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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 1866580 | Songwriters write songs, but they really belong to the listener. | music song songwriting | Jimmy Buffett | |
| 2d7178f | No ruler should put troops into the field merely to gratify his own spleen; no general should fight a battle simply out of pique. If it is to your advantage, make a forward move; if not, stay where you are. Anger may in time change to gladness; vexation may be succeeded by content. | Sun Tzu | ||
| 1e3820d | Whoever is first in the field and awaits the coming of the enemy, will be fresh for the fight; whoever is second in the field and has to hasten to battle will arrive exhausted. | field fighting strategy war | Sun Tzu | |
| 3415664 | When the common soldiers are too strong and their officers too weak, the result is INSUBORDINATION. | strategy war | Sun Tzu | |
| bd5e62c | The reality distortion field was a confounding melange of a charismatic rhetorical style, indomitable will, and eagerness to bend any fact to fit the purpose at hand, | Walter Isaacson | ||
| e838703 | In the first 30 years of your life, you make your habits. For the last 30 years of your life, your habits make you. | Walter Isaacson | ||
| 762dade | Schuyler put a gentle hand on Abbadon's feathered extensions, feeling the majestic power underneath their silky weight. She had been frightened once, to see him in this light, but now that she saw his terrifying face, she found it beautiful. | love | Melissa de la Cruz | |
| afbc1ef | Age is terrible thief. Just when you're getting the hang of life, it knocks your legs out from under you and stoops your back | Sara Gruen | ||
| 3e8c83a | in skies of deepening blue | Colm Tóibín | ||
| 65dca24 | For in the long run, either through a lie, or through truth, people were bound to give themselves away ... | Agatha Christie | ||
| fbbd1c9 | A man doesn't want to feel that a woman cares more for him than he cares for her. He doesn't want to feel owned, body and soul. It's that damned possessive attitude. This man is mine---he belongs to me! He wants to get away --- to get free. He wants to own his woman; he doesn't want her to own him.(Simon Boyle) | Agatha Christie | ||
| 4a67b7e | I am not one to rely upon the expert procedure. It is the psychology I seek, not the fingerprint or the cigarette ash. | Agatha Christie | ||
| a70e556 | But a reader's ambition knows no bounds. | reading | Alberto Manguel | |
| 6b7b5dc | Digestion of words as well; I often read aloud to myself in my writing corner in the library, where no one can hear me, for the sake of better savouring the text, so as to make it all the more mine. | library read reading text words | Alberto Manguel | |
| 8335927 | Don't love anything that can be taken away. | love | Ron Rash | |
| 99c16da | Every mile was redolent of associations, which she would not have missed for the world, but each of which made her cry upon 'the days that are no more' with ineffable longing. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| c3e611f | Similarity of opinion is not always--I think not often--needed for fullness and perfection of love. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 34d80b4 | If we want hell, if we want heaven, they are ours. That's how love works. It can't be forced, manipulated, or coerced. It always leaves room for the other to decide. God says yes, we can have what we want, because love wins. | hell religion spirituality | Rob Bell | |
| 6d17acf | Are you mine?" Yes. "Are you mine?" Yes. "Are you mine?" No. "No?" No. I loved being yours. But now I'm mine, which is all I ever was, in the end." | Emma Forrest | ||
| cb6d184 | He bent down, scratched the black dirt into his fingers. He was beginning to warm to it; the words were beginning to flow. No one in front of him was moving. He said, "This is free ground. All the way from here to the Pacific Ocean. No man has to bow. No man born to royalty. Here we judge you by what do, not by what your father was. Here you can be . Here's a place to build a home. It isn't the land--there's always more land. It's the id.. | Michael Shaara | ||
| 8e4212c | Change for your own sake, if you must, not for what you imagine another will ask of you. | Emma Donoghue | ||
| 1b9e543 | Outside has everything. Whenever I think of a thing now like skis or fireworks or islands or elevators or yo-yos, I have to remember they're real, they're actually happening in Outside all together. It makes my head tired. And people too, firefighters teachers burglars babies saints soccer players and all sorts, they're all really in Outside. I'm not there, though, me and Ma, we're the only ones not there. Are we still real? | outside perspective reality | Emma Donoghue | |
| fcccd07 | Seth trotted over to Kendra. Bringing good luck as usual It was a weak pass okay | Brandon Mull | ||
| 13cf93d | He never knew when he was whipped ... So he never was....... | Louis L'Amour | ||
