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3c523a3 Memory is not what the heart desires. That is only a mirror, be it clear as Kheled-zaram. Or so says the heart of Gimli the Dwarf. J.R.R. Tolkien
1bfdd42 You renounce your friendship even in the hour of our need ' he said. 'Yet you were glad indeed to receive our aid when you came at last to these shores fainthearted loiterers and well-nigh emptyhanded. In huts on the beaches would you be dwelling still had not the Noldor carved out your haven and toiled upon your walls. feanor friendship noldor teleri J.R.R. Tolkien
e1292ca For a while they stood there, like men on the edge of a sleep where nightmare lurks, holding it off, though they know that they can only come to morning through the shadows. J.R.R. Tolkien
e24c07c If you want to know what cram is, I can only say that I don't know the recipe; but it is biscuitish, keeps good indefinitely, is supposed to be sustaining, and is certainly not entertaining, being in fact very uninteresting except as a chewing exercise. J.R.R. Tolkien
b19e5e9 I will vouch for him before the seat of Denethor,' said Gandalf. 'And as for valour, that cannot be computed by stature. He has passed through more battles and perils than you have, Ingold, though you be twice his height; and he comes now from the storming of Isengard, of which we bear tidings, and great weariness is on him, or I would wake him. His name is Peregrin, a very valiant man.' Man?' said Ingold dubiously; and the others laughed... J.R.R. Tolkien
8c04c99 But I suppose it's often that way. The brave things in the old tales and songs, Mr. Frodo: adventures, as I used to call them. I used to think that they were things the wonderful folk of the stories went out and looked for, because they wanted them, because they were exciting and life was a bit dull, a kind of a sport, as you might say. But that's not the way of it with the tales that really mattered, or the ones that stay in the mind. Folk.. J.R.R. Tolkien
f7183be First with the head, then with the heart, you'll be ahead from the start. Bryce Courtenay
e882002 I got a statistic for you right now. Grab your pencil, Doug. There are five billion trees in the world. I looked it up. Under every tree is a shadow, right? So, then, what makes night? I'll tell you: shadows crawling out from under five billion trees! Think of it! Shadows running around in the air, muddying the waters you might say. If only we could figure a way to keep those darn five billion shadows under those trees, we could stay up hal.. dandelion-wine kids night trees Ray Bradbury
fa90452 This afternoon, burn down the house. Tomorrow, pour critical water upon the simmering coals. Time enough to think and cut and rewrite tomorrow. But today-explode-fly-apart-disintegrate! The other six or seven drafts are going to be pure torture. So why not enjoy the first draft, in the hope that your joy will seek and find others in the world who, by reading your story, will catch fire, too? explode inspirational writing Ray Bradbury
6f74b4c When we are crushed like grapes, we cannot think of the wine we will become. despair Henri J.M. Nouwen
226eb20 Self is a sea boundless and measureless. endless inner-life introspect introspection introspective limitless measureless sea self Kahlil Gibran
169c5c4 As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music. Kahlil Gibran
3ce3053 In eternity this world will be like Troy, I believe, and all that has passed here will be the epic of the universe, the ballad they sing in the streets. Marilynne Robinson
b627f8d It felt very good to have him walking beside her. Good like rest and quiet, like something you could live without but you needed anyway. That you had to learn how to miss, and then you'd never stop missing it. Marilynne Robinson
248db99 For what is delusion but the prelude to hurt. And what is hurt but the prelude to rage. Joyce Carol Oates
6620c28 Daimons, vampires, ghouls, whatever you want to call them. They suck your blood and your soul and leave you with nothing. Kind of like lawyers. (Selena) Sherrilyn Kenyon
7f34a47 Lydia: Strange how you always remember the pain someone gave you, but seldom the hurt you caused them. dream-hunter guardian lydia pain Sherrilyn Kenyon
f62b1fc He glanced down at the blood-smeared cut on his side...and realized he wasn't wearing any clothing. I'd be lying if I said I hadn't realized it already. Kind of obvious. It wasn't like he'd been going to take time out to find his clothing before stopping Liam. Kelley Armstrong
3be1888 Expecting to see a Doberman slavering at the fence, i followed his gaze to a little puff of white fur, the kind of dog women stick in their purses. I wasn't even barking, just staring and dancing in place. Kelley Armstrong
325ac95 Cosmo never speaks to my life. Its surveys always ask questions like How would you react if your lover announced he was taking a job in Alaska? and jumping for joy is never one of the options. Move to Alaska? Hell, my lover was thirty-seven and hadn't moved away from home yet. Where were the questions relevant to my life? elena Kelley Armstrong
