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3c6d3b6 Stare at him," said Ghost. "They won't bite you if you keep staring at them." Steve backed away. "They bite?" Not really. They hiss at you, mostly. The only time geese are ever dangerous is when you happen to be standing on the edge of a cliff. I heard about a guy that almost got killed that way." By geese?" Yeah, there was a whole flock of them coming after him. All hissing and cackling and stabbing at his ankles with their big ol' beaks. .. supernatural vampires Poppy Z. Brite
1276685 He wasn't much for erasing anyway. Sometimes your mistakes showed you the really interesting connections between your brain, your hand, and your heart, the ones you might otherwise never know were there. They were important even if you had no idea what they meant. Like now, for instance. Coming back here might be the biggest mistake he'd ever made. But it might also be the most important thing he'd ever done. Poppy Z. Brite
411fd5a Out here the wild things are healthy, the old trees whose roots find sustenance far below the ill-used layer of topsoil, the occasional rosebush gone to green thicket and thorns, the unstoppable kudzu. It is as if they have decided to take back the land for their own. Poppy Z. Brite
0883dab A chiropractor is a doctor who performs adjustments on the spine," Rickey told the class before bending Gary backward and "adjusting" him, ripping off the false arm and spraying red hair dye all over the classroom. Gary howled in "pain" and collapsed dramatically on the threadbare school carpet, his legs flailing a bit before hitting the floor with a terrible, final-sounding . That was the first time they were sent to the principal's offi.. Poppy Z. Brite
f5b8165 I press my hands against my chest, wishing I could somehow be even closer to him. I hate skin; I hate bones and bodies. I want to curl up inside of him and be carried there forever. Poppy Z. Brite
4eefde2 When you make friends with fear, it can't rule you. Anne Lamott
fafa7ab Yeah, there's some unlikely beasts in the world, and it's best to stay near the ones that you've bought drinks for. Tim Powers
3fa479a I'll picture Rat Kiley face, his grief, and I'll think, You dumb cooze. Because she wasn't listening. It wasn't a war story. It was a love story. Tim O'Brien
8da54e4 Well, let me tell you something, Caveman. You are here on account of one person. If it wasn't for that person, you wouldn't be here digging holes in the hot sun. You know who that person is?" "My no-good-dirty-rotten-pig-stealing-great-great-grandfather." Louis Sachar
5e89cd4 In a way, it made him sad. He couldn't help but think that a hundred times zero was still nothing. Louis Sachar
48fc46e He loved possessions, not masses of them, but a select few that he did not part with. They gave a man self-respect. Not ostentation but quality, and the love that cherished the quality. Possessions reminded him that he existed, and made him enjoy his existence. It was as simple as that. And wasn't that worth something? He existed. Not many people in the world knew how to, even if they had the money. It really didn't take money, masses of mo.. Patricia Highsmith
b7faf57 Reading a poem in translation is like kissing a woman through a veil. Anne Michaels
bfb414f When the times are a crucible, when the air is full of crisis, those who are the most themselves are the victims. crisis victims Gregory Maguire
956d9f3 If you don't fight for him, you lose! Fight for him! ~Nana Osaki love Ai Yazawa
7d1b63e There is no limit to desire but desire's needs. John Champlin Gardner Jr.
dc53499 Dreams dress us carefully in the colors of power and faith. dreams faith inspiration inspirational metaphysics mystical-poetry mystical-powers positive-motivation power spirituality Aberjhani
3338317 It's possible to name everything and to destroy the world. control destruction labels life names nomenclature Kathy Acker
f96d317 Writing is one method of dealing with being human or wanting to suicide cause in order to write you kill yourself at the same time while remaining alive. language suicide words writing Kathy Acker
54d898c Eurydice sits alone on a red bed. She has flaming red hair, so flaming that you can't see anything else of her, much less anything else around her. She takes up too much space. Also she's mad. Which has nothing to do with anything. She lives in her own world because she makes the whole world hers. eurydice mad red Kathy Acker
71568e4 Everyone's scared. So scared they can't sleep sometimes. Or eat. Or keep their weight on." "Then why bother playing?" I asked. It was a whisper, this question. "Because. You love the game. You love the people you play with. You love winning, maybe. You love that one moment when you get it right . . . I dunno. Why do you play?" "Because," I whispered, "it's who I am." Sounds like a good reason to me." Catherine Gilbert Murdock
62e0702 Every woman has to have something which singles her out, which catches the eyes, which makes her the center of attention. I am going to be french. Philippa Gregory
647fac2 Grandma frowned and yelled something in Russian. She could have been saying, 'Open up, your best friend is here.' On the other hand, it could have been, 'America is a great country because of canned ravioli. humor Laurie Halse Anderson
