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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 27022cb | If I listened to your advice, I'd be making your mistakes instead of my own. | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| 32b41fd | Haven't you ever wished that you could steal back just a few hours of your past?" she asked softly. "That's all I want... just a little taste of what might have been." | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| c4f01f8 | Good God, she really did walk in circles. A pang of tenderness centered in Gabriel's chest like an ache. He wanted all her circles to lead back to him. | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| 37991e7 | She smiled at him, though her hazel-green eyes were wary beneath the brim of a sodden hat. Right at that moment, staring at her across the hall, Gideon Shaw, cynic, hedonist, drunkard, libertine, fell hopelessly in love. | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| e81fbe1 | Fencing isn't really fighting. It's more like chess with the risk of puncture wounds | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| 597c213 | Rest against my heart. Let me watch over your dreams. And know that tomorrow morning, and every morning after that, you'll awaken next to someone who loves you. | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| 93236d8 | It was a train wreck happening right in front of me and I couldn't do anything about it, except that not only was I watching, I was also the train. | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| 9d8f804 | She met the magus's stunned look with a smile. "The Thieves of Eddis have always been uncomfortable allies to the throne, Magus. There is the niggling fear that if you fall out with a Thief, he might see it as his right and responsibility to remove you. There are some checks, of course. There is only ever one Thief. They are prohibited from owning any property. Their training inevitably generates the isolation that makes them independent, b.. | Megan Whalen Turner | ||
| 5b8dfd4 | Ten thousand!" I shouted at the walls, back in the room with the wooden shutters, now open, so that anyone could hear me, on the porch or probably across the compound. "That bastard landed at Tas-Elisa. In my port! Mine!" When I was a child and playmates snatched my toys out of my hands, I tended to smile weakly and give in. Years later I was acting the way I should have as a child. Probably not the most mature behavior for a king, but .. | Megan Whalen Turner | ||
| 0458598 | Your Majesty, is it true that your cousins held you down in a water cache.Is it also true that they wouldn't let you out until you agreed to repeat insults about your own family?" "I could send you to ask them." "It would be a long trip, your Majesty. I would much rather hear the answer from you." "oh the trip would be much faster than you think. Most of my male cousins are died." "Forgive me, Your Majesty, if I offended ." -- | Megan Whalen Turner | ||
| 2193b6a | We pay for sins we do not remember, and seek to do a will we can scarce fathom. That is what it is, to be a god's chosen. | Jacqueline Carey | ||
| acc6894 | With the arrogance of youth, I determined to do no less than to transform the world with Beauty. If I have succeeded in some small way, if only in one small corner of the world, amongst the men and women I love, then I shall count myself blessed, and blessed, and blessed, and the work goes on. | William Morris | ||
| fc66ae5 | I wish I could make you see how much fuller the life I offer you is than anything you have a conception of. I wish I could make you see how exciting the life of the spirit is and how rich in experience. It's illimitable. It's such a happy life. There's only one thing like it, when you're up in a plane by yourself, high, high, and only infinity surrounds you. You're intoxicated by the boundless space. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| a2b2f77 | For all that we have done, as a civilization, as individuals, the universe is not stable, and nor is any single thing within it. Stars consume themselves, the universe itself rushes apart, and we ourselves are composed of matter in constant flux. Colonies of cells in temporary alliance, replicating and decaying and housed within, an incandescent cloud of electrical impulse and precariously stacked carbon code memory. This is reality, this i.. | Richard K. Morgan | ||
| db0fdec | Violence is so terribly fast . . . the most perverse thing about the movies is the way they portray it in slow motion, allowing it to be something sensuous . . . the viewer's lips slightly wet as the scene plays out. Violence is nothing like that. It is lightning fast, chaotic, and totally intangible. | Jim Carroll | ||
| c940859 | Sometimes I feel that I am destined always to be offstage whenever the main action occurs. That God has made me the victim of some cosmic practical joke, by assigning me little more than a walk-on part in my own life. Or sometimes I feel that my role is simply to be a spectator to other people's stories, and always to wander away at the most important moment, drifiting into the kitchen to make a cup of tea just as the denouement unfolds. | Jonathan Coe | ||
| 66ce62a | Blake took a small roll from the tray on the table, then put it back in favor of a larger one. And maybe a little butter. It certainly couldn't hurt. And jam...no, he drew the line at jam. She was a spy, after all. | romance julia-quinn | Julia Quinn | |
| f88e425 | But when Anthony kissed her, she felt as if she were losing her mind. And when he kissed her twice, she wasn't even sure if she wanted it back! | Julia Quinn | ||
| 469d5df | Gregory," she said, "you cannot leave me here. What if someone finds you and removes you from the house? Who will know I am here? And what if...and what if...and then what if..." He smiled, enjoying her officiousness too much to actually listen to her words. She was definitely herself again. "When this is all over," he said, "I shall bring you a sandwich." That stopped her short. "A sandwich? A sandwich?" | humor sandwich | Julia Quinn | |
