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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 595d836 | Surely it's better to love others, however messy and imperfect the involvement, than to allow one's capacity for love to harden. | love | Karen Armstrong | |
| 8d7966f | Luckily, even as a young man not yet become himself, John Bridgens had two things besides indecision that kept him from self-destruction - books and a sense of irony. | irony salvation self-destruction | Dan Simmons | |
| 65da410 | My Saturday Night. My Saturday night is like a microwave burrito. Very tough to ruin something that starts out so bad to begin with. | Michael Chabon | ||
| b68b13c | Certainly. But take this into consideration: of every ten problems we have, nine are created by our own selves - through guilt, self-punishment, self-pity. However, from time to time a great obstacle appears in our path, which was put there by God, and which is there for a reason. The reason is: to give us the opportunity to change everything, to move forwards. | Paulo Coelho | ||
| 9abb238 | However difficult it may be to accept what happens to us, one must understand that moments such as this give us the possibility for radical change in our behavior. | Paulo Coelho | ||
| 7c97be6 | You can't measure time the way you measure the distance between two points. | Paulo Coelho | ||
| 9a72680 | The rain is falling ever harder and all I can hear is the sound of the water. I'm drenched but I can't move. | sound | Paulo Coelho | |
| 3045f43 | What people regard as vanity--leaving great works, having children, acting in such a way as to prevent one's name from being forgotten--I regard as the highest expression of human dignity. | vanity | Paulo Coelho | |
| 2eb39c7 | I must have no fear of failure. It was my fear of failure that first kept me from attempting the Master Work. | inspirational quote success the-alchemist | Paulo Coelho | |
| 229f5cc | I was trying to come round to the idea that there might be an invisible reality capable of interfering in our lives, but the only reason I did so was because of a love I didn't want to believe I felt but which was continuing to grow in a subtle, devastating way. I was content in my universe and didn't want to change it at all, even though I was being propelled in that direction. | Paulo Coelho | ||
| 10391f7 | That's the whole trouble. You can't ever find a place that's nice and peaceful, because there isn't any. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 86fc13a | The cards are stacked (quite properly, I imagine) against all professional aesthetes, and no doubt we all deserve the dark, wordy, academic deaths we all sooner or later die. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 6c6e718 | You never even worried with Jane, whether your hand was sweaty or not. All you knew was, you were happy. You really were. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 6b6529e | Women kill me. They really do. I don't mean I'm oversexed or anything like that--although I am quite sexy. I just like them, I mean. They're always leaving their goddam bags out in the middle of the aisle. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| b12aea0 | I'd swear to God, if I were a piano player or an actor or something and all those dopes thought I was terrific, I'd hate it. I wouldn't even want them to clap for me. People always clap for the wrong things. If I were a piano player, I'd play it in the goddam closet. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 49e6c24 | when I look over at Luis in one brief flashing moment his head looks like a talking vagina and it scares the bejesus out of me... | Bret Easton Ellis | ||
| 5943a02 | Hip," I murmur, remembering last night, how I lost it completely in a stall at Nell's---my mouth foaming, all I could think about were insects, lots of insects, and running at pigeons, foaming at the mouth and running at pigeons." | mouth | Bret Easton Ellis | |
| 97142e4 | Each new thing he encountered in life impelled him in a direction that fully convinced him of its rightness, but then the next new thing loomed up and impelled him in the opposite direction, which also felt right. There was no controlling narrative: he seemed to himself a purely reactive pinball in a game whose only object was to stay alive for staying alive's sake. | Jonathan Franzen | ||
| 8dc7c15 | A girl had bidden me eat and drink and sleep, and had shown me friendship and had laughed at me and had called me a silly little boy. And this wonderful friend had talked to me of the saints and shown me that even when I had outdone myself in absurdity I was not alone. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| cdc6d74 | Du bist fur diese einfache, bequeme, mit so wenigem zufriedene Welt von heute viel zu anspruchsvoll und hungrig, sie speit dich aus, du hast fur sie eine Dimension zu viel. Wer heute leben und seines Lebens froh werden will, der darf kein Mensch sein wie du und ich. Wer statt Gedudel Musik, statt Vergnugen Freude, statt Geld Seele, statt Betrieb echte Arbeit, statt Spielerei echte Leidenschaft verlangt, fur den ist diese hubsche Welt hier k.. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 58571dd | You show the world as a complete, unbroken chain, an eternal chain, linked together by cause and effect. | hesse siddhartha world | Hermann Hesse | |
| fe23145 | A forest ecology is a delicate one. If the forest perishes, its fauna may go with it. The Athshean word for world is also the word for forest. | ecology forest word world | Ursula K. Le Guin | |
| f16d5ef | One voice speaking truth is a greater force than fleets and armies... | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| 0d5f50e | If one believes that words are acts, as I do, then one must hold writers responsible for what their words do. | power | Ursula K. Le Guin | |
