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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 4f7f317 | I'm investigating people who sacrifice trained killers to dark gods. Perfect, it will keep him occupied. In what capacity? Bait. | kate | Ilona Andrews | |
| bdeb3bb | Damn boudas. I tell him he's under siege and he goes to take a nap. | kate | Ilona Andrews | |
| e35d6b8 | Unfortunately, the Best Lord had condemned both vehicles as unsafe and instead I now leased a Pack Jeep I called Hector. Equipped with dual engines, Hector worked during magic or tech. He didn't go very fast, especially during magic, but so far he hadn't stalled on me either. As long as our high-speed chases stayed under forty-five miles an hour, we would be all set. | hector ilona-andrews kate magic-slays | Ilona Andrews | |
| 9db069a | Two hours. More than enough time to kidnap a man. Or to slice his throat, bury him in the forest, and steal his magic project. How the hell did de Harven fit into it? Did he surprise the thieves? Of course, Adam Kamen could've killed his uber-bodyguard and bolted with the goods. Because he was secretly a ninja, adept at mortal combat and vanishing into thin air. Yes, that was it. Case solved. | kate magic-slays | Ilona Andrews | |
| 9c0c087 | You can't blame me," Ascanio said. "Anybody in my place would be concerned. You don't even have a proper horse. You're riding a mutant equine of unknown origin." "Don't disrespect my donkey" | cuddles kate | Ilona Andrews | |
| a6ce11b | The kind of eyes that jumped from a woman's dreams right into her morning and made trouble in the marriage bed. | Ilona Andrews | ||
| 9a1f84b | The stallion stared in my direction and bared his teeth. Now horses were giving me crap. | Ilona Andrews | ||
| 34bb764 | Have your vote. But know this: if you come to remove me, come in force, because if you try to separate me from him, I will kill every single one of you. My hand won't shake. My aim won't falter. My face will be the last thing you'll see before you die. | Ilona Andrews | ||
| 5a5a6aa | Peope, especially unhappy people, want a cause. They want something to belong to, to be a part of something great and bigger, and to be led. It's easy to be a cog in a machine: you don't have to think, you have no responsibility. You're just following orders, doing as you're told. | Ilona Andrews | ||
| 02f3ec4 | You make me want to stab you." "I have that effect on many people." "How is it you're still alive?" "I'm hard to kill." | Ilona Andrews | ||
| f90b5ba | The truth is, we value your company, for want of any other. We have been left so much to our own devices--after a while one welcomes the uncertainty of being left to other people's. | truth | Tom Stoppard | |
| 652ae1f | Make it your ambition to lead a quiet life, to mind your own business and to work with your hands, so that your daily life may win the respect of outsiders and so that you will not be dependent on anybody. | Anonymous | ||
| b969114 | Romance has killed more people than Cancer. Ok...maybe not killed but dulled more lives. Removed more hope, sold more medication, caused more tears | Anonymous | ||
| 1c04fb4 | Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight. | Anonymous | ||
| 69f3183 | Finally brothers and sisters; whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable--if anything is excellent or praiseworthy--think about such things. | philippians-4-8 | Anonymous | |
| 09c6d18 | At the heart of all anger, all grudges, and all resentment, you'll always find a fear that hopes to stay anonymous. | fear fears grudges hiding resentment | Donald L. Hicks | |
| b654c7d | If there is no wound in your hand You can carry poison in your hand. Poison does not attack one who is unwounded. There is no evil for one who does not do evil. | evil poison v-124 | Anonymous | |
| 3944369 | This might hurt a little is universal code for this will definitely hurt a lot | holly-short the-last-guardian | Eoin Colfer | |
| b284f67 | Of course I saved you," she said. "I couldn't do without you." And because she was happy and flushed with magic, Holly leaned down and kissed Artemis, magic sparking around the contact like tiny fireworks." | holly kiss | Eoin Colfer | |
| 412deb2 | Remember the pain?' thought Artemis. I hate myself. I really do. | Eoin Colfer | ||
| 944d001 | And if you wish to receive of the ancient city an impression with which the modern one can no longer furnish you, climb--on the morning of some grand festival, beneath the rising sun of Easter or of Pentecost--climb upon some elevated point, whence you command the entire capital; and be present at the wakening of the chimes. Behold, at a signal given from heaven, for it is the sun which gives it, all those churches quiver simultaneously. Fi.. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 9867d34 | Large, heavy, ragged black clouds hung like crape hammocks beneath the starry cope of the night. You would have said that they were the cobwebs of the firmament. | chapter-iv | Victor Hugo | |
| 76bb29e | There are people who observe the rules of honor as one observes the stars, from a great distance. | Victor Hugo | ||
| c1acede | This light of history is pitiless; it has a strange and divine quality that, luminous as it is, and precisely because it is luminous, often casts a shadow just where we saw a radiance; out of the same man it makes two different phantoms, and the one attacks and punishes the other, the darkness of the despot struggles with the splendor of the captain. Hence a truer measure in the final judgment of the nations. Babylon violated diminishes Ale.. | history kings legacy | Victor Hugo | |
