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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 7855e97 | All the opportunities you let slip by! The idea, the inspiration just doesn't come fast enough. Instead of being open, you're closed up tight. That's the worst sin of all - the sin of omission. | Simone de Beauvoir | ||
| fb829a7 | Coraline opened the box of chocolates. The dog looked at them longingly. "Would you like one?" she asked the little dog. "Yes, please," whispered the dog. "Only not toffee ones. They make me drool." "I thought chocolates weren't very good for dogs," she said, remembering something Miss Forcible had once told her. "Maybe where you come from," whispered the little dog. "Here, it's all we eat." | dogs | Neil Gaiman | |
| ddc751e | The cat dropped the rat between its two front paws. "There are those," it said with a sigh, in tones as smooth as oiled silk, "who have suggested that the tendency of a cat to play with its prey is a merciful one - after all, it permits the occasional funny little running snack to escape, from time to time. How often does your dinner get to escape?" | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 61275f3 | Work. Home. The pub. Meeting girls. Living in the city. Life. Is that all there is? | Neil Gaiman | ||
| cb298d8 | I'll be your puppy. What do you want me to do? Chew your slippers? Piss on the kitchen floor? Lick your nose? Sniff your crotch? I bet there's nothing a puppy can do that I can't do! | puppy | Neil Gaiman | |
| 4b63f2d | But to admire a strong person | George Bernard Shaw | ||
| a751d59 | It is your own bad strategies, not the unfair opponent, that are to blame for your failures. You are responsible for the good and bad in your life. | Robert Greene | ||
| 0ef1b4f | Getting old we can deal with. Being old is the problem | Mitch Albom | ||
| e436034 | jyb 'n yTmH 'ns lltHrr mn lHkwm@ `ly Hyn yrsfwn bkl rtyH fy lqywd lkmn@ fy 'nfshm | Naguib Mahfouz | ||
| 20a276b | The face of "evil" is always the face of total need. A dope fiend is a man in total need of dope. Beyond a certain frequency need knows absolutely no limit or control. In the words of total need: "Wouldn't you?" Yes you would. You would lie, cheat, inform on your friends, steal, do anything to satisfy total need. Because you would be in a state of total sickness, total possession, and not in a position to act in any other way. Dope fiends a.. | drug-addiction evil | William S. Burroughs | |
| a1a59cd | where are the snowdens of yesteryear? | Joseph Heller | ||
| 3f81175 | A great novel heightens your senses and sensitivity to the complexities of life and of individuals, and prevents you from the self-righteousness that sees morality in fixed formulas about good and evil. | Azar Nafisi | ||
| 998f499 | Life breaks free. Life expands to new territories. Painfully, perhaps even dangerously. But life finds a way. | jurassic-park | Michael Crichton | |
| 60f6ad2 | Always remember that as long as other people are gullible, there's no limit to what you can achieve. | Scott Adams | ||
| 0e89d2a | There is no idea so bad that it cannot be made to look brilliant with the proper application of fonts and color. | Scott Adams | ||
| 909a261 | God] is able to take your life, with all of the heartache, all of the pain, all of the regret, all of the missed opportunities, and use you for His glory. | glory-of-god god pain usefulness | Charles R. Swindoll | |
| ef3913d | God stays awake all the time. In case we need to talk to Him about something. | god inspirational prayer | Karen Kingsbury | |
| 27cfe3e | When we are green, still half-created, we believe that our dreams are rights, that the world is disposed to act in our best interests, and that falling and dying are for quitters. We live on the innocent and monstrous assurance that we alone, of all the people ever born, have a special arrangement whereby we will be allowed to stay green forever | Tobias Wolff | ||
| 84f2532 | Here's the thing, say Shug. The thing I believe. God is inside you and inside everybody else. You come into the world with God. But only them that search for it inside find it. And some-times it just manifest itself even if you not looking, or don't know what you looking for l. Trouble do it for most folks, I think. Sorrow, Lord. Feeling like shit. | Alice Walker | ||
| 479efa2 | I learned a long time ago, Reuven, that a blink of an eye in itself is nothing. But the eye that blinks, that is something. A span of life is nothing. But the man who lives that span, he is something. He can fill that tiny span with meaning, so its quality is immeasurable though its quantity may be insignificant. Do you understand what I am saying? A man must fill his life with meaning, meaning is not automatically given to life. | Chaim Potok | ||
| 9d747fb | I lost a world the other day. Has anybody found? You'll know it by the rows of stars around it's forehead bound. A rich man might not notice it; yet to my frugal eye of more esteem than ducats. Oh! Find it, sir, for me! | Emily Dickinson | ||
| 15734e8 | One need not be a Chamber -- to be Haunted -- One need not be a House -- The Brain has Corridors -- surpassing Material Place -- | Emily Dickinson | ||
| 8aceac0 | A million years of evolution, Eric said bitterly, and what are we? Animals. | Sylvia Plath | ||
