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| 2f53396 | JP shouted, "TELL THEM WHAT YOU JUST DID TO EACH OTHER!" "Um," I said. "We kissed," the Duke said. "That's kinda gay," Keun said. "I AM A GIRL." "Yeah, I know, but so is Tobin," Keun said." | humor | John Green | |
| c42fd50 | I would always love Alaska Young, my crooked neighbor, with all my crooked heart. | John Green | ||
| ff2758e | When you say nasty things about people, you should never say the true ones, because you can't really fully and honestly take those back.. | John Green | ||
| 548a035 | Chapter Four : The things that go bump in the night...are probably registered voters in Cook County | Chloe Neill | ||
| 2d94f04 | E]ach of our voices has something unique to say. Not only should I not mold my life to the demands of external conformity; I can't even find the model by which to live outside myself. I can only find it within. | individuality individuals self uniqueness | Charles Taylor | |
| 49d6ede | It is the bad people who need to have principles to restrain them. | principles restraint | T.H. White | |
| 3b64cbe | And do you know another thing, Arthur? Life is too bitter already, without territories and wars and noble feuds. | life merlin nobility pacifism peace war | T.H. White | |
| 622c370 | Maybe it's good to put things in perspective, but sometimes, I think that the only perspective is to really be there. Like Sam said. Because it's okay to feel things. And be who you are about them. | Stephen Chbosky | ||
| b0721de | That's when Sam grabbed my hand. "I love this song!" She led me to the dance floor. And she started dancing. And I started dancing. It was a fast song, so I wasn't very good, but she didn't seem to mind. We were just dancing, and that was enough. The song ended, and then a slow one came on. She looked at me. I looked at her. Then, she took my hands and pulled me in to dance slow. I don't know how to dance slow very well either, but I do kno.. | Stephen Chbosky | ||
| 0e65742 | true humility is when you can surprise yourself more than others; the rest is either shyness or good marketing | humbleness humility narcissism narcissists true-humility | Nassim Nicholas Taleb | |
| 54743c8 | More like the movie where the guy meets a smart girl who wears a lot of sweaters and drinks cocoa. They talk about books and issues and kiss in the rain. | Stephen Chbosky | ||
| bae5cef | The inability to predict outliers implies the inability to predict the course of history | Nassim Nicholas Taleb | ||
| 07b04df | Only the autodidacts are free. | Nassim Nicholas Taleb | ||
| 8ca16a9 | Let justice roll down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream. | Martin Luther King Jr. | ||
| 87833df | There is a love that equals in its power the love of man for woman and reaches inwards as deeply. It is the love of a man or a woman for their world. For the world of their center where their lives burn genuinely and with a free flame. The love of the diver for his world of wavering light. His world of pearls and tendrils and his breath at his breast. Born as a plunger into the deeps he is at one with every swarm of lime-green fish, with ev.. | Mervyn Peake | ||
| 7d4959e | If it's easy to be friendly she will be. If the wind blows the other way her friendship will be gone. And I'm thinking the wind is blowing the other way. She has found some other way to be an important person in her own right by hating others. | haters life-and-living | Charlaine Harris | |
| 9a627dd | A person cannot coast along in old destructive habits year after year and accept whatever comes along. A person must stand up on her own two legs and walk. Get off the bus and go get on another. Climb out of the ditch and cross the road. Find the road that s where you want to go. ... The only sermon that counts is the one that is formed by our actions. She would quit drinking and thereby show Kyle life is what you make it. A person can grab.. | Garrison Keillor | ||
| e0f37eb | Sooner or later everyone was driven to love someone they could never have. | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| b4121d4 | Close your eyes," Marcus said, his hand moving to her bottom in a circling caress. He brushed his mouth over her forehead and her fragile eyelids. "Rest. You'll need to regain your strength... because once we're married, I won't be able to leave you alone. I'll want to love you every hour, every minute of the day." He nestled her more closely against him. "There is nothing on earth more beautiful to me than your smile... no sound sweeter th.. | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| 4446900 | Don't forget this, too: Rumors aren't interested in the unsensational story; rumors don't care what's true. | sensationalism truth | John Irving | |
| 2c389f8 | A woman half dressed seemed to have some power, but a man was simply not as handsome as when he was naked, and not as secure as when he was clothed. | John Irving | ||
| f57d30e | Owen meany who rarely wasted words and who had the conversation-stopping habit of dropping remarks like coins into a deep pool of water... remarks that sank, like truth, to the bottom of the pool where they would remain untouchable. | John Irving | ||
| 6ff03ab | Costis flinched and looked away from this compensation to the king's handicap, only to find himself looking into the king's face instead. Eugenides matched Costis look for look, his expression grave, his eyes like pools of darkness deeper than Costis could penetrate. For a moment Costis could see, not so much what was hidden but that there were things hidden that the king did not choose to reveal. Things that were not for Costis to see. The.. | eugenides | Megan Whalen Turner | |
| 482e72c | To know you will be lonely is not the same as being lonely. | fiction | Peter Carey | |