| a49c707 | She didn't fear the night, though she found little comfort in its dark hours. | night sarah-j-maas throne-of-glass | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 28545d8 | We'll never be a normal boy and girl, will we?" she managed to say. "No," he breathed, eyes blazing. "We won't." And then the music exploded around them, and Chaol took her with it, spinning her so that her cloak fanned out around her. Each step was flawless, lethal, like that first time they'd sparred together so many months ago. She knew his every move and he knew hers, as though they'd been dancing this waltz together all their lives. Fa.. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| e3c0582 | And I said, "You love me?" Rhys nodded. And I wondered if love was too weak a word for what he felt, what he'd done for me. For what I felt for him. I set the bowl down before him. "Then eat." -- | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| d44ae67 | With nothing else to distract her, Celeana eventually returned to thinking about Sam. Even weeks later, she had no idea how she'd somehow gotten attached to him, what he'd been shouting when Arobynn beat her, and why Arobynn had thought he'd need three seasoned assassins to restrain him that day. | sam | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 5af03f1 | Aelin is alive. | heir-of-fire uplifting | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 98ec871 | Aedion's heart stopped dead. "It's a sea dragon," he managed to say. Well, at least he now knew what secret form Lysandra had been working on." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 2976e0a | I wept as I understood. she was saying. " I couldn't do it. But she held my gaze-held my gaze and nodded. As I lifted the ash dagger, something inside me fractured so completely that there would be no hope of ever repairing it. No matter how many years passed, no matter how many times I might try to paint her face." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 5fe394f | Marion was my mother's name. She died defending Aelin Galathynius from her assassin. My mother bought Aelin time to run - to get away so she could one day return to save us all... I have no lands, no money, no army to offer Aelin Galathynius. But I will find her - and help her in whatever way I can. If only to keep one girl, just one, from ever enduring what I did. - Elide | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| ec9d31c | What's it doing?" the green-faced faerie whined again. A deep, elegant voice replied this time. "She's building a trap." Rhysand. "But the Middengard--" "Relies on its scent to see," Rhysand answered, and I gave a special glower for him as I glanced at the rim of the trench and found him smiling at me. "And Feyre just became invisible." His violet eyes twinkled. I made an obscene gesture before I broke into a run, heading straight for the w.. | rhysand | Sarah J. Maas | |
| dfde1cf | And in the end, though, we'd saved each other. All of us had. | inner-circle rhys | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 855b21f | But there are some times when words are necessary - when explanations are needed that mere gestures cannot convey. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| cd90bec | What are you doing?" Celaena lifted another piece of paper. "If His Pirateness can't be bothered to clean for us, then I don't see why I can't have a look." "He'll be here any second," Sam hissed. She picked up a flattened map, examining the dots and markings along the coastline of their continent. Something small and round gleamed beneath the map, and she slipped it into her pocket before Sam could notice. "Oh, hush," she said, opening the.. | humorous-quotes sam-cortland sass | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 1b00f7a | Nox and Celaena remained by the table. His eyes were wide. "You were a slave in Endovier?" She couldn't form the words to confirm it. Nox was too smart for his own good. "But you're barely a woman--what did you do to . . ." His gaze fell on Chaol, and the guards who stood near him. "Would I have heard your name before? Would I have heard that you were shipped to Endovier?" "Yes. Everyone heard when I went," she breathed, and watched as he s.. | Maas Sarah J | ||
| 00e8dd7 | When you shift, will your hawk form be plucked, then? | humor rowan sarah-j-maas | Sarah J. Maas | |
| d0f9cc9 | I would not be weak again. I would not be dependent on anyone else. I would never have to endure the touch of the Attor as it dragged me because I was too helpless to know where and how to hit. Never again. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 0308032 | Elain had always been gentle and sweet--and I had considered it a different sort of strength. A better strength. To look at the hardness of the world and choose, over and over, to love, to be kind. She had been always so full of light. Perhaps | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 7d1b22d | That wildness, that untamed fierceness...They weren't born of a free heart, but of one that had known despair so complete that living brightly, living violently, was the only way to outrun it. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| d2fc2a2 | He was a boy in love with a wildfire. Or at least he thought he was | dorian-havilliard love wildfire | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 1667006 | But Rowan flicked her chin, and she knew he understood what it meant, to have summoned even a droplet to her hand. To feel her mother smiling at her from realms away. She grinned at Rowan through her tears, and sent the droplet splashing onto his face. Rowan tossed her into the pool. A moment later, laughing, he jumped in himself. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 4230ff5 | Something thumped in front of me. A bottle of wine. "It's fine if you drink directly from it," was all Mor said." | Sarah J. Maas |