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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 0c7f680 | I wasted a lot of time being angry, time I can't get back. And now I see you, so angry about what happened to your marriage, and I just want to tell you, at some point it doesn't matter who was right and who was wrong. At some point, being angry is just another bad habit, like smoking, and you keep poisoning yourself without thinking about it. | forgiveness | Jonathan Tropper | |
| 5096ace | I stretched out my hand, adrenaline and pain giving me plenty of fuel for the magic, and called, 'Ventas servitas!' Wind leapt out in a sudden spurt, seizing the Unraveling and tearing it from Aurora's fingers, sending it spinning through the air toward me. I caught it, stuck my tongue out at Aurora, yelled, 'Meep, meep!' and ran like hell. | Jim Butcher | ||
| 1904688 | It turns out that Molly wasn't her mother's daughter in that respect. Charity was like the MacGuyver of the kitchen. She could whip up a five-course meal for twelve from an egg, two spaghetti noodles, some household chemicals, and a stick of chewing gum. Molly ... Molly once burned my egg. My boiled egg. I don't know how. | domesticity dresden-files humor | Jim Butcher | |
| dd82331 | Something like this will test you like nothing else," Mac said. "You're going to find out who you are, Harry. You're going to find out which principles you'll stand by to your death--and which lines you'll cross." He took my empty glass away and said, "You're heading into the badlands. It'll be easy to get lost." | mac-mcanally principles | Jim Butcher | |
| 894f902 | I kept a straight face while my inner Neanderthal spluttered and then went on a mental rampage through a hypothetical produce section, knocking over shelves and spattering fruit everywhere in sheer frustration, screaming, 'JUST TELL ME WHOSE SKULL TO CRACK WITH MY CLUB, DAMMIT! | humor rage | Jim Butcher | |
| 1bd7efe | I have said that he has the power to deliver a compliment and make it hurt. So, too, he can say something that ought to be insulting and deliver it in such a way that it feels like being truly seen. | compliment | Holly Black | |
| 6fc915d | Refills are free," the waitress tells us with a frown, like she's hoping we're not the kind of people who ask for endless refills. I am already pretty sure we are exactly those people." | Holly Black | ||
| adbe9aa | It's just that you go so crazy being alone like that. Sometimes he'd forget my water or food and I'd cry and cry and cry." She stops talking and looks out the window. "I would try to tell myself stories to pass the time. Fairy tales. Parts of books. But they got used up." -- | hopeless loneliness sad trapped | Holly Black | |
| 6c88082 | I know how this feels: the tightening of the chest, the panic, the what-have-I-done-wait-I-was-kidding. Eating disorders linger so long undetected, eroding the body in silence, and then they strike. The secret is out. You're dying. | Marya Hornbacher | ||
| ba67462 | Mingling with people, hurting them, getting hurt by them...that's how you learn about others...and about yourself. If you don't you'll never be able to care about anyone but yourself. | Takaya Natsuki | ||
| c2dcc3f | I was gushing and I knew it. I surprised myself with my eagerness to please, felt myself saying too much, explaining too much, overinvolved and overexcited in the way you are when you're a kid and you think you've found a soul mate in the new boy down the street and you feel yourself drawn by the force of the courtship and so act as you don't normally do and a lot more openly than you may even want to. | Philip Roth | ||
| bb57dc7 | Long before it was known to me as a place where my ancestry was even remotely involved, the idea of a state for Jews (or a Jewish state; not quite the same thing, as I failed at first to see) had been 'sold' to me as an essentially secular and democratic one. The idea was a haven for the persecuted and the survivors, a democracy in a region where the idea was poorly understood, and a place where--as Philip Roth had put it in a one-handed no.. | ancestry antisemitism arabs armageddon arthur-balfour bedouin bolshevism britain christianity colonialism crimea crimean-war democracy diplomacy ethnic-cleansing fanaticism france free-speech history house-arrest israel jerusalem jews leftism london oppression palestine palestinians persecution philip-roth raimonda-tawil ramallah religious-extremism russia secularism territory torture war world-war-i zealotry | Christopher Hitchens | |
