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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 06a3287 | I look after those who look after me." He smacks his lips, stares at me, and adds, "I also look after those who don't." - Sara Gruen (Water for Elephants)" | Sara Gruen | ||
| 401f8fd | You bring your own weather to the picnic. | Harlan Coben | ||
| eb4306b | Summer romances cometo an end. That was part of the deal. They are built like certain plants or insects, not able to survive more than one season. I thought we would be different. We were, I guess, but not in the way I thought. I truly believed that we would never let each other go. The young are so dumb. | Harlan Coben | ||
| 9713946 | We are often told during times of bereavement that time heals all wounds. That's crap. In truth, you are devastated, you mourn, you cry to the point where you think you'll never stop - and then you reach a stage where the survival instinct takes over. You stop. You simply won't or can't let yourself "go there" anymore because the pain was too great. You block. You deny. But you don't really heal." | Harlan Coben | ||
| 3372b63 | Redd turned to her assassins. "What is it I always say?" The Cat, Sacrenoir, and the others bandied uncertain glances about. "Don't be stupid?" ventured Alistaire. "I should kill you now?" offered The Cat. "Do I have to murder everyone myself?" tried Siren. "No, idiots! When in doubt, go for the head. That's what I always say. " | incompetent-minions | Frank Beddor | |
| 2dfb2e7 | I don't believe there's a man in Milton who knows how to sit still; and it is a great art. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| bd73414 | I would far rather have two or three lilies of the valley gathered for me by a person I like, than the most expensive bouquet that could be bought! | elizabeth-gaskell flowers friends lily-of-the-valley love molly-gibson people romance wives-and-daughters | Elizabeth Gaskell | |
| f1de3d3 | Well, at heart I knew she'd never be a normal woman. And I didn't want her to be one, because what I loved in her were the indomitable and unpredictable aspects of her personality | romance the-bad-girl translated | Mario Vargas Llosa | |
| 534904b | In the world I notice persons are nearly always stressed and have no time. Even Grandma often says that, but she and Steppa don't have jobs, so I don't know how persons with jobs do the jobs and all the living as well. In Room me and Ma had time for everything. I guess the time gets spread very thin like butter over all the world, the roads and houses and playgrounds and stores, so there's only a little smear of time on each place, then eve.. | Emma Donoghue | ||
| eb43237 | Fitz: Shall we get up tomorrow and go looking for a wild pig? Nighteyes: I didn't lose any wild pigs, did you? | wild-pigs | Robin Hobb | |
| d2ac6ce | Sorrow and loss never die. We can put them away in a chest and lock it tight, but whenever it is opened, even a crack, the aroma of lost sweetness will rise to fill our lungs to heaviness. | Robin Hobb | ||
| ed39d4f | I never confuse the cost of something with its value | Robin Hobb | ||
| 1668a8a | When people look most vicious, what you are seeing is not their animal side. It is the savagery that only humans can muster. | Robin Hobb | ||
| 0e39e73 | We teach girls to be likeable, to be nice, to be false. And we do not teach boys the same. This is dangerous. Many sexual predators have capitalized on this. Many girls remain silent when abused because they want to be nice. Many girls spend too much time trying to be "nice" to people who do them harm. Many girls think of the "feelings" of those who are hurting them. This is the catastrophic consequence of likeability. We have a world full .. | Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie | ||
| 324d7d3 | I like politics and history and am happiest when having a good argument about ideas. | Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie | ||
| ebc810a | The worth is in the act. Your worth halts when you surrender your will to change and experience life. But options are before you; choose one and dedicate yourself to it. The deeds will give you a new hope and purpose. | young-adult | Christopher Paolini | |
| 3c8c993 | Pain is pain. It needs no description. | christopher-paolini inheritance-cylcle | Christopher Paolini | |
| 2e5e32f | You are the poet, you walk inside my dreams... | Anaïs Nin | ||
| 57bcd1a | The writer is the duelist who never fights at the stated hour, who gathers up an insult, like another curious object, a collector's item, spreads it out on his desk later, and then engages in a duel with it verbally. Some people call it weakness. I call it postponement. What is weakness in the man becomes a quality in the writer. For he preserves, collects what will explode later in his work. That is why the writer is the loneliest man in t.. | passivity writer writing | Anaïs Nin | |
| 222fee6 | But I lie. I embellish. My words are not deep enough. They disguise, they conceal. I will not rest until I have told of my descent into a sensuality which was as dark, as magnificent, as wild, as my moments of mystic creation have been dazzling, ecstatic, exalted. | Anaïs Nin | ||
| 1e4d61c | I had hoped to hear everyone discussing how much they missed my altruistic qualities, my legendary skills as a fighter and as a lover." He leered. "Instead, you're making plans for tomorrow. Interesting how life goes on in spite of itself." | Maria V. Snyder | ||