| ea05145 | But everybody has exactly the same smiling frightened face, with the look that says: "I'm important. If you only get to know me, you will see how important I am. Look into my eyes. Kiss me, and you will see how important I am." | Sylvia Plath | ||
| a79f2dd | Not easy to state the change you made. If I'm alive now, I was dead, Though, like a stone, unbothered by it. | depression sadness sylvia-plath the-bell-jar | Sylvia Plath | |
| 134e9bc | We are cruel enough without meaning to be. | cruelty rabbit-angstrom | John Updike | |
| 9dc1dd3 | I think a lot about the poems I wasn't able to write...I masturbrated...Solitude is essentially a matter of pride; you bury yourself in your own scent. The issue is the same for all real poets. If you've been happy for too long, you become banal. By the same token, if you've been unhappy for a long time, you lose your poetic power...Happiness and poverty can only coexist for the briefest time. Afterword either happiness coarsens the poet or.. | Orhan Pamuk | ||
| 7d95ec0 | As he thought of it, though, he could not imagine what "just living" might actually be. He had never done it in his life. But he wanted to do it anyway." | Orson Scott Card | ||
| 7f308f9 | a writer must always tell the truth (unless he's a journalist) | Gore Vidal | ||
| bd4f747 | Whenever you give up an apartment in New York and move to another city, New York turns into the worst version of itself. Someone I know once wisely said that the expression "It's a nice place to visit, but I wouldn't want to live there" is completely wrong where New York is concerned; the opposite is true. New York is a very livable city. But when you move away and become a vistor, the city seems to turn against you. It's much more expensiv.. | Nora Ephron | ||
| 9482f38 | People where you live, the little prince said, grow five thousand roses in one garden... Yet they don't find what they're looking for... And yet what they're looking for could be found in a single rose. | Antoine de Saint-Exupéry | ||
| ee61cdc | You know where I want to get married? Married. Wow. I can't believe I just said that. Anyway," Kat said, her eyes lighting up under the brim of her hat. "I want to do the little church-the one everyone goes to Vegas to get married at." It took me a moment. "You mean The Little White Wedding Chapel? The one in "The Hangover"?" -- | Jennifer L. Armentrout | ||
| aaf5f06 | Poor Persephone." He stared down his nose at the god. "That must be hard on her if that's what gets you off." I wrinkled my nose. "If her name drips from your forked tongue one more time, I will rip it out," Hades promised, voice deadly low. Was his tongue really forked? His lips curled up on one side. "What? You don't like me talking about your wife?" He looked over at the three of us. "Is abduction as a means of marriage still all the rag.. | Jennifer L. Armentrout | ||
| ceeb53e | He bent down, pressing his head against her forehead. "Seriously though, I want this - I want you ... More than I've ever wanted anything." | Jennifer L. Armentrout | ||
| 2fab1d6 | Hey." I folded my arms, trying to keep my own eyes on her face. "Aren't you supposed to be a virgin goddess?" A soft, tinkling laughing came from her. "Honey, have you ever heard of kiss and don't tell?" "Have you ever heard of a bra?" I demanded. "Because I can see your... you know. Everything." | Jennifer L. Armentrout | ||
| 6b45645 | To Daemon, my arrival was the beginning of the end. The apocalypse. Kat-mageddon. | katy-swartz lux-series obsidian | Jennifer L. Armentrout | |
| a3f130d | He watched you like a man starved for the only thing that could fulfill his hunger." My eyes popped out and my body flushed about a thousand shades of red. "Oh, wow..." | discussing-aiden laadan love | Jennifer L. Armentrout | |
| 20a4adf | I've always found that the most beautiful people, truly beautiful inside and out, are the ones who are quietly unaware of their effect. The ones who throw their beauty around, waste what they have? Their beauty is only passing. It's just a shell hiding nothing but shadows and emptiness. | Jennifer L. Armentrout | ||
| 3e2fbdc | I hold onto grudges. I feed and water them, growing them into happy little pools of bitterness. | Jennifer L. Armentrout | ||
| b95fcad | maybe I could get used to this new gift-giving Daemon..'Thank you.' He smiled in response. 'Where's ours?' Lesa quipped. Daemon laughed. 'I'm only at the service of one person in particular. | Jennifer L. Armentrout | ||
| 3e9ed83 | Even for those to whom life and death are equal jests. There are some things that are still held in respect. | Edgar Allan Poe | ||
| 6112bb1 | We must remember what ruthless and utter destruction our own species has wrought, not only upon animals, such as vanished bison and the dodo, but upon its own inferior races. The Tasmanians . . . were entirely swept out of existence in a war of extermination waged by European immigrants, in the space if fifty years. Are we such apostles of mercy as to complain if the Martians warred in the same spirit? | H.G. Wells | ||
| 18ada89 | It is when suffering finds a voice and sets our nerves quivering that this pity comes troubling us. | pity suffering | H.G. Wells | |
| 3c74e98 | Behold, my children!" she said. "The instrument of my revenge. I will call it a scythe!" The Titans muttered among themselves: What is that for? Why is it curved? How do you spell scythe?" | mythology percy-jackson | Rick Riordan |