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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 379f6e1 | Goddamn Summerset. I've told him to leave my car when I park it." "I think he did." Peabody flipped on her sunshades, pointed. "It's blocking the drive, see?" "Oh, yeah." Eve cleared her throat. The car was just as she'd left it, and fluttering in the mild breeze were a few torn articles of clothing. "Don't ask," she muttered and started to hoof it down the drive. "I wasn't going to." Peabody's voice was smooth as silk, "Speculation's more .. | peabody speculation | J.D. Robb | |
| d780b4b | You have to trust or you're only living half a life. | J.D. Robb | ||
| f4a085d | I want to keep you, till the end of days. | fiction mystery | J.D. Robb | |
| 2063639 | Why?" Eve leaned forward. "Sincerely, I've always wanted to know why anyone buys multiple pairs of shoes at a time." "If I have to explain it, the joy is lost." | J.D. Robb | ||
| 3b8ece1 | Must you question everything?" "Aye," I say. "It delights me to annoy you whenever possible." | couples fae kairan love | Elizabeth May | |
| 4bedb6f | Time won't fix me. Time allows me to become more skillful at hiding how much I hurt inside. Time makes me a great liar. Because when it comes to grief, we all like to pretend. | Elizabeth May | ||
| 020d5a1 | One of the gravestones in the cemetery near the earliest church has an anchor on it and an hourglass, and the words In Hope. In Hope. Why did they put that above a dead person? Was it the corpse hoping, or those still alive? | hope | Margaret Atwood | |
| b0b3bf7 | We want to get there faster. Get where? Wherever we are not. But a human soul can only go as fast as a man can walk, they used to say. In that case, where are all the souls? Left behind. They wander here and there, slowly, dim lights flickering in the marshes at night, looking for us. But they're not nearly fast enough, not for us, we're way ahead of them, they'll never catch up. That's why we can go so fast: our souls don't weigh us down. | life spiritual | Margaret Atwood | |
| 134e238 | On these occasions I read quickly, voraciously, almost skimming, trying to get as much into my head as possible before the next long starvation. If it were eating it would be gluttony of the famished; if it were sex it would be a swift furtive stand-up in an alley somewhere. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 60e50a8 | When I was younger I used to think that if I could hug myself tight enough I could make myself smaller, because there was never enough room for me, at home or anywhere, but if I was smaller then I would fit in. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| fd24219 | I am tempted to think that to be despised by her sex is a very great compliment to a woman. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 7ded5d0 | By the way, is there anything sadder than toys on a grave? | Fannie Flagg | ||
| d6ece7e | Emma, I'm sorry, I can't help you. This is a disaster. You're completely vulnerable. It's like going into battle in a nightie. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| f895e7b | Your father always tries to see the good side of people; to find the excuse. But sometimes there isn't a good side. There isn't an excuse. (Mom - to Lara Lington) | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 4ec39fc | Real friendship or love is not manufactured or achieved by an act of will or intention. Friendship is always an act of recognition. This metaphor of friendship can be grounded in the clay nature of the human body. When you find the person you love, an act of ancient recognition brings you together. It is as if millions of years before the silence of nature broke, your lover's clay and your clay lay side by side. Then in the turning of the s.. | John O'Donohue | ||
| e0f013e | Echo bent over the table to make her second shot. Her beautiful breasts were right there for me to see, but i wanted to do more than observe, i wanted to... "You should put your tongue back in your mouth. You 'll get all cotton-mouthed if it dries out." "I can't help it you 're hot." I loved it when she dished it out." -- | Katie McGarry | ||
| 685eca1 | Fuck me. God does exist and he sent an angel in a white Mustang to prove it. | Katie McGarry | ||
| 0f839d9 | What did you say to the messanger mi'lady? Do you remember the exact words of your last proposal?" "I probably said, "Will you marry me?" Connor smiled. He pulled her toward him, lowered his head and kissed her just long enough to stun her. | julie garwood | ||
| 8a24058 | The Empress will follow where you go," she said. "So she will," Mat said. "As I'll follow where she goes, I suppose. I hope that doesn't lead us in too many circles." | Robert Jordan | ||
| 6b76fc2 | If you watch the wolf too hard, a mouse will bite you on the ankle | Robert Jordan | ||
| 3c2fc1b | If you plan for the worst, all surprises are pleasant. | Robert Jordan | ||
| 5f226f2 | The lions sing and the hills take flight. The moon by day, and the sun by night. Blind woman, deaf man, jackdaw fool. Let the Lord of Chaos rule. -chant from a children's game heard in Great Arvalon, the Fourth Age | Robert Jordan | ||
| ba85d9b | It's all well and good to look back after the fact and see what we should have done, but we rarely know what path is best when we take that first step. | done path | Christine Feehan | |
| 64caaa8 | Why do I have to do this?" Gator demanded. Cuz you're such a pretty boy. Our photographer isn't going to fall for one of us as the tied up model," Nico pointed out. Dumbest plan you've ever come up with," Gator rumbled. "Offering myself all trussed up like a Christmas turkey to a serial killer who likes to torture people isn't too smart." | Christine Feehan | ||
| 877d23b | The world is a raving idiot, and no man can kill it: though I'll do my best. But you're right. We must rescue ourselves as best we can. | lady-chatterley-s-lover | D.H. Lawrence | |
