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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 2b5a298 | No man is an island,' said John Donne. I feel we are all islands -- in a common sea. | Anne Morrow Lindbergh | ||
| a124fa8 | Out of the welter of life, a few people are selected for us by the accident of temporary confinement in the same circle. We never would have chosen these neighbors; life chose them for us. But thrown together on this island of living, we stretch to understand each other and are invigorated by the stretching. The difficulty with big city environment is that if we select--and we must in order to live and breathe and work in such crowded condi.. | everything-happens-for-a-reason life people | Anne Morrow Lindbergh | |
| c1687af | I made promises to you that I'm not sure I can keep. None of it has anything to do with you. It's just that I don't know what to do now. You must be thinking what a rotten person I am. Well, believe me, I'm thinking the same thing. I don't know how this happened or why. Maybe I can get over it. Do you think you can wait--because I don't want you to stop loving me. I keep remembering us and how it was. I don't want to hurt you ... not ever ... | Judy Blume | ||
| e7e227c | Fair enough" I gave him. "But you've got really nice shoes." He blinked, then cast a dubious glance at his boots. "They were in my closet." I snorted and plucked at the sleeves of his jacket. "Please you've been planning this outfit for a week." | Chloe Neill | ||
| afa427b | I wouldn't let you leave the House if I didn't--there's too much at stake." "At stake. Ha-ha." At his frown, I winced. "Sorry. I kid when I'm nervous." | Chloe Neill | ||
| 8e6a1dd | I will repeat the following until I am hoarse: it is contagion that determines the fate of a theory in social science, not its validity. | theory | Nassim Nicholas Taleb | |
| fb45014 | Oh dear, is that a skunk?" Leonora asked. "No," Alessandro gasped in horror. "No the smelly cat!" "I've told you, Alessandro darling, they aren't cats." "They look like cats. Like the big fluffy cat she's been stepped on and flattened to a big fluffy pancake cat," Alessandro argued." | leonora | Lynsay Sands | |
| 5ef5d37 | There was another pause and then Bastien clucked and snapped, "Dammit, Thomas! Inez is one of my best employees." He pulled the phone away from his ear to peer at it with disbelief, and then slapped it back to his head. "What the hell has that got to do with anything?" "Well, if you had to find your lifemate, couldn't it have been someone else's employee. I'm going to lose her now. She'll want to be with you and come to Canada and--" | thomas | Lynsay Sands | |
| 0233fbc | I am seventeen. The good things about seventeen is that you're not sixteen. Sixteen goes with the word sweet, and I am so far from sweet. | seventeen sixteen sweet sweet-sixteen teens | Francine Pascal | |
| b93dd16 | Just as Socrates felt that it was necessary to create a tension in the mind so that individuals could rise from the bondage of myths and half-truths to the unfettered realm of creative analysis and objective appraisal, so must we see the need for nonviolent gadflies to create the kind of tension in society that will help men rise from the dark depths of prejudice and racism to majestic heights of understanding and brotherhood. | Martin Luther King Jr. | ||
| dd83c9e | For death is life. It is only living that is lifeless. | life | Mervyn Peake | |
| 3ab39d5 | Was I just curious about what the agenda might be at a vampire summit? Did I want the attention of more undead members of society? Did I want to be known as a fangbanger, one of those humans who simply adored the walking dead? Did some corner of me long for a chance to be near Bill without seeking him out, still trying to make some emotional sense of his betrayal? Or was this about Eric? Unbeknownst to myself, was I in love with the flamboy.. | bill-compton eric-northman sookie-stackhouse true-blood | Charlaine Harris | |
| 638a4f3 | CONFESSION NO. 1 Most women find the bloating, cramping, and bitchiness of PMS bothersome at worst. I turn into a monster a week before my period...literally. | Ronda Thompson | ||
| 7f6d25b | There is no Mr. Right because there is no Mr. Wrong. There is whoever is in front of us, and the perfect lessons to be learned from that person. | Marianne Williamson | ||
| c61f258 | Health makes good propaganda. | aging beauty body-image cosmetic-surgery cosmetics culture diet-industry double-standards equality fashion-industry feminism health images magazines marketing mass-culture objectification plastic-surgery propaganda self-esteem sexuality society | Naomi Wolf | |
| f9a5efe | I wish you were a mind-reader. I want you to know everything but I don't want to have to tell you. Because there are some things I don't want to say out loud. | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| 134322b | A man is not entitled to be called a father merely because he once had a well-timed spasm of the loins. | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| e594b8b | Men are like dogs," Stacy was fond of saying. And she usually went on to add that, like dogs, they all took up too much space on the bed, and they always went for the crotch." | humor men smooth-talking-stranger | Lisa Kleypas | |
| a8cea9f | just a little touches her and there. He puts his hands on your arms or back, he stands close to you, getting you used to him... it's a mating ritual. Like March of the Penguins. | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| 80f4627 | She had always maintained a cynical facade, using it as a defence against embarrassment, fear, loneliness... but at the moment she felt unusually vulnerable. | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| d54b101 | Every time you look at me, you'll remember that I'm half his." "No." His hand came to the side of her face, his thumb wiping her tears. "You're all mine." His voice was deep and shaken. "Every hair on your head. Every part of you was made to be loved by me." | helen-ravenel love rhys-winterborne | Lisa Kleypas | |
| 39b908b | Annabelle, what happened to you?" Lillian asked the next morning. "You look dreadful. Why aren't you wearing your riding habit? I thought you were going to try out the jumping course this morning. And why did you disappear so suddenly last night? It's not like you to simply vanish without saying--" "I didn't have a choice in the matter," Annabelle said testily, folding her fingers around the delicate bowl of a porcelain teacup. Looking pale.. | marriage perfume | Lisa Kleypas | |
