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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 6083911 | Unhappy endings are just as important as happy endings. They're an efficient way of transmitting vital Darwinian information. Your brain needs them to make maps of the world, maps that let you know what sorts of people and situations to avoid. | Douglas Coupland | ||
| bb02f5f | I sandpapered the roof of my mouth with 3 bowls of Cap'n Crunch - had raw gobbets of mouth-beef dangling onto my tongue all day | Douglas Coupland | ||
| 446bed3 | I think computers ought to have a key called I'M DRUNK, and when you push it, it prevents you from sending email for twelve hours. I've got another one: a key called FUCK OFF. You press it every time your computer does something annoying -- in turn this would somehow force your computer to experience pain. And if you pushed SHIFT/FUCK OFF, you'd end up with FUCK OFF AND DIE, the computer equivalent of a razor being raked across your nipples.. | Douglas Coupland | ||
| 133d987 | we're told by TV and Reader's Digest that a crisis will trigger massive personal change--and that those big changes will make the pain worthwhile. But from what he could see, big change almost never happens. People simply feel lost. They have no idea what to say or do or feel or think. they become messes and tend to remain messes. | life philosophy crisis | Douglas Coupland | |
| 263c4ef | Society indeed conspires to keep you ball and chained. | Douglas Coupland | ||
| 3ce22ab | I don't think human beings were meant to know so much about the world. All this time and all this exposure to every conceivable aspect of life - wisdom so rarely enters the picture. We barely have enough time to figure out who we are and then we become bitter and isolated as we age. | Douglas Coupland | ||
| 46fad52 | But then a bumblebee bumbled above us and it stole our attention the way flying things can. | bumble-bee flying | Douglas Coupland | |
| 3a273c0 | Once he entered my life, I promptly forgot all my years of putting on a brave face while browsing at bookstores until closing time, and of having one, two, three beers while watching crime shows | Douglas Coupland | ||
| 7ef9a5b | Enemies will kill you with a knife in the back. Friends will kill you with kindness. Either way you're dead. | Richard Kadrey | ||
| 09c6cba | The things greater than us, Thora, they're not impossible. It's just fear talking, telling you that you when you can. I know you can. | Krista Ritchie | ||
| f795a3f | We're like lightning and thunder, inherently different but alike enough to share the same sky. | Krista Ritchie | ||
| f0f6ae4 | She fuels the fire in my soul, the embers slowly dying, and she tries feverishly to awaken me. | Krista Ritchie | ||
| 0175277 | Daisy: "How did you know that you loved running and rock climbing?" Ryke: "Because when you find something you love, you can't quit. Every failure pushes you harder. It's in your soul and in your fucking heart." | Krista Ritchie | ||
| cc56cd4 | I near her, cupping her face with large rough hands. I stare down into her yellow-green eyes. "You're not a pit stop. You're my finish line. There's no one after you." I kiss her powerfully, my tongue parting her lips, and she responds. But not as much as I hoped. So I break apart and add, "I want you for eternity, not for a brief moment in time." | Krista Ritchie | ||
| 94db577 | Connor pinches her chin between his fingers, and he says, "Vous etes enceinte." You're pregnant. I spit out my water. Just like that. One word. Enceinte. And my cover is blown. Fucking fuck" | Krista Ritchie | ||
| cc1b0b7 | The hand of Providence creeps among the stars, giving Slothrop the finger. | Thomas Pynchon | ||
| cb8bc1c | Nothing important is completely explicable. | Madeleine L'Engle | ||
| bfde693 | My dear, I'm seldom sure of anything. Life at best is a precarious business, and we aren't told that difficult or painful things won't happen, just that it matters. It matters not just to us but to the entire universe. | Madeleine L'Engle | ||
| 1a4f200 | Jesus was not a theologian. He was God who told stories. | story jesus narrative theology | Madeleine L'Engle | |
| d62e8e4 | jmy` lmshkl tdwr Hwl lml. Hlm yTrq 'Hdhm hdhh lbwb@ ykwn `ndh mshkl@ mly@. 'tmn~ mn kl qlby 'n 'ftH mr@ lbwb@ l'jd nsn `ndh shy akhr Gyr mshkl@ lml 'w 'jd shkhS yHml hdy@ SGyr@ | Patrick Süskind | ||
| ddf221b | Redemption from sin is greater then redemption from affliction. | Daniel Defoe | ||
| 2071428 | Kabul had become a city of ghosts for me. A city of harelipped ghosts. America was different. America was a river, roaring along, unmindful of the past. I could wade into this river, let my sins drown to the bottom, let the waters carry me someplace far. Someplace with no ghosts, no memories, and no sins. | Khaled Hosseini | ||
| e42da85 | Creating means vandalizing the lives of other people, turning them into unwilling and unwitting participants. You steal their desires, their dreams, pocket their flaws, their suffering. You take what does not belong to you. You do this knowingly. | Khaled Hosseini | ||
| f1fd1e2 | A person who has no conscience, no goodness, does not suffer. | Khaled Hosseini | ||
| 66f44ab | Hope makes a good breakfast. Eat plenty of it. | hope | Ian Fleming | |