| 614d0c3 | There are those who do not hold that there is any innate goodness to mankind. To them I say, had you lived my life, you would not believe it. I have known the depths to which mortals are capable of descending, and I have seen the heights. I have seen how kindness and compassion may grow in the unlikeliest of places, as the mountain flower forces its way through the stern rock. | goodness jacqueline-carey kindness kushiels-dart | Jacqueline Carey | |
| 4856778 | You don't know the difference between truth and make-believe. You never stop acting. It's second nature to you. You act when there's a party here. You act to the servants, you act to father, you act to me. To me you act the part of the fond, indulgent, celebrated mother. You don't exist, you're only the innumerable parts you've played. I've often wondered if there was ever a you or if you were never anything more than a vehicle for all thes.. | relationships | W. Somerset Maugham | |
| 5360b97 | A story so cherished it has to be dressed in casualness to disguise its significance in case the listener turned out to be unsympathetic. | profound | Diane Setterfield | |
| e0fc6c3 | I do not know a better cure for mental illness than a book. | Irving Stone | ||
| d37cdeb | I saw my father as a man, and not, as a man who was my father. | son | Richard Llewellyn | |
| 8e94385 | I would like [my readers] to better understand human beings and human life as a result of having read [my] stories. I'd like them to feel that this was an experience that made things better for them and an experience that gave them hope. I think that the kind of things that we talk about at this conference -- fantasy very much so, science fiction, and even horror -- the message that we're sending is the reverse of the message sent by what i.. | fantasy fiction hope horror optimism science-fiction | Gene Wolfe | |
| b3f029c | If you do not apologize to Lady Honoria," Marcus said, his voice so mild as to be terrifying, "I will kill you." There was a collective gasp, and Daisy faked a swoon, sliding elegantly into Iris, who promptly stepped aside and let her hit the floor. "Oh, come now," Mr. Grimston said. "Surely it won't come to pistols at dawn." "I'm not talking about a duel," Marcus said. "I mean I will kill you right here." | romance | Julia Quinn | |
| 4e033b7 | She needed him to be him. Even if he could not be hers. | Julia Quinn | ||
| 47998ab | Daphne," he said with controlled gentleness, "what is wrong?" She sat down opposite him and placed a hand on his cheek. "I'm so insensitive," she whispered. "I should have known. I should never have said anything." "Should have known what?" he ground out. Her hand fell away. "That you can't--that you couldn't--" "Can't what?" She looked down at her lap, where her hands were attempting to wring each other to shreds. "Please don't make me say.. | Julia Quinn | ||
| 9174ddd | This thing between them, this bond--it wasn't just passion, and it wasn't wicked. It was love, and it was divine. | Julia Quinn | ||
| 1bb3a20 | Consciousness, unprovable by scientific standards, is forever, then, the impossible phantom in the predictable biologic machine, and your every thought a genuine supernatural event. Your every thought is a ghost, dancing. | imagination | Alan Moore | |
| 64ecfed | They say we have we created the man to end all wars; I say we have created a man to end all worlds. | Alan Moore | ||
| 1c92a37 | Does the human heart know chasms so abysmal? | dr-manhatan heart human watchmen | Alan Moore | |
| 75815b2 | Early in life, the world divides crudely into those who have had sex and those who haven't. Later, into those who have known love, and those who haven't. Later still - at least, if we are lucky (or, on the other hand, unlucky) - it divides into those who have endured grief, and those who haven't. These divisions are absolute; they are tropics we cross. | Julian Barnes | ||
| 46b0ed0 | Could you bring back a man without a head?" Arya asked. "Just the once, not six times. Could you?" "I have no magic, child. Only prayers. That first time, his lordship had a hole right through him and blood in his mouth, I knew there was no hope. So when his poor torn chest stopped moving, I gave him the good god's own kiss to send him on his way. I filled my mouth with fire and breathed the flames inside him, down his throat to lungs and h.. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| ac196b2 | Does he think to scare me? Arya kissed him where his nose should be and plucked the grave worm from his eye to eat it, but it melted like a shadow in her hand. The yellow skull was melting too, and the kindliest old man that she had ever seen was smiling down on her. "No one has ever tried to eat my worm before," he said. "Are you hungry, child?" Yes, she thought, but not for food." | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 67a0899 | Fire consumes, but cold preserves. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| dc63971 | a man who hates music can't be trusted, I always say. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 988c0a5 | But a voice inside her whispered, There are no heroes, and she remembered what Lord Petyr had said to her, here in this very hall. 'Life is not a song, sweetling,' he'd told her, 'You may learn that one day to your sorrow.' In life, the monsters win, she told herself. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 839b79d | The gods made the earth for all men t' share. Only when the kings come with their crowns and steel swords, they claimed it was all theirs. "My trees," they said, "you can't eat them apples. My stream, you can't fish here. My wood, you're not t' hunt. My earth, my water, my castle, my daughter, keep your hands away or I'll chop 'em off, but maybe if you kneel t' me I'll let you have a sniff." You call us thieves, but at least a thief has t' .. | George R.R. Martin |