| c9e5dfb | In fact, public speaking anxiety may be primal and quintessentially human, not limited to those of us born with a high-reactive nervous system. One theory, based on the writings of the sociobiologist E.O. Wilson, holds that when our ancestors lived on the savannah, being watched intently meant only one thing: a wild animal was stalking us. And when we think we're about to be eaten, do we stand tall and hold forth confidently? No. We run. In.. | Susan Cain | ||
| d6bee34 | Scores of studies have shown that venting doesn't soothe anger; it fuels it. | Susan Cain | ||
| 8e13767 | Your soul once sat on an easel on my knee. For ages I hve been sketching you With myriad shapes of sounds and light; Now awake, dear pilgrim, With your thousand swaying arms That need to caress the sky. | شمس الدین محمد حافظ / Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez | ||
| e4240c4 | Does the open wound in another's breast soften the pain of the gaping wound in our own? Or does the blood which is welling from another man's side staunch that which is pouring from our own? Does the general anguish of our fellow creatures lessen our own private and particular anguish? No, no, each suffers on his own account, each struggles with his own grief, each sheds his own tears. | Alexandre Dumas | ||
| c2bb2da | Where's your fiance?" Trevor asks casually. I stiffen slightly, and Trevor steps back a little. "Well," I breathe. "Um, we sort of broke up." Trevor's eyes widen a fraction, an eyebrow raising in surprise. He stops dancing, but none of the other couples seem to notice, too caught up in being in love. "Why?" Trevor whispers, still holding my hand, his arm still around me. My hearts thumps harder, slower, each beat waiting for my answer as I .. | Kristan Higgins | ||
| f7de6a3 | Do you have a little white dress? I've had this deep-seated nurse fantasy about you, Murphy. | humor karrin-murphy women | Jim Butcher | |
| 145133f | Do you want your blood to stay where it is sochar-lar?" Tavi lifted both eyebrows at the unfamiliar word, and glanced at Varg. "Monkey," Varg supplied, in Aleran. "And male-child." "He called me monkey boy?" Tavi asked." | Jim Butcher | ||
| 0ab4a41 | A pure heart and mind only takes you so far - sooner or later the hormones have their say, too. | Jim Butcher | ||
| b167f22 | I once lost five years listening to a Pink Floyd album. | Jim Butcher | ||
| 303f714 | Knowledge is your weapon...Kill them with it. | Jim Butcher | ||
| 2a8e723 | He gave me an inscrutable look that said maybe he would and maybe he wouldn't. Mister was a cat, and cats generally considered it the obligation of the universe to provide shelter, sustenance, and amusement as required. I think Mister considered it beneath his dignity to plan for the future. | Jim Butcher | ||
| 61acc43 | I'd gone with my usual option. I was running through long tunnels filled with demons and monsters and nightmares, because it was easier than going to the gym. | harry-dresden monsters | Jim Butcher | |
| cb767f6 | Maybe," he said in a slow, rural drawl, "you could explain to me why I found you in the middle of an orgy." "Well," I said, "if you're going to be in an orgy, the middle is the best spot, isn't it." | humor orgy sarcasm | Jim Butcher | |
| 001cb16 | The Blue Beetle was not a clown car," I said severely. "It was a machine of justice." | skin-game the-dresden-files | Jim Butcher | |
| 96e8627 | I followed him through the halls of the enormous church until we got to the staff's kitchen. He went to the fridge, opened it, and came out with a bottle of bourbon. He poured some into a coffee cup, drank it down, and poured some more. He offered me the bottle. No, thanks. Aren't you supposed to drink vodka? Aren't you supposed to wear a pointy hat and ride on a flying broomstick? Touche, I said. | Jim Butcher | ||
| a5bad23 | So really, it was just as well that Godmother had caught up to me, in spite of my best efforts to avoid her. I'd hate to find out that the universe really wasn't conspiring against me. It would jerk the rug out from under my persecution complex." -Harry" | Jim Butcher | ||
| eb0268d | Hazel, Hazel, blue of eye. Kissed the boys and made them cry, | Holly Black | ||
| 4be091f | You and your sister are very dear to each other. To show your regard, you give each other lovely bouquets of lies. | lies love | Holly Black | |
| 695fe11 | Greg stands up, wiping his mouth. "I saw your mother's trial in the paper, Sharpe. I know you're just like her." "If I was, I would make you beg to blow me," I sneer." | Holly Black | ||
| 3248b3b | They think you can't feel anything, because they've forgotten how. You're very, very dangerous, I get that, and you're prone to some very theatrical brooding, but don't let yourself mistake that for some kind of inner corruption. They see themselves in you and are blinded. | gavriel tana | Holly Black | |
| 8f9212a | Let's start with a love story. Or maybe it's another horror story. It seems like the difference is mostly in where the ending comes. | Holly Black | ||
| 1d3b98b | Instead, it just reminded her that sometimes there were no good choices. | Holly Black | ||
| 666931d | It hurts to think of her, but I can't stop. It ought to hurt. After all, hell is supposed to be hot. | holly-black red-glove | Holly Black |