| 464903e | It's true," she said. "Sometimes I do pretend I am a princess. I pretend I am a princess, so that I can try and behave like one." | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| edec512 | Excuse my mistakes, realize my limitations. Life is not easy as we know it on the earth. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 203304a | He educated Maurice, or rather his spirit educated Maurice's spirit, for they themselves became equal. Neither thought "Am I led; am I leading?" Love had caught him out of triviality and Maurice out of bewilderment in order that two imperfect souls might touch perfection." | relationships | E.M. Forster | |
| 9856340 | That's what I like to call him, "the current president." I find it difficult to say or type his name, George W. Bush. I like to call him "the current president" because it's a hopeful phrase, implying that his administration is only temporary." | Sarah Vowell | ||
| a4fb1dc | Dan was suspicious. "How did he find out where we were staying?" Amy frowned. "I think that's the message inside the message. He wants us to know that he has a long reach-that's he's rich and powerful." "Like we'll see his giant mansion and assume he works at Burger King," scoffed Dan." | Gordon Korman | ||
| 2cc589e | Hamilton had a complaint. "Why did you have to tell the cops I'm your boyfriend? That's gross, Amy. We're related!" Amy was disgusted. "We had a common ancestor, like, five hundred years ago. Besides, if they think we're together, we only have to come up with one story, and I can do all the talking." "Hey, I got an early acceptance to Notre Dame," Hamilton said defensively. "I can talk." "Of course you can," Amy soothed. "It's what you say .. | Gordon Korman | ||
| 1f863d9 | ybdw 'nn jmy`an jy'n nbHth `n shy w wjdn shyy'an akhr .. | Isabel Allende | ||
| a06f56f | It was as unbelievable as the moon catching fire. | Yann Martel | ||
| b08961c | There are those who'll turn innocent occasions to their advantage. | J.K. Rowling | ||
| 07721cd | OH NO YOU DON'T, LADDIE!" Harry spun around. Professor Moody was limping down the marble staircase. His wand was out and it was pointing right at a pure white ferret, which was shivering on the stone-flagged floor, exactly where Malfoy had been standing." | ferret | J.K. Rowling | |
| a50bd09 | In March several of the Mandrakes threw a loud and raucous party in greenhouse three. This made Professor Sprout very happy. "The moment they start trying to move into each other's pots, we'll know they're fully mature," she told Harry." | J.K. Rowling | ||
| a417a81 | Gryffindor leads by eighty points to zero, and look at that Firebolt go! Potter's really putting it through its paces now, see it turn -- Chang's Comet is just no match for it, the Firebolt's precision-balance is really noticeable in these long --" "JORDAN! ARE YOU BEING PAID TO ADVERTISE FIREBOLTS? GET ON WITH THE COMMENTARY!" | J.K. Rowling | ||
| 526f76b | Even the weather seemed to be celebrating; as June approached, the days became cloudless and sultry, and all anybody felt like doing was strolling onto the grounds and flopping down on the grass with several pints of iced pumpkin juice, perhaps playing a casual game of Gobstones or watching the giant squid propel itself dreamily across the surface of the lake. | J.K. Rowling | ||
| 1f84f34 | Your Great-Aunt Muriel doesn't agree, I just met her upstairs while she was giving Fleur the tiara. "She said 'Oh dear, is this the muggle born?' and then, 'Bad posture, skinny ankles.'" Don't take it personally, she's rude to everyone," said Ron. "Talking about Muriel?" inquired George, reemerging from the marquee with Fred. "Yeah, she's just told me my ears are lopsided. Old bat." | J.K. Rowling | ||
| f66c664 | La vigilia di Natale, Harry ando a letto pregustando le leccornie e i divertimenti dell'indomani, ma senza aspettarsi nessun regalo. Ma al suo risveglio, il mattino seguente di buon'ora, la prima cosa che vide ai piedi del suo letto fu un un mucchio di pacchetti. "Buon natale" gli fece Ron ancora assonnato, mentre Harry si buttava giu dal letto e si infilava la vestaglia. "Anche a te" gli rispose "Ma... Hai visto che roba? Ho ricevuto dei r.. | J.K. Rowling | ||
| a8042cc | Well, think back," said Harry. "Have you ever let it slip that you'd like to go out in public with the words 'My Sweetheart' round your neck?" | J.K. Rowling | ||
| 0469006 | Some of the books the Ministry's confiscated -- Dad's told me -- there was one that burned your eyes out. And everyone who read spoke in limericks for the rest of their lives. And some old witch in Bath had a book that you could ! You just had to wander around with your nose in it, trying to do everything one-handed. And --" "All right, I've got the point," said Harry." | J.K. Rowling | ||
| 29862dd | Shut your mouth! You dare speak his name with your unworthy lips, you dare besmirch it with your half-blood's tongue, you dare -- | J.K. Rowling | ||
| f4d9435 | The fridge had been emptied of all Dudley's favorite things -- fizzy drinks and cakes, chocolate bars and burgers -- and filled instead with fruit and vegetables and the sorts of things that Uncle Vernon called "rabbit food." | dudley-dursley uncle-vernon food | J.K. Rowling |