Dead silence for quite some time. We all stared at Dr. Hans, our jaws dropped to various levels. Our lives had reached a new low of inhumanity. My face flushed. Part of me had assumed, hoped, that if Fang and I lived long enough, we would get married. Maybe have a little flock of our own. But i really hadn't planned it all out. And he was gone now, anyway... | mother | James Patterson | |
| c4b2f2e | Angel screeched with fury and despair to the empty walls around her. "I'm human, do you hear me? It hurts!" | maximum maximum-ride nevermore | James Patterson | |
| 215f5da | There's always be a me and you. | romance | James Patterson | |
| 0b12751 | Plus her mom was so awesome. She was strict about some things--don't leave your socks lying around--but so not strict about other things, like calling the cops about my bullet wound. | James Patterson | ||
| 7c9e6af | There are some nights when sleep plays coy, aloof and disdainful. And all the wiles that I employ to win its service to my side | Maya Angelou | ||
| a44bf9f | Inigo corners Count Rugen, knocks his sword aside, and slashes his cheek, giving him a scar just like Inigo's] Inigo Montoya: Offer me money. Count Rugen: Yes! Inigo Montoya: Power, too, promise me that. [He slashes his other cheek] Count Rugen: All that I have and more. Please... Inigo Montoya: Offer me anything I ask for. Count Rugen: Anything you want... [Rugen knocks Inigo's sword aside and lunges. But Inigo traps his arm and ai.. | William Goldman | ||
| 86e4ab7 | I must learn. | William Goldman | ||
| 67abe5d | Woman and children can afford to be careless, men can not"-Don Corleone" | Mario Puzo | ||
| 42e7673 | No one on earth is so boring and insignificant that he or she is not worth writing or reading about...One thing's for sure--no one but you can be the hero of your story. | Jerry and Eileen Spinelli | ||
| d3f219c | It is easier to conquer than to administer. With enough leverage, a finger could overturn the world; but to support the world, one must have the shoulders of Hercules. | Jean-Jacques Rousseau | ||
| 1d0fc5b | Talking to Francis gave me the sensation of settling slowly to the bottom of the ocean. | Harper Lee | ||
| 8a35113 | In this group, everyone was foreign, and so, in a sense, no one was. | Mohsin Hamid | ||
| 730db20 | The man who counts on the aid of a god deserves the help he doesn't get. | religion | Glen Cook | |
| 1532da3 | I don't want to be loved. I want to be desired. Love is safety, but desire is foul. | Hanif Kureishi | ||
| af9fcd1 | As Proust once said, classically beautiful women should be left to men without imagination. | Alain de Botton | ||
| de8fb6a | Music was a kind of penetration. Perhaps absorption is a less freighted word. The penetration or absorption of everything into itself. I don't know if you have ever taken LSD, but when you do so the doors of perception, as Aldous Huxley, Jim Morrison and their adherents ceaselessly remind us, swing wide open. That is actually the sort of phrase, unless you are William Blake, that only makes sense when there is some LSD actually swimming abo.. | Stephen Fry | ||
| eddb1c7 | Although we didn't invite Lucinda, she arrived anyway-with a gift. "No need," Char and I chimed together. "Remember when you were a squirrel," Mandy said." | Gail Carson Levine | ||
| 20e9a71 | I was no hero. The dearest wishes of my heart were for safety and tranquility. The world was a perilous place, wrong for the likes of me. | Gail Carson Levine | ||
| 62e6185 | She's no lady. Her songs are all unbelievably unhappy or lewd. It's called Blues. She sings about sore feet, sexual relations, baked goods, killing your lover, being broke, men called Daddy, women who dress like men, working, praying for rain. Jail and trains. Whiskey and morphine. She tells stories between verses and everyone in the place shouts out how true it all is. | music | Ann-Marie MacDonald | |
| 5436ead | Men invented money Women invented mutual aid | David Mitchell | ||
| afa1957 | What sparks wars? The will to power, the backbone of human nature. The threat of violence, the fear of violence, or actual violence, is the instrument of this dreadful will. You can see the will to power in bedrooms, kitchens, factories, unions and the borders of states. Listen to this and remember it. The nation state is merely human nature inflated to monstrous proportions. QED, nations are entities whose laws are written by violence. Thu.. | violence war | David Mitchell | |
| 5f06ca6 | Sprinkled across the black waters below were at least a hundred small boats set out to greet the , their navigation lights like shifting stars. Among them loomed a glittering cruise liner, her fog horn bellowing in the night. The low groan grew into a chorus as the other great ships in the harbor joined in. Perched on Volger's desk, Bovril attempted to imitate the horns, but wound up sounding like a badly blown tuba. Alek smiled. "But they.. | Scott Westerfeld | ||