| e47efa7 | When people say "clearly" something that means there's a huge crack in their argument and they know things aren't clear at all." | Terry Pratchett | ||
| d30ea60 | We're on a mission from Glod. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 804e18f | Granny bit her lip. She was never quite certain about children, thinking of them - when she thought about them at all - as coming somewhere between animals and people. She understood babies. You put milk in one end and kept the other as clean as possible. Adults were even easier, because they did the feeding and cleaning themselves. But in between was a world of experience that she had never really inquired about. As far as she was aware, y.. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 7e49cd9 | Look, sir, I know Angua. She's not the useless type. She doesn't stand there and scream helplessly. She makes other people do that. | humourous | Terry Pratchett | |
| 5b2cd37 | The dwarf bread was brought out for inspection. But it was miraculous, the dwarf bread. No one ever went hungry when they had some dwarf bread to avoid. You only had to look at it for a moment, and instantly you could think of dozens of things you'd rather eat. Your boots, for example. Mountains. Raw sheep. Your own foot. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 64c3539 | For a witch stands on the very edge of everything, between the light and the dark, between life and death, making choices, making decisions so that others may pretend no decisions have even been needed. Sometimes they need to help some poor soul through the final hours, help them to find the door, not to get lost in the dark. | witches | Terry Pratchett | |
| 44c4590 | the little man's total obliviousness to all forms of danger somehow made danger so discouraged that it gave up and went away. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 30a4c4c | It wasn't that Nanny Ogg sang badly. It was just that she could hit notes which, when amplified by a tin bath half full of water, ceased to be sound and became some sort of invasive presence. | singing | Terry Pratchett | |
| b5c3e1e | The greatest tales, well told, awaken the fears and longings of the listeners. Each man hears a different story. Each is touched by it according to his inner self. The words go to the ear, but the true message travels straight to the spirit. | Juliet Marillier | ||
| 9efbc8b | You cannot poison what is between us with your foul words. She is my light in the darkness and Johnny is my pathway ahead. | Juliet Marillier | ||
| 9a25279 | Depression is the flaw in love. To be creatures who love, we must be creatures who can despair at what we lose, and depression is the mechanism of that despair. When it comes, it degrades one's self and ultimately eclipses the capacity to give or receive affection. It is the aloneness within us made manifest, and it destroys not only connection to others but also the ability to be peacefully alone with oneself. Love, though it is no prophyl.. | Andrew Solomon | ||
| 0119cc3 | We don't like to admit it, but the idea of losing control is one that fascinates controlled people such as ourselves more than almost anything. All truly civilized people - the ancients no less than us - have civilized themselves through the wilful repression of the old, animal self. | self | Donna Tartt | |
| 5dce2ca | It was rainy, trees leafing out, spring deepening into summer; and the forlorn cry of horns on the street, the dank smell of the wet pavement had an electricity about it, a sense of crowds and static, lonely secretaries and fat guys with bags of carry-out, everywhere the ungainly sadness of creatures pushing and struggling to live. | Donna Tartt | ||
| d79fe9c | It does not do to be frightened of things about which you know nothing," he said. "You are like children. Afraid of the dark." | Donna Tartt | ||
| 7c81051 | They were playing old Bob Dylan, more than perfect for narrow Village streets close to Christmas and the snow whirling down in big feathery flakes, the kind of winter where you want to be walking down a city street with your arm around a girl like on the old record cover | records snow winter | Donna Tartt | |
| a504138 | Why do I care about all the wrong things, and nothing at all for the right ones? Or, to tip it another way: how can I see so clearly that everything I love or care about is illusion, and yet - for me, anyway - all that's worth living for lies in that charm? | Donna Tartt | ||
