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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| e36a87a | There is absolutely no inevitability as long as there is a willingness to contemplate what is happening. | Marshall McLuhan | ||
| 1f80e2d | The setting sun burned the sky pink and orange in the same bright hues as surfers' bathing suits. It was beautiful deception, Bosch thought, as he drove north on the Hollywood Freeway to home. Sunsets did that here. Made you forget it was the smog that made their colors so brilliant, that behind every pretty picture there could be an ugly story. | deception los-angeles make-believe smog southern-california sunsets | Michael Connelly | |
| 8953b51 | I've learned over the years that sometimes if you ask the same question more than once you get different responses. | Michael Connelly | ||
| 97abbca | The best thing to do if you start thinking such things (falling in love) is to lie down and wait for it to pass. It always does. | love reno | Anne Stuart | |
| 8274566 | Never in his life had Edward been cradled like a baby. Abilene had not done it. Nor had Nellie. And most certainly, Bull had not. It was a singular sensation to be held so gently and yet so fiercely, to be stared down at with so much love. Edward felt the whole of his china body flood with warmth. (page 128) | love touch | Kate DiCamillo | |
| d00993e | Freedom!- is the fatuous jingle of our civilization, but only those deprived of it have the barest inkling re: what the stuff actually is. | David Mitchell | ||
| 0e841e0 | If an atrocity isn't written about, it stops existing when the last witnesses die. That's what I can't stand. If a mass shooting, a bomb, a whatever, is written about, then at least it's made a tiny dent in the world's memory. Someone, somewhere, some time, has a chance of learning what happened. And, just maybe, acting on it. Or not. But at least it's there. | David Mitchell | ||
| 575bb66 | Maybe kissing is sort of like nature's coffee. -Jonathan | Scott Westerfeld | ||
| 503cc95 | I'm trying to make myself invisible." "That's an odd thing to attempt." | invisibility | Lloyd Alexander | |
| beb4fcb | Absolutely nothing visible to the eye provides a reason for or even evidence of those terrifying shifts which can in a matter of moments reconstitute a simple path into an extremely complicated one. | Mark Z Danielewski | ||
| 7349578 | The only excursion of my life outside of New Orleans took me through the vortex to the whirlpool of despair: Baton Rouge. . . . New Orleans is, on the other hand, a comfortable metropolis which has a certain apathy and stagnation which I find inoffensive. | ignatius-j-reilly new-orleans | John Kennedy Toole | |
| ae2bac6 | I wanted to come, and if I hadn't, they would have been all alone, and nobody would have ever known how frightened and brave and irreplaceable they were. | Connie Willis | ||
| 13082e4 | As far as food is concerned, the great extravagance is not caviar or truffles, but beef, pork and poultry. Some 38 percent of the world's grain crop is now fed to animals, as well as large quantities of soybeans. There are three times as many domestic animals on this planet as there are human beings. The combined weight of the world's 1.28 billion cattle alone exceeds that of the human population. While we look darkly at the number of babie.. | factory-farming | Peter Singer | |
| 0ae744c | But it's just because the chances are all against you, just because there is so little hope, that life is sweet over here. | Henry Miller | ||
| bd6edc2 | Day by day. No yesterdays and no tomorrows. The barometer never changes, the flag is always at half-mast. | Henry Miller | ||
| 7b95058 | All I ask of life, he says, is a bunch of books, a bunch of dreams, and a bunch of cunt. | Henry Miller | ||
| 00f95be | From the little reading I had done I had observed that the men who were most in life, who were molding life, who were life itself, ate little, slept little, owned little or nothing. They had no illusions about duty, or the perpetuation of their kith and kin, or the preservation of the State. They were interested in truth and in truth alone. They recognized only one kind of activity - creation. | Henry Miller | ||
| 3c926c3 | Once you have given up the ghost, everything follows with dead certainty, even in the midst of chaos. From the beginning it was never anything but chaos: it was a fluid which enveloped me, which I breathed in through the gills. In the substrata, where the moon shone steady and opaque, it was smooth and fecundating; above it was a jangle and a discord. In everything I quickly saw the opposite, the contradiction, and between the real and the .. | Henry Miller | ||
| 3253c3a | I'm tempted to tell you that you think too much, but I'm not really one to talk,' Jacob said. 'Henry Miller wrote something about fear making you fearless. It's a very powerful emotion. Use it to get what you want. I mean if it's going to rule our life, it might as well rule you to freedom, right? | Tiffanie DeBartolo | ||
| 787ae59 | The ignorant pronounce it Frood To cavil or applaud | G.K. Chesterton | ||
| 82050bb | Then she was pressing her little proud broken self against his face, as close as she could get, and then they died. | Philip Pullman | ||