| f242f1f | I reflected that for all the people you lost touch with or couldn't hold on to, life occasionally made up for it by giving you the right person at the right time. | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| 383beab | I love you dammit,"she brushed her lips teasingly against his. "How much?" He made a slight sound, as if the soft kiss had affected him intensely. "Without limit. Beyond forever." -- | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| 8e34c9b | It is an important distinction to note that she looked not only as if she had taken good care of herself, but that she had good reason to have done so. (...) She looked to be in such total possession of her life that only the most confident men could continue to look at her if she looked back at them. Even in bus stations, she was a woman who was stared at only until she looked back. | John Irving | ||
| 360053a | If I couldn't be Eddis, I would be Attolia. If they needed to see my uncle in me, then I would show him to them. And I would take Attolia's advice because if I identified my enemy and destroyed him, Sounis would be safe. | Megan Whalen Turner | ||
| e42fbfb | On the bed, Eugenides stirred restlessly. "Upset at the sight of blood?" he said. "Not my wife, Ornon." "Your blood," the ambassador pointed out. Eugenides glanced at the hook on his arm and conceded the point. "Yes," he said. He seemed lost in memory. The room was quiet." | irene king-of-attolia | Megan Whalen Turner | |
| dda509a | Please," he whispered. His voice was low but clear. "Don't hurt me anymore." Attolia recoiled. Once, as a child, she'd thrown her slipper in a rage and had knocked an amphora of oil from its pedestal. The amphora had been a favorite of hers. It had smashed, and the scent of the hair oil inside had lingered for days. She remembered the scent still, though she didn't know what in the stinking cell had brought it to mind." | Megan Whalen Turner | ||
| 201a993 | The queen was settling on the edge of the bed, ungainly with hesitation and at the same time exquisite in her grace, like a heron landing in a treetop. | eugenides the-king-of-attolia | Megan Whalen Turner | |
| aa0a0dc | I wondered how it could be that people could love God and hate one another. | stations-of-the-cross | Julie Orringer | |
| 9509985 | A weapon is a tool," she repeated, a little breathlessly. "A tool for killing and destroying. And there will be times when, as an Envoy, you must kill and destroy. Then you will choose and equip yourself with the tools that you need. But remember the weakness of weapons. They are an extension--you are the killer and destroyer. You are whole, with or without them." | Richard K. Morgan | ||
| c6bfd32 | I cannot draw a human figure if I don't know the order of his bones, muscles or tendons. Same is that I cannot draw a human face if I don't know what's going on his mind and heart. In order to paint life one must understand not only anatomy, but what people feel and think about the world they live in. The painter who knows his own craft and nothing else will turn out to be a very superficial artist. | Irving Stone | ||
| 7f224c4 | You see, you just don't know | Jim Carroll | ||
| dd19ebc | In the world of the very small, where particle and wave aspects of reality are equally significant, things do not behave in any way that we can understand from our experience of the everyday world...all pictures are false, and there is no physical analogy we can make to understand what goes on inside atoms. Atoms behave like atoms, nothing else. | discovery life particles quantum-mechanics quantum-physics science understanding-the-world | John Gribbin | |
| 9ff985d | I didn't think I should die but I did not know how I would Live. | Julia Quinn | ||
| 97b555c | You're in a rather odd mood today." I'm soaking wet, Eloise." No need to snap at me about it, I didn't force you to walk across town in the rain." It wasn't raining when I left,". There was something about a sibling that brought out the eight-year-old in a body. I'm sure the sky was gray," Clearly, she had a bit of the eight-year-old in her as well." | humor | Julia Quinn | |
| f7209cc | I love you." For a start, we'd better put these words on a high shelf; in a square box behind glass which we have to break with our elbow; in a bank. We shouldn't leave them lying around the house like a tube of vitamin C. If the words come too easily to hand, we'll use them without thought; we won't be able to resist. Oh, we say we won't, but we will. We'll get drunk, or lonely, or - likeliest of all - plain damn hopeful, and there are the.. | Julian Barnes | ||
| b80b50d | Most men would rather deny a hard truth than face it,' the dwarf had told him smiling. The world was full of cravens who pretended to be heroes; it took a queer sort of courage to admit to cowardice as Samwell Tarly had. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 6e03bf8 | They say night's beauties fade at dawn, and the children of wine are oft disowned in the morning light. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 9f4a5fd | Tyrion felt the heat rise in him. "It was not my dagger," he insisted. "How many times must I swear to that? Lady Stark, whatever you may believe of me, I am not a stupid man. Only a fool would arm a common footpad with his own blade." Just for a moment, he thought he saw a flicker of doubt in her eyes, but what she said was, "Why would Petyr lie to me?" "Why does a bear shit in the woods?" he demanded. "Because it is his nature. Lying come.. | tyrion-lannister | George R.R. Martin | |
| 85cdc9d | You look different now. Like a proper little girl. | arya-stark gendry | George R.R. Martin | |
| 9745f3f | Do the dead frighten you? | prologue | George R.R. Martin | |
| d42da8e | I just need to rest, that's all, to rest and sleep some, and maybe die a little. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| dc974d8 | I heard a Lannister always pays his debts." "Oh, every penny....but never a groat more. You'll get the meal you bargained for, but it won't be sauced with gratitude, and in the end it will not nourish you." | tyrion-lannister | George R.R. Martin |