29e95a1 I look at my homely sketch. It doesn't need anything. Even through the river in my eyes I can see that. It isn't perfect and that makes it just right. Laurie Halse Anderson
fe91fb8 Can the plural possessive express the feelings in your heart? If you don't learn art now, you will never learn to breathe! Laurie Halse Anderson
15516cc The water is DEEP AND DARK AND DANGEROUS Mary Downing Hahn
f214dc3 There comes a time in each life like a point of fulcrum. At that time you must accept yourself. It is not any more what you will become. It is what you are and always will be. You are too young to know this. You are still becoming. Not being. being self-acceptance John Fowles
8b2655a I must fight with my weapons. Not his. Not selfishness and brutality and shame and resentment. collector fight fowles john resentment selfishness shame weapons John Fowles
1e41cbf Even today, I hunt for the fabulous books that will change me utterly. I find myself happiest in the middle of a book which I forget that I am reading, but am instead immersed in a made-up life lived at the highest pitch. Pat Conroy
fe35a9c These books have not made George nobler or better or more truly wise. It is just that he likes listening to their voices, the one or the other, acording to his mood. He misuses them quite ruthlessly - despite the respectful way he has to talk about them in public - to put him to bed, to take his mind off the hands of the clock, to relax the nagging of his pyloric spasm, to gossip him out of his melancholy, to trigger the conditioned reflexe.. Christopher Isherwood
5ac646d Our inventions are wont to be pretty toys, which distract our attention from serious things. They are but improved means to an unimproved end, an end which it was already but too easy to arrive at; as railroads lead to Boston or New York. We are in great haste to construct a magnetic telegraph from Maine to Texas; but Maine and Texas, it may be, have nothing important to communicate. relationships technology Henry David Thoreau
889b7ea I silently smiled at my incessant good fortune. smile Henry David Thoreau
d81636a I looked at the stained-glass image of the lamb in the window above me, but that only reminded me that lambs are famous for being led to slaughter, or sometimes hanging out with lions in ill-advised relationships. funny humor humour lambs slaughter twilight Maureen Johnson
780f6ff Of course I worry too much," Nate said. "But I'm usually right. The people who worry are always right. That's how that works." Maureen Johnson
f958560 Say me aye," he whispered against her mouth. "Say me aye." How could she say anything else?" Lynn Kurland
d4b97ff Eneke the bird says that since men have learned to shoot without missing, he has learned to fly without perching. Chinua Achebe
2d07771 Some people flinch when you talk about art in the context of the needs of society thinking you are introducing something far too common for a discussion of art. Why should art have a purpose and a use? Art shouldn't be concerned with purpose and reason and need, they say. These are improper. But from the very beginning, it seems to me, stories have indeed been meant to be enjoyed, to appeal to that part of us which enjoys good form and good.. pushing-the-limits Chinua Achebe
73e3745 I have met only a very few people - and most of these were not Americans - who had any real desire to be free. Freedom is hard to bear. It can be objected that I am speaking of political freedom in spiritual terms, but the political institutions of any nation are always menaced and are ultimately controlled by the spiritual state of that nation. We are controlled here by our confusion, far more than we know, and the American dream has there.. James Baldwin
5cbdbe5 It began to seem that one would have to hold in the mind forever two ideas which seemed to be in opposition. The first idea was acceptance, the acceptance, totally without rancor, of life as it is, and men as they are: in the light of this idea, it goes without saying that injustice is a commonplace. But this did not mean that one could be complacent, for the second idea was of equal power: that one must never, in one's own life, accept the.. James Baldwin
f16c454 love brought you here. If you trusted love this far, don't panic now. love James Baldwin
a0071aa Rilla was fond of italics, as most girls of fifteen are. L.M. Montgomery
888ad7a War was a hellish, horrible hideous thing - too horrible and hideous to happen in the twentieth century between civilised nations. L.M. Montgomery
8882dde I feel as if something has been torn suddenly out of my life and left a terrible hole. I feel as if I couldn't be I -- as if I must have changed into somebody else and couldn't get used to it. It gives me a horrible lonely, dazed, helpless feeling. It's good to see you again -- it seems as if you were a sort of anchor for my drifting soul. L.M. Montgomery
be4f24c But you have such dimples," said Anne, smiling affectionately into the pretty, vivacious face so near her own. "Lovely dimples, like little dents in cream. I have given up all hope of dimples. My dimple-dream will never come true; but so many of my dreams have that I mustn't complain. Am I all ready now?" anne-shirley dimples fiction l-m-montgomery L.M. Montgomery
2f6803d There are a great many people who do not understand things so there is no use in telling them. L.M. Montgomery