| 9f20408 | Men pass in front of our eyes like butterflies, creatures of a brief season. We love them; they are brave, proud, beautiful, and clever. | Philip Pullman | ||
| 60b5a36 | his face bore an expression that mingled haughty disdain with a tender, ardent sympathy, as if he would love all things if only his nature could let him forget their defects. | Philip Pullman | ||
| 989af5a | You know, if you have certain frustrations," Ascanio said, "I would be happy to help you work them out." Derek looked at me, pointed at Ascanio, and punched his left palm with his right fist a few times. I shook my head. " | Ilona Andrews | ||
| 3fe37f9 | Damn it all. "Ascanio!" The bouda sauntered forward, a picture of pure innocence on his face. "What the hell are you doing?" I growled. He pulled on a disarming smile like a shield. "Following you." "Why?" "Because." So help me God, I would brain him with something heavy in a minute. "Because why?" "I wanted to come. It's too dangerous for you and I'm concerned." Derek snarled quietly under his breath. "You can't blame me," Ascanio said. "A.. | Ilona Andrews | ||
| ee3c517 | He whirled in the water and grinned at me. Damn, he was a handsome bastard. I realized he was half-naked. Blue swirls of tattoos painted his chest. When God made that chest, he did to tempt women. | chest kate tattoos temptation | Ilona Andrews | |
| eb85ae4 | Do we have a flamethrower?" Curran asked. "No." "We should get a flamethrower." | Ilona Andrews | ||
| 59e1175 | Whatever storm was brewing, I'd find it and fight it. If it was the price of being with Curran, then I would pay it. He was worth it. | Ilona Andrews | ||
| 3e7139b | All that was missing was a neon sign that read EVIL AND CONFLICTED ABOUT IT with a flashing arrow pointing at his head. | roland | Ilona Andrews | |
| ef44a41 | I have a vamp body for you," Andrea said. "It's in the freezer." I gave her a nice smile. "You shouldn't have." | kate-daniels | Ilona Andrews | |
| 1cd2bec | I almost had her." Curran nodded. "I heard. And you could've taken her, too." My voice came out flat. "Rub it in, why don't you." He grinned. "No time for that now, maybe later." I closed my eyes. There wouldn't be any later. "Are you imagining me rubbing it in?" he asked." | Ilona Andrews | ||
| a506762 | Really love him, I mean," Geilie persisted. "Not just to bed him; I know you want that, and he does too. They all do. But do you love him?" Did I love him? Beyond the urges of the flesh? The hole had the dark anonymity of the confessional, and a soul on the verge of death had no time for lies. "Yes," I said, and laid my head back on my knees. It was silent in the hole for some time, and I hovered once more on the verge of sleep, when I h.. | geilie love | Diana Gabaldon | |
| 9ee2202 | She liked to imagine that when she passed, the world looked after her, but she also knew how anonymous she was. Except when she was at work, no one knew where she was at any time of day and no one waited for her. It was immaculate anonymity. | anonymity inspirational isolation | Alice Sebold | |
| 4e879b4 | The thing that hath been, it is that which shall be; and that which is done is that which shall be done: and there is no new thing under the sun. | Anonymous | ||
| 0cbda51 | Orion nodded, then asked, "Dwarf cheese?" "Cheese made by dwarfs." "Oh," said Orion, relieved. "They make it. It's not actually . . ." "No. What a horrible thought." "Exactly." | dwarfs funny orion | Eoin Colfer | |
| 9853bf9 | I have no time for babbling foolishness." "Don't be so hasty," said Victor. "There's always time for babbling." | Eoin Colfer | ||
| 4a81f00 | Careful, Mr. Spiro, guns are dangerous. Especially the end with the hole. | Eoin Colfer | ||
| 054c70f | Her glare was so intense that you completely forgot she was wearing pink. | Eoin Colfer | ||
| 60210ff | Don't worry chief,"said foaly,"It's like riding a unicorn,you never forget." | Eoin Colfer | ||
| 6fcf8c7 | Human thought has no limit. At its risk and peril, it analyzes and dissects its own fascination. We could almost say that, by a sort of splendid reaction, it fascinates nature; the mysterious world surrounding us returns what it receives; it is likely that contemplators are contemplated. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 6c4365b | Jean Prouvaire was timid only in repose. Once excited, he burst forth, a sort of mirth accentuated his enthusiasm, and he was at once both laughing and lyric. | Victor Hugo | ||
| a296f01 | He said to himself that he really had not suffered enough to deserve such radiant happiness, and he thanked God, in the depths of his soul, for having permitted that he, a miserable man, should be so loved by this innocent being." Jean Valjean about Cossette" | Victor Hugo | ||
| b2acaba | Yes, the brutalities of progress are called revolutions | Victor Hugo | ||
| 9db98d2 | Nobody deserves anything," Evelyn says. "It's simply a matter of who's willing to go and take it for themselves. And you, Monique, are a person who has proven to be willing to go out there and take what you want. So be honest about that. No one is just a victim or a victor. Everyone is somewhere in between. People who go around casting themselves as one or the other are not only kidding themselves, but they're also painfully unoriginal." .. | Taylor Jenkins Reid |