| 75e165b | And I hope you will not think me foolish when I also extend my thanks. Thank you, Michael, for letting my son love her first. --from Janet Stirling, dowager Countess of Kilmartin, to Michael Stirling, Earl of Kilmartin | Julia Quinn | ||
| 6c8d338 | And then, well . . . He might have slept for a bit. He rather hoped he was sleeping, because he was quite certain he'd seen a six-foot rabbit hopping through his bedchamber, and if that wasn't a dream, they were all in very big trouble. Although really, it wasn't the rabbit that was so dangerous as much as the giant carrot he was swinging about like a mace. That carrot would feed an entire village. | humor | Julia Quinn | |
| 49508be | Truly, whoever we are, wherever we reside, we exist upon the whim of murderers. | Alan Moore | ||
| de00184 | The multiplying villainies of nature do swarm upon him... [from Macbeth] | Alan Moore | ||
| e78dd42 | Some of the freckles I once loved are now closer to liver spots. But it's still the eyes we look at, isn't it? That's where we found the other person, and find them still. | marriage love familiarity contentment long-term-relationships habit | Julian Barnes | |
| a478aad | The best life for a writer is the life which helps him write the best books he can. | writing writers | Julian Barnes | |
| e0940c1 | WHORES. Necessary in the nineteenth century for the contraction of syphilis, without which no one could claim genius. | syphilis whores | Julian Barnes | |
| 33dfcc2 | You get towards the end of life--no, not life itself, but of something else: the end of any likelihood of change in that life. You are allowed a long moment of pause, time enough to ask the question: what else have I done wrong? | life-lessons life | Julian Barnes | |
| 5afab63 | I'm sorry that I never trusted you. I don't know how to do that anymore. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| bf702f3 | Everyone talks about snows forty foot deep, and how the ice wind comes howling out of the north, but the real enemy is the cold. It steals up on you quieter than Will, and at first you shiver and your teeth chatter and you stamp your feet and dream of mulled wine and nice hot fires. It burns, it does. Nothing burns like the cold. But only for a while. Then it gets inside you and starts to fill you up, and after a while you don't have the st.. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| b50cc9b | Melisandre: I pray for a glimpse of Azor Ahai, and R'hllor shows me only snow. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 86efeed | A mad man sees what he sees. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 660b8f3 | Trust is earned. Like gold. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 5b4363a | I am sorry for your girl, Ned. Truly. About the wolf, I mean. My son was lying, I'd stake my soul on it. My son ... you love your children, don't you?" "With all my heart," Ned said. "Let me tell you a secret, Ned. More than once, I have dreamed of giving up the crown. Take ship for the Free Cities with my horse and my hammer, spend my time warring and whoring, that's what I was made for. The sellsword king, how the singers would love me. Y.. | robert-baratheon ned-stark | George R.R. Martin | |
| 5c53271 | He is no true knight, but he saved me all the same," she told the mother. "Save him if you can, and gentle the rage inside him -Sansa" | sansan sansa-stark grrm asoiaf | George R.R. Martin | |
| 107b1b0 | Stand Fast Through the Storms of Life. | Joseph Smith | ||
| c591c28 | Adam gave me a scandalized look. "Fraternizing with the enemy!" he cried. "For shame, wench!" | mediator meg-cabot | Meg Cabot | |
| 5be6ac5 | What is the sound of one hand clapping? What is the weight of a single grain of sand? The answer is equal to my interest in the message you are about to leave so make it short. -- Mitch Hertzog's voice mail message. | Meg Cabot | ||
| 2906c5a | Mia, I'm not sorry. And I'll wait. Love, Michael. | Meg Cabot | ||
| 431c5df | I think we make our own luck. Our parents give us life, but what we do with that life is our own responsibility. | Meg Cabot | ||
| c2072fb | I didn't mean to come here... And I didn't mean to stay... | Cressida Cowell - How to twist a dragons tale | ||
| 32b7e65 | I used to think I preferred getting old to the alternative, but now I'm not sure. Sometimes the momotony of bingo and sing-alongs and ancient dusty people parked in teh hallway in wheelchairs makes me long for death. Particularly when I rememver that I'm one of the ancient dusty people, filed away like some worthless tchotchke. | Sara Gruen | ||
| 96eb065 | In your thirties something strange starts to happen. It's a mere hiccup at first, an instant of hesitation. How old are you? Oh, I'm -- you start confidently, but then you stop. You were going to say thirty-three, but you're not. You're thirty-five. And then you're bothered, because you wonder if this is the beginning of the end. It is, of course, but it's decades before you admit it. | life | Sara Gruen | |
| ce23f5c | You're probably wondering why there's never any good news. I mean, I've been doing this job a few months now. I've been soaking up the paper every week, same as you, and watching the same newsfeeds as you. I got the same list burned into the front of my head as you. Death. Horror. Bad sex. Living nightmares. Each day a little further down the spiral. There's never any good news because they know you. I mean, here's the top of today's col.. | Warren Ellis | ||
| 558efff | You people don't know what the truth is! It's there, just under their bullshit, but you never look! That's what I hate most about this fucking city-- LIES ARE NEWS AND TRUTH IS OBSOLETE! | Warren Ellis |