| fe9dddd | For if the modern mind is whimsical and discursive, the classical mind is narrow, unhesitating, relentless. | Donna Tartt | ||
| 134466d | You want to know what Classics are?" said a drunk Dean of Admissions to me at a faculty party a couple of years ago. "I'll tell you what Classics are. Wars and homos." | Donna Tartt | ||
| 45b7157 | It didn't occur to me then, though it certainly does now, that it was years since I'd roused myself from my stupor of misery and self-absorption; between anomie and trance, inertia and parenthesis and gnawing my own heart out, there were a lot of small, easy, everyday kindnesses I'd missed out on; and even the word `kindness' was liking rising from unconsciousness into some hospital awareness of voices, and people, from a stream of digitize.. | Donna Tartt | ||
| 659e40f | How was it that a complex, a nervous and delicately calibrated mind like my own, was able to adjust itself perfectly after a shock like the murder, while Bunny's eminently more sturdy and ordinary one was knocked out of kilter? | Donna Tartt | ||
| faf107c | Aristotle says in the Poetics," said Henry, "that objects such as corpses, painful to view in themselves, can become delightful to contemplate in a work of art." "And I believe Aristotle is correct. After all, what are the scenes in poetry graven on our memories, the ones that we love the most? Precisely these. The murder of Agamemnon and the wrath of Achilles. Dido on the funeral pyre. The daggers of the traitors and Caesar's blood--rememb.. | Donna Tartt | ||
| 69244df | good doesn't always follow from good deeds, nor bad deeds result from bad, does it? Even the wise and good cannot see the end of all actions. | Donna Tartt | ||
| bd4740c | As her analyst had told her: the deeper buried the distress, the further into the body it went. The digestive system was about as far as it could go to hide. | Richard Matheson | ||
| 8354326 | I had forgotten to fear him, from too much time spent too close. | Naomi Novik | ||
| 03aeab5 | A good book, he had concluded, leaves you wanting to reread the book. A great book compels you to reread your own soul. Such books were for him rare and, as he aged, rarer. Still he searched, one more Ithaca for which he was forever bound. | literature reading words | Richard Flanagan | |
| add03c7 | What good the prophet in the wilderness may do is incremental and personal. It's good for us to hear someone speak the irrational truth. It's good for us when, in spite of all of the sober, pragmatic, and even correct arguments that war is sometimes necessary someone says: war is large-scale murder, us at our worst, the stupidest guy doing the cruelest thing to the weakest being. | page-82 slaughterhouse-five war | George Saunders | |
| 603654b | Every virtuous act is inspired by a dark secret. | Gregory David Roberts | ||
| f2bd879 | The cloak of the past is cut from patches of feeling ,and sewn with rebus threads.Most of the time , the best we can do is wrap it around ourselves for comfort or drag it behind us as we struggle to go on . | Gregory David Roberts | ||
| 28612f9 | Understanding comes with life. As a man grows he sees life and death, he is happy and sad, he works, plays, meets people - sometimes it takes a lifetime to acquire understanding, because in the end understanding simply means having sympathy for people. | Rudolfo Anaya | ||
| c105a6c | Do you honestly want credit because you didn't do anything to a helpless female?" "No! Yes. No, damn it--" | Kresley Cole | ||
| 1902d51 | You asked me how old I am. I was born roughly nine centuries ago. I've lived for more than three hundred thousand days. And you made this one my favorite one of all." -Uilleam MacRieve ~" | Kresley Cole | ||
| 375bcb8 | You see, that's the thing with you detrus," Chase began in a contemplative tone. "Your bodies are abominations. If I severed your arms--" Lothaire yawned loudly. "--you'd merely regenerate from the injury. You might experience pain, but you wouldn't suffer the horror of permanent loss, not like a human." Lothaire grew increasingly bored by this. "When I get free, I believe I'll show you your spine. I'll hand it to you so casually, politely .. | berserker dreams-of-a-dark-warrior immortals-after-dark kresley-cole lore lothaire paranormal-romance regin-the-radiant valkyrie vampires | Kresley Cole |