| d0951b1 | You think that would have changed things? The answer is of course, and for a while, and never. | Alice Munro | ||
| 6d15d3a | There are two visions of America a half century from now. One is of a society more divided between the haves and the have-nots, a country in which the rich live in gated communities, send their children to expensive schools, and have access to first-rate medical care. Meanwhile, the rest live in a world marked by insecurity, at best mediocre education, and in effect rationed health care--they hope and pray they don't get seriously sick. At .. | Joseph E. Stiglitz | ||
| d1415ef | Later on, when I tried to imagine how I might have ruined things, that would occur to me - that I'd so rarely resisted, that I hadn't made it hard enough for him. Maybe it was like gathering your strength and hurling your body against a door you believe to be locked, and then the door opens easily - it wasn't locked at all - and you're standing looking into the room, trying to remember what it was you thought you wanted. | Curtis Sittenfeld | ||
| bfbb3cf | I wanted to hold happiness in reserve, like a bottle of champagne. I postponed it because I was afraid, because I overvalued it, and then I didn't want to use it up, because what do you wish for then? | taking-chances | Curtis Sittenfeld | |
| 2c49753 | When I was a girl, my life was music that was always getting louder. Everything moved me. A dog following a stranger. That made me feel so much. A calender that showed the wrong month. I could have cried over it. I did. Where the smoke from the chimney ended. How an overturned bottle rested at the edge of a table. I spent my life learning to feel less. Every day I felt less. Is that growing old? Or is it something worse? You cannot protect .. | feelings happiness life old sadness | Jonathan Safran Foer | |
| ccc86f2 | Grief and loss are probably the most fearful creatures that exist. But loss shouldn't be a fearful creature. It should be a creature of wisdom. It should teach us not to fear that tomorrow may never come, but live fully, as though the hours are melting away like seconds. Loss should teach us to cherish those we love, to never do anything that will result in regret, and to cheer on tomorrow with all of its promises of greatness. It's easy an.. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| e911310 | Only a few months into our marriage," writes the grandfather, "we started marking off areas in the apartment as 'Nothing Places,' in which one could be assured of complete privacy, we agreed that we never would look at the marked-off zones, that they would be nonexistent territories in the apartment in which one could temporarily cease to exist." | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 2693882 | You know, I don't think it's worth it to deny yourself happiness just so you can stay faithful to the person you think you've become. | Hannah Johnson | ||
| eeea4ba | But this first clumsy attempt showed her that the imagination itself was a source of secrets: once she had begun a story, no one could be told. Pretending in words was too tentative, too vulnerable, too embarrassing to let anyone know. Even writing out the s, the s, made her wince, and she felt foolish, appearing to know about the emotions of an imaginary being. Self-exposure was inevitable the moment she described a character's weakness;.. | Ian McEwan | ||
| ca50db0 | Even at the age of eight she would fall asleep by pressing one hand into the other and making believe she was holding the hand of the man whom she loved, the man of her life. So if in her sleep she pressed Tomas hand with such tenacity, we can understand why: she had been training since childhood. | Milan Kundera | ||
| 74a6c9f | If hatred strikes you, if you get accused, thrown to the lions, you can expect one of two reactions from people who know you: some of them will join in the kill, the others will discreetly pretend to know nothing, hear nothing, so you can go right on seeing them and talking to them. That second category, discreet and tactful, those are your friends. 'Friends' in the modern sense of the term. Listen, Jean-Marc, I've known that forever. | Milan Kundera | ||
| b272ddf | So please, be tolerant of those who describe a sporting moment as their best ever. We do not lack imagination, nor have we had sad and barren lives; it is just that real life is paler, duller, and contains less potential for unexpected delirium. | life sport | Nick Hornby | |
| 5e45643 | The more I feel imperfect, the more I feel alive. | imperfection | Jhumpa Lahiri | |
| 2a8d0c2 | That the last two letters in her name were the first two in his, a silly thing he never mentioned to her but caused him to believe that they were bound together. | Jhumpa Lahiri | ||
| a85f51e | Ordinary imperfect people, always choose similarly imperfect people as friends. | imperfection ordinary-people | Haruki Murakami | |
| 16f00a9 | You can hide memories, but you can't erase the history that produced them." Sara looked directly into his eyes. "If nothing else, you need to remember that. You can't erase history, or change it. It would be like destroying yourself." | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 3c4cc99 | From the moment of my birth, I lived with pain at the center of my life. My only purpose in life was to find a way to coexist with intense pain. | center coexist exist existence find-a-way haruki-murakam intense japan japanese life murakami pain painful purpose the-wind-up-bird-chronicle | Haruki Murakami | |
| 8e616a7 | So in the end maybe that's the challenge: to look inside your own heart as perceptively and seriously as you can, and to make peace with what you find there. If we hope to truly see another person, we have to start by looking within ourselves." Takatsuki" | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 5e78152 | Things that have form will all disappear. But certain feelings stay with us forever. | Haruki Murakami |