| 6352e6b | Most prisons are of our own making. A man makes his own freedom, too. | Robin Hobb | ||
| 1a27716 | Ah, Beloved. Of all the things I must bid farewell to, you are the most difficult to lose. Forgive me that I have avoided you. Better, perhaps, that we make a space between us and become accustomed to it before fate forces that upon us. | Robin Hobb | ||
| 4fe999c | I believed that by fixing it down in words, I could force sense from all that had happened, that effect would follow cause, and the reason for each event come clear to me. But then I returned one day, to find all my careful scribing gone to fragments of vellum lying in a trampled yard with wet snow blowing over them. I sat my horse, looking down at them, and knew that, as it always would, the past had broken free of my effort to define and.. | Robin Hobb | ||
| e75c5d3 | Every small, unselfish action nudges the world into a better path. An accumulation of small acts can change the world. | kindness selfishness | Robin Hobb | |
| f56526e | This is why I shall not tell you in this story about all the days when nothing happened. You will not catch me saying, 'thus the sad days passed slowly by'--or 'the years rolled on their weary course'--or 'time went on'--because it is silly; of course time goes on--whether you say so or not. So I shall just tell you the nice, interesting parts--and in between you will understand that we had our meals and got up and went to bed, and dull thi.. | E. Nesbit | ||
| a24174f | There's an undeniable pleasure in stepping into an open-top sports car driven by a beautiful woman. It feels like you're climbing into a metaphor. | Hugh Laurie | ||
| be8863a | Poetry: three mismatched shoes at the entrance of a dark alley. | Charles Simic | ||
| 7db1e7d | It was as simple as that - they met. As simple as only beautiful things can be beautiful, as only life-changing things, turning-point things, can be simple. ("For The Rest Of Her Life")" | fate life-changing love meeting relationship simple simplicity | Cornell Woolrich | |
| 3bc671d | You could have just said Ngozi is your tribal name and Ifemelu is your jungle name and throw in one more as your spiritual name. They'll believe all kinds of shit about Africa. | immigrant name | Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie | |
| bcbeced | that sour blend of loneliness and lust for recognition, shyness and extravagance, deep insecurity and self-intoxicated egomania, that drives poets and writers out of their rooms to seek each other out, to rub shoulders with one another, bully, joke, condescend, feel each other, lay a hand on a shoulder or an arm round a waist, to chat and argue with little nudges, to spy a little, sniff out what is cooking in other pots, flatter, disagree, .. | Amos Oz | ||
| 2b28c88 | Go slowly, so that you do not bite your tail by accident. | truth wisdom | Christopher Paolini | |
| ecc570d | The purpose of life is not to do what we want but what needs to be done. This is what fate demands of us. | oromis the-mourning-sage | Christopher Paolini | |
| cfd1b4f | I really believe that if I were not a writer, not a creator, not an experimenter, I might have been a very faithful wife. | Anaïs Nin | ||
| 6ee6f2d | I didn't know what I was. I didn't have a noun. | Rob Sheffield | ||
| 7ea3a06 | It's the , not the results that matter. | Maria V. Snyder | ||
| 42c9bbb | If you don't come back to the Keep, then I'll be right. And every time you see me, I'll be insufferably smug." "And how's that different from now?" He laughed and I could see the young carefree boy he had been in his eyes. "You've only had a small glimpse of how insufferable and annoying I can be. As the older brother, it's my birthright." | yelena | Maria V. Snyder | |
| da64c2b | And even if you didn't fall in love in the eighties, in your mind it will feel like the eighties, all innocent and airbrushed, with bright colors and shoulder pads and Pat Benetar or the Cure on the soundtrack. | Jonathan Tropper | ||
| 7bfc9dc | I loved her for the way she embraced the unknown, how she opened herself up to every experience. When I was with her, she opened me up, too, stirred my passion and heightened my every sensation. Which was great, until she left me and all my heightened senses to deal with the heartache of losing her. | Jonathan Tropper | ||
| e3638ef | This never happens again," I said quietly. "You try to get to me through other mortals again and I'll kill you." Mavra's rotted lips turned up at one corner. "No, you won't," she said in her dusty voice. "You don't have that kind of power." "I can get it," I said. "But you won't," she responded, mockery in her tone. "It wouldn't be right." I stared at her for a full ten seconds before I said, in a very quiet voice, "I've got a fallen angel .. | threat | Jim Butcher | |
| be991a2 | It rained toads the day the White Council came to town. | magic rain toads | Jim Butcher |