| cb3005e | Revolutions are not born of chance but of necessity. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 8e3d201 | excuse me' he added, taking the opera glasses out of her hands and looking over her bare shoulder at the row of boxes opposite, 'i'm afraid i'm becoming ridiculous | Leo Tolstoy | ||
| f70ee3b | But our idea is that the wolves should be fed and the sheep kept safe. | Leo Tolstoy | ||
| 05d3c64 | Love hinders death. Love is life. All, everything that I understand, I understand because I love. Everything is united by it alone. Love is God, and to die means that I, a particle of love, shall return to the general and eternal source." These thoughts seemed to him comforting. But they were only thoughts. Something was lacking in them, they were not clear, they were too one-sidedly personal and brain-spun. And there was the former agitati.. | Leo Tolstoy | ||
| 83d0efe | Everything was made bright by her. She was the smile that shed light all around her. | romance tolstoy | Leo Tolstoy | |
| a186d02 | Love me, then, or hate me, as you will," I said at last, "you have my full and free forgiveness: ask now for God's, and be at peace." | forgiveness love-and-hate | Charlotte Brontë | |
| 4e0f66d | The love, born of beauty was not mine; I had nothing in common with it: I could not dare to meddle with it, but another love, venturing diffidently into life after long acquaintance, furnace-tried by pain, stamped by constancy, consolidated by affection's pure and durable alloy, submitted by intellect to intellect's own tests, and finally wrought up, by his own process, to his own unflawed completeness, this Love that laughed at Passion, hi.. | Charlotte Brontë | ||
| 8c796bb | Anyone as selfish and determined as you are is never helpless. | Margaret Mitchell | ||
| 7d54cc3 | It had been so long since she had seen him and she had lived on memories until they were worn thin. | Margaret Mitchell | ||
| 52f5606 | All beasts are happy, For, when they die, Their souls are soon dissolv'd in elements; But mine must live still to be plagu'd in hell. Curs'd be the parents that engender'd me! No, Faustus, curse thyself, curse Lucifer That hath depriv'd thee of the joys of heaven. | Christopher Marlowe | ||
| 8496244 | As a means of motivating people to be cruel or inhumane-as a means of inciting evil, to borrow the vocabulary of the devout-there may be no more potent force than religion. | Jon Krakauer | ||
| ceb8343 | At that stage of my youth, death remained as abstract a concept as non-Euclidean geometry or marriage. I didn't yet appreciate its terrible finality or the havoc it could wreak on those who'd entrusted the deceased with their hearts. I was stirred by the dark mystery of mortality. I couldn't resist stealing up to the edge of doom and peering over the brink. The hint of what was concealed in those shadows terrified me, but I caught sight of .. | Jon Krakauer | ||
| 2c0c1bf | Chris would use the spiritual aspect to try to motivate us. "He'd tell us to think about all the evil in the world, all the hatred, and imagine ourselves running against the forces of darkness, the evil wall that was trying to keep us from running our best. He believed that doing well was all mental, a simple matter of harnessing whatever energy was available." | Jon Krakauer | ||
| 1a34a14 | One should not believe too strongly in a life which can easily vanish. | life love relationship | James Salter | |
| d51e2cd | He liked to read with the silence and the golden color of the whiskey as his companions. He liked food, people, talk, but reading was an inexhaustible pleasure. What the joys of music were to others, words on a page were to him. | reading solitude spiritual-needs | James Salter | |
| 30ff60d | The difference between you and her (whom I to you did once prefer) Is clear enough to settle: She like a diamond shone, but you Shine like an early drop of dew Poised on a red rose petal. The dew-drop carries in its eye Mountain and forest, sea and sky, With every change of weather; Contrariwise, a diamond splits | Robert Graves | ||
| 9014d5c | We can fight, and we can disagree, but I'm never going to let you walk away from me thinking I don't love you. | Beth Revis | ||
| 720d848 | I saw you running," she says, her attention on the rabbit. "What were you running from?" "Just running," I say. She watching me silently and intently, like a cat. "Why?" she asks. I shrug. "Why not?" "It's not Productive." She says it like productivity is holy, the only thing worth having. "So?" ~Amy" | Beth Revis | ||
| 59af6bb | There things we know for certain." "Oh? Name one." "The sun's going to come up tomorrow morning." "Why?" "It always has." "Does that really mean that it always will?" A faint look of consternation crossed her face. "It , won't it?" "Probably, but we can't be certain. Once you've decided that something's absolutely true, you've closed your mind on it, and a closed mind doesn't go anywhere. Question everything, Pol. That's what education.. | David Eddings | ||
| 2eb68b6 | She makes tea by hand. Nettles, slippery elm, turmeric, cinnamon - my mother is a recipe for warm throats and belly laughs. Once she fell off a ladder when I was three. She says all she was worried about was my face as I watched her fall. | Sarah Kay |