| eac6db0 | There is more honor in a field well plowed than in a field steeped in blood. | Lloyd Alexander | ||
| 309a79f | Beautiful women are always drawn to men they think will keep them beautiful. | men women | Mark Z. Danielewski | |
| 0ae9378 | My nightly craft is winged in white, a dragon of night dark sea. Swift born, dream bound and rudderless, her captain and crew are me. We've sailed a hundred sleeping tides where no seaman's ever been And only my white-winged craft and I know the wonders we have seen. | dreams | Anne McCaffrey | |
| dedee29 | I really don't have the time to discuss the errors of your value judgements. | john kennedy toole | ||
| 135439e | Words are good for saying what things are, but sometimes they don't function for what things aren't. | Colum McCann | ||
| d4bce7d | Understanding comes hard to persons of high rank who are accustomed to phony lifestyles that involve no daily work. | society understanding work | Kenzaburō Ōe | |
| 77e946c | I'm this superphilosophical kind of person. Stuck in a prison of abstract ideas and overpowering emotions, I have this personality that makes it really hard to survive. | Natsuo Kirino | ||
| 2a909f7 | Critical and radical thought will only bear fruit when it is blended with the most precious quality man is endowed with - the love of life | Erich Fromm | ||
| ac2b44d | Wherever there is great property, there is great inequality. | Adam Smith | ||
| 5571cde | He is a [sane] man who can have tragedy in his heart and comedy in his head. | G.K. Chesterton | ||
| 0d3016f | Art is limitation; the essence of every picture is the frame. If you draw a giraffe, you must draw him with a long neck. If in your bold creative way you hold yourself free to draw a giraffe with a short neck, you will really find that you are not free to draw a giraffe. | G.K. Chesterton | ||
| fa9092e | Obviously I was missing the whole picture. Any minute now he would leap up, wrench the two-inch silver alloy bars apart despite the fact that silver was toxic to shapeshifters, and heroically kick Saiman's ass. Any minute now. Any minute. | kate magic-strikes | Ilona Andrews | |
| c4ca294 | What do you do to your hair?" "Dust, hair gel, and a little gun oil." "Ever thought of patenting the recipe?" "No." | Ilona Andrews | ||
| c77db65 | Mom?" Mother turned to Grandmother. "What?" "She's going to lunch with her kidnapper!" "Take a picture for me," Grandma said." -- | mother | Ilona Andrews | |
| e51a737 | You think this is some sort of comedy going on here?" Collins gave him his tough stare. A little red spark flared in Barabas's eyes. "Excuse me." He struck with preternatural quickness and yanked a five-foot snake from the counter, an inch away from Tsoi's elbow. Tsoi jumped, clearing half the room in a single bound. The snake body flailed in my lawyer's fist. Barabas jerked the snake to his mouth and bit its neck. "Jesus Christ!" Collins t.. | Ilona Andrews | ||
| e5f605a | She eats grass. Don't ask. | Ilona Andrews | ||
| 8603771 | Our stares connected and we were quiet for a long minute, united by our misery. At least he understood me and I understood him. "A fine pair we make," he said. "Yeah." | kate | Ilona Andrews | |
| 2afcd97 | The Beast Lord walked out of the warehouse. The screen went dark. My knight in furry armor. Saiman opened his mouth. "This is why I didn't. Personally, I think your smile is inappropriate." | curran humor kate | Ilona Andrews | |
| a74e23f | Kate leaned back against her chair. "Where is the bane of my existence?" "In the shower, freshening up." "Oh, God, who did Asciano screw now?" "No, no, he's covered in blood." "Oh good." She sighed and stopped. "The kid is covered in blood and we're relieved. There is something wrong with us." | asciano kate-daniels | Ilona Andrews | |
| eacb0c7 | I had forgotten that talking to you is like trying to pet a cactus." Saiman said dryly. "Thank you for reminding me." "Always happy to oblige." | Ilona Andrews | ||
| 00c7ae0 | That had to be the craziest thing he'd heard. At some point they must've looked around and said, "Hey, what do we have a shitload of?" "Mud! It's cold and wet. I know, let's burn it!" "Well, it ain't good for nothing else." What the hell? He supposed if fish could have legs, then mud could burn. Spider or nor spider, if their cats started flying, he would be out of here like a rocket." | Ilona Andrews | ||
| f2ae7f2 | Yes, Chix, it's between us. Everyone has a right to be temporarily unstable. - Foaly | Eoin Colfer |