c3c0c65 Who cared whether you could change motor oil when you could snap a rottweiler's neck in 2.8 seconds? Now there was a practical skill. Kelley Armstrong
7718fcb This is the first adventure I've survived without being kidnapped, attacked, knocked unconscious or possessed by evil spirits. A ripped blouse? Ruined skirt? Bad hair? I'd call this progress. ~Jaime Vegas Kelley Armstrong
fa41384 The magician was studying her face with his green eyes. "Your face is wet," he said worriedly. "I hope that's spray. If you've become human enough to cry, then no magic in the world -- oh, it must be spray. Come with me. It had better be spray." Peter S. Beagle
6457734 Perdition awaits at the end of a road constructed entirely from good intentions, the devil emerges from the details and hell abides in the small print. Iain M. Banks
d5056cb I love you," I said in a low, intense voice. "I will always love you, no matter what happens now." Stephenie Meyer
e4e84b1 i want to stay with you." it was easier to say in the darkness, knowing as i spoke my voice would betray me, my hopeless addiction to him." Stephenie Meyer
b26bb93 I wish i'd hurt him I didn't do any damage at all-Bella I can fix that-edward I was hoping you would say that-bella there was a slight pause "that doesn't sound like you what did he do"-edward he kissed me-bella all i heard on the other end of the line was the sound of an engine accelerating" Stephenie Meyer
430d4bd You're exactly like Charlie. Once you make up your mind, there is no reasoning with you. Of course, exactly like Charlie, you stick by your decisions, too. Stephenie Meyer
d91df8b I hurried to the southern corridor, relieved when I was safe in the blackness there. Relieved and horrified. It was really over now. I'm so afraid, I whimpered. Before Mel could respond, a heavy hand dropped on my shoulder from the darkness. "Going somewhere?" I was so tightly wound that I shrieked in terror; I was so terrified that my shriek was only a breathless little squeal. "Sorry!" Jared's arm went round my shoulders, comforting. "I'm.. jared-howe wanda Stephenie Meyer
5638e94 I already know how strong you are. You didn't have to break the furniture." --Bella Swan" Stephenie Meyer
4658cfa I was not allowed to think of him. That was something I tried to be very strict about. Of course I slipped; I was only human. But I was getting better, and so the pain was something I could avoid for days at a time now. The trade-off was the never-ending numbness. Between pain and nothing, I'd chosen nothing. numb pain Stephenie Meyer
a55bb54 It was nice to be alone, not to have to smile and look pleased; a relief to stare dejectedly out the window at the sheeting rain and let just a few tears escape. Stephenie Meyer
845e6fc thank you-for her-for everything." _Edward Cullen" Stephenie Meyer
5eaa9ed That it doesn't strike us at all when we look around us, move about in space, feel our own bodies, etc. etc., shows how natural these things are to us. We do not notice that we see space perspectivally or that our visual field is in some sense blurred towards the edges. It doesn't strike us and never can strike us because it is the way we perceive. We never give it a thought and it's impossible we should, since there is nothing that contras.. Ludwig Wittgenstein
f479379 So few people know what they're capable of. Sue Monk Kidd
90a6d09 the redness had seeped from the day and night was arranging herself around us. Cooling things down, staining and dyeing the evening purple and blue black. Sue Monk Kidd
12fc83c Life is habit. Or rather life is a succession of habits. Samuel Beckett
54e6062 And the scary thing I have noticed is that some people really feel uncomfortable around women who don't hate themselves. So that's why you need to be a little bit brave. Mindy Kaling
c3768b7 Who is the beauty icon that inspires you the most? Is it Sophia Loren? Audrey Hepburn? Halle Berry? Mine is Nosferatu, because that vampire taught me my number-one and number-two favorite beauty tricks of all time: avoid the sun at all costs and always try to appear shrouded in shadows. Mindy Kaling
2401f0d Future hipsters will love me ironically. Mindy Kaling
1e0b573 One good thing about New York is that most people function daily while in a low-grade depression. It's not like if you're in Los Angeles, where everyone's so actively working on cheerfulness and mental and physical health that if they sense you're down, they shun you. Also, all that sunshine is a cruel joke when you're depressed. In New York, even in your misery, you feel like you belong. cheerfulness depression los-angeles mindy-kaling misery new-york Mindy Kaling
d8a2087 The essential and defining characteristic of childhood is not the effortless merging of dream and reality, but only alienation. There are no words for childhood's dark turns and exhalations. A wise child recognizes it and submits to the necessary consequences. A child who counts the cost is a child no longer. Stephen King
5c35c31 No great thing is created suddenly. Stephen King
0b7749a This is a short book because most books about writing are filled with bullshit. Stephen King