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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| dd61092 | The past is gone-the future is not come. And we are here together, you and I. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| fe587a3 | Highlanders make the truest friends-if only because they make the worst enemies. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 6c645f6 | Then let amorous kisses dwell On our lips, begin and tell A Thousand and a Hundred score A Hundred, and a Thousand more. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 7b07305 | Ye werena the first lass I kissed," he said softly. "But I swear you'll be the last." And he bent his head to my upturned face." | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| ccdf8c2 | what I was born does not matter, only what I will make of myself, only what I will become. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 027964f | The soul is born, he said vaguely, first in those moments I told you of. It has a slow and dark birth, more mysterious than the birth of the body. When the soul of a man is born in this country there are nets flung at it to hold it back from flight. You talk to me of nationality, language, religion. I shall try to fly by those nets. | James Joyce | ||
| a8fdea0 | Hooray!" said the Chief of the Army. "Let's blow everyone up! Bang-bang! Bang-bang!" | Roald Dahl | ||
| ce590dc | It is most unlikely. But--here comes the big "but"--not impossible." | magic nothing-is-impossible | Roald Dahl | |
| 0a0ebfd | We are all brothers and we are all suffering the same fate. The same smoke floats over all our heads. Help one another. It is the only way to survive. (pg. 39) | Elie Wiesel | ||
| 407da28 | Because he knows you have to laugh at the things that hurt you just to keep yourself in balance, just to keep the world from running you plumb crazy. | Ken Kesey | ||
| 2188759 | To hell with that. A man goin' fishing with two whores from Portland don't have to take that crap. | Ken Kesey | ||
| c6f506e | Once upon a time... a long time ago... things that happened once perhaps but have been talked about for so long that nobody really knows. And underneath all the bits that people have added the magic swords and lamps they're all about one thing - the good hero fighting the giant or the witch or the wicked uncle. Good against bad. Good against evil. | Susan Cooper | ||
| 2f0a622 | Nothing so comforts the military mind as the maxim of a great but dead general. | wwi military | Barbara W. Tuchman | |
| ee9d5b4 | Just because you don't believe in the Lord doesn't mean his power isn't working for you. | Francine Rivers | ||
| 4486d4e | Well, the husband was very depressed for the longest while. Even after he found out that his wife was going to pull through, he was still very depressed. Not about the accident, though. I mean, the accident was one thing, but it wasn't everything. I'd get up to his mouth-hole, you know, and he'd say no, it wasn't the accident exactly but it was because he couldn't see her through his eye-holes. He said that was what was making him feel bad... | marriage | Raymond Carver | |
| fa28bc7 | It's akin to style, what I'm talking about, but it isn't style alone. It is the writer's particular and unmistakable signature on everything he writes. It is his world and no other. This is one of the things that distinguishes one writer from another. Not talent. There's plenty of that around. But a writer who has some special way of looking at things and who gives artistic expression to that way of looking: that writer may be around for a .. | Raymond Carver | ||
| 15924b8 | I've found, in my own writing, that a little hatred, keenly directed, is a useful thing. | Alice Walker | ||
| 5dcd13d | The only thing I could think of was turkey neck and turkey gizzards and I felt very depressed. | Sylvia Plath | ||
| 7c03816 | I wanted to do everything once and for all and be through with it. | Sylvia Plath | ||
| 7c2da2a | To annihilate the world by annihilation of oneself is the deluded height of desperate egoism. | Sylvia Plath | ||
| 5054bd6 | And then I wondered if as soon as he came to like me he would sink into ordinariness, and if as soon as he came to love me I would find fault after fault, the way I did with Buddy Willard and the boys before him. The same thing happened over and over: I would catch sight of some flawless man off in the distance, but as soon as he moved closer I immediately saw he wouldn't do at all. | Sylvia Plath | ||
| 0b9c48b | Although, I admit, I desire, Occasionally, some backtalk From the mute sky, I can't honestly complain: A certain minor light may still Lean incandescent Out of kitchen table or chair As if a celestial burning took Possession of the most obtuse objects now and then -- | Sylvia Plath | ||
| edf6418 | I have a violence in me that is hot as death-blood. | Sylvia Plath | ||
| 4494666 | Wickedness was like food: once you got started it was hard to stop; the gut expanded to take in more and more. | wickedness | John Updike | |
| c7455c1 | Immersing oneself in the problems of a book is a good way to keep from thinking of love. | reading love orhan-pamuk distraction snow | Orhan Pamuk | |
| 8757a36 | It is amazing to me, now, how such wild imaginings and philosophies - inspired by a night charged with frights and calamities - made such perfectly good sense to Owen Meany and me, but good friends are nothing to each other if they are not supportive. | John Irving | ||
| c6bfde6 | Bookish people, who are often maladroit people, persist in thinking they can master any subtlety so long as it's been shaped into acceptable expository prose. | reading books subtlety readers | Carol Shields | |
| afcdc37 | there was a reason why there was only a single stairway to heaven, but an entire highway to hell. | Sherrilyn Kenyon | ||
| a020bba | If Rosie's mother had known that eye colour was not a reliable indicator of paternity, and organised a DNA test to confirm her suspicions, there would have been no Father Project, no Great Cocktail Night, no New York Adventure, no Reform Don Project--and no Rosie Project. Had it not been for this unscheduled series of events, her daughter and I would not have fallen in love. And I would still be eating lobster every Tuesday night. Incredibl.. | Graeme Simsion | ||
| c5a9059 | We'll meet you here. Hopefully everyone will be in human form." A wry smile. "Though I'll warn you, he's not a whole lot more pleasant that way. At least as a wolf, he can't talk." | funny derek-rydall | Kelley Armstrong | |
| 4dc95af | He stood and inhaled, then walked a few more feet, stooped, and prodded a chunk of rabbit fur. "I'm definitely thinking something with more body parts," I said. "Like a head." He gave a snort of a laugh. "It's probably around here somewhere, but I suppose you want the parts attached, too." | Kelley Armstrong | ||
| 51caf98 | And unless I'm remembering it wrong, mermaids don't sing and sirens don't swim." "Ariel sang in 'The Little Mermaid'," Corey said. Sam came over to join us. "Do I even want to know why you remember her name?" | the-calling kelley-armstrong maya sam the-little-mermaid | Kelley Armstrong | |
| 3691ec9 | One should never regret one's excesses, only one's failures of nerve. | Iain M. Banks | ||
| cd361f2 | I can't always be Lois Lane," I insisted. "I want to be Superman, too." | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| 49b1f61 | It Will Be As If I Never Existed | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| aa29721 | Out of all the things about me that could frighten you, you worry about my driving. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| 0b8d392 | If you don't send Edward out, we're coming in after him! (Emmett) | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| 4c798a0 | The temporal immortality of the soul of man, that is to say, its eternal survival also after death, is not only in no way guaranteed, but this assumption in the first place will not do for us what we always tried to make it do. Is a riddle solved by the fact that I survive forever? Is this eternal life not as enigmatic as our present one? The solution of the riddle of life in space and time lies space and time. | Ludwig Wittgenstein | ||
| 0c84032 | What do I know about God and the purpose of life? I know that this world exists. That I am placed in it like my eye in its visual field. That something about it is problematic, which we call its meaning. This meaning does not lie in it but outside of it. That life is the world. That my will penetrates the world. That my will is good or evil. Therefore that good and evil are somehow connected with the meaning of the world.The meaning.. | Ludwig Wittgenstein | ||
| e28166a | I didn't know what to think, but what I felt was magnetic and so big it ached like the moon had entered my chest and filled it up. The only think I could compare it to was the feeling I got one time when I walked from the peach stand and saw the sun spreading across the late afternoon, setting the top of the orchard on fire while darkness collected underneath. Silence had hovered over my head, beauty multiplying in the air, the trees so tra.. | feelings nature | Sue Monk Kidd | |
| a22ee2e | How could I choose someone who would force me to give up my own small reach for meaning? I chose myself, and without consolation. | Sue Monk Kidd | ||
| 0e5ff32 | I'll write this all down for you," I said. "I'll put it in a story." I don't know if that's what he wanted to ask me, but it's something everybody wants--for someone to see the hurt done to them and set it down like it matters." | Sue Monk Kidd | ||
| 3b5c536 | At night I would lie in bed and watch the show, how bees squeezed through the cracks of my bedroom wall and flew circles around the room, making that propeller sound, a high-pitched zzzzzz that hummed along my skin. I watched their wings shining like bits of chrome in the dark and felt the longing build in my chest. The way those bees flew, not even looking for a flower, just flying for the feel of the wind, split my heart down its seam. | Sue Monk Kidd | ||
| 44f3e0b | I asked her to look at me and after a few moments - (pause) - after a few moments she did, but the eyes just slits, because of the glare I bent over her to get them in the shadow and they opened. (Pause. Low) Let me in. | relationship krapp moments play | Samuel Beckett |