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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 6ea7e3d | It was the passions about whose origin we deceived ourselves that tyrannized most strongly over us. | Oscar Wilde | ||
| 2ee2504 | The bond of all companionship, whether in marriage or in friendship, is conversation | Oscar Wilde | ||
| 592a490 | I really don't see what is so romantic about proposing. One may be accepted - one usually is, I believe - and then the excitement is ended. The very essence of romance is uncertainty. | Oscar Wilde | ||
| 66c25df | there's nothing in the human heart or mind, no place no matter how twisted or secret, that can't be endured - if you have someone to share it with. | Spider Robinson | ||
| 48dd595 | Every sentence, every word, was new to them and they listened to what he said like bright-eyed ravens, trembling in their eagerness to catch & interpret every sound in the universe. | Toni Morrison | ||
| 8913903 | If happiness is anticipation with certainty, we were happy. | Toni Morrison | ||
| 140854a | Whitepeople believed that whatever the manners, under every dark skin was a jungle. Swift unnavigable waters, swinging screaming baboons, sleeping snakes, red gums ready for their sweet white blood. In a way, he thought, they were right. The more coloredpeople spent their strength trying to convince them how gentle they were, how clever and loving, how human, the more they used themselves up to persuade whites of something Negroes believed .. | stereotypes racism history blacks whites race-relations racism-in-america | Toni Morrison | |
| 86adbfc | Love can't mature in one room. It has to come out of the full sharing of everything: joys, aspirations, downfalls, all of it. That's the only real path to love. | Leon Uris | ||
| 7ef2298 | Smell the cheese often so you know when it is getting old. | Spencer Johnson | ||
| ab65827 | His was not a small mind bothered by logic and consistency. | Robert A. Heinlein | ||
| 021e8bc | Have you ever known me to be rude to a lady?" "I have seen you be intentionally rude to a woman. I have never seen you be rude to a lady." | Robert A. Heinlein | ||
| cfc21c1 | If you stop complaining and asking for what you never will get, you will have a good life. A good life is not measured by any biblical span. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| e8cb9f0 | There is nothing you can do except try to write it the way that it was. So you must write each day better than you possibly can and use the sorrow that you have now to make you know how the early sorrow came. And you must always remember the things you believed because if you know them they will be there in the writing and you won't betray them. The writing is the only progress you make. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| 3c02bc5 | But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person had died for no reason. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| c147647 | The coward dies a thousand deaths, the brave but one?' 'Of course. Who said it?' 'I don't know.' 'He was probably a coward,' she said. "He knew a great deal about cowards but nothing about the brave. The brave dies perhaps two thousand deaths if he's intelligent. He simply doesn't mention them." -- | bravery perseverance stupidity intelligence coward cowardice | Ernest Hemingway | |
| d5f23c8 | Please understand and love me. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| c1fb830 | She was sitting up now. My arm was around her and she was leaning back against me, and we were quite calm. She was looking into my eyes with that way she had of looking that made you wonder whether she really saw out of her own eyes. They would look on and on after every one else's eyes in the world would have stopped looking. She looked as though there were nothing on earth she would not look at like that, and really she was afraid of so m.. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| 60b234c | I have a rotten habit of picturing the bedroom scenes of my friends. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| 79b149e | She was no longer that happy creature who in earlier youth wandered with me on the banks of the lake and talked with ecstasy of our future prospects. The first of those sorrows which are sent to wean us from the earth had visited her, and its dimming influence quenched her dearest smiles. | Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley | ||
| 08e1b50 | And she was terribly aware that she was alive. Not just living and breathing, but ...alive. | live breath | Mary Balogh | |
| 9c4ed2e | Occasionally we all do wrong things from right motives. Only time can prove us right or wrong. The past is the past. Nothing can change it now, and who is to say that it was all wrong, anyway? | time wrong | Mary Balogh | |
| e16471f | I would be consumed by you,' she said, and blinked her eyes furiously when she felt them fill with tears. 'You would sap all the energy and all the joy from me. You would put out all the fire of my vitality.' 'Give me a chance to fan the flames of that fire,' he said, 'and to nurture your joy. | romantic relationships romance | Mary Balogh | |
| 78cb3e2 | It was because a great-looking man with no apparent mental defects found her attractive. Imagine feeling so buoyant over something so juvenile. | Maggie Shayne | ||
| 52c12f6 | Life will always be sorrowful. We can't change it, but we can change our attitude toward it. | spirituality philosophy mythology | Joseph Campbell | |
| 913055a | Awe is what moves us forward. | spirituality philosophy mythology | Joseph Campbell | |
| 9d5ad81 | I figured being a bed salesman was a job of biblically bad paradox. I mean, here he was, forced to stand for eight or nine hours a day, and the whole time he's surrounded by beds. And not only that, he's surrounded by shoppers who see the beds and can't help but think, Man, I'd love to lie down on that bed for a second. So not only does he have to stop himself from lying down, but he has to stop everyone else from doing it, too. I knew if I.. | Rachel Cohn | ||
| 39fab02 | Qhuinn got down on one knee. Just dropped right on to the depiction of an apple tree in full bloom. "I don't have a ring. I don't have anything fancy in my mind or on my tongue." Qhuinn swallowed hard. "I know this is too early, and that it's out of the blue, but I love you and I want us to--" For once in his life, Blay had to agree with the guy--enough with the fucking talking. With a decisive shift of his body, he leaned down and kissed a.. | J.R. Ward | ||
| fc0b870 | The pair of them were staring at the computer screen like two dogs watching animal planet: very focused, but incapable of turning up the volume or changing the channel. -Manny and Butch | manny j-r-ward butch | J.R. Ward | |
| d4bfc28 | This is going to be a really long couple of months if we worry about ever little twinge." "You just tried to throw up your liver." "I did not." So you were working on your pancreas?" | J.R. Ward | ||
| 58fe883 | She is . . . the moon in my night sky. And that is the beginning, middle, and end of it. There is no more to be told than that, and never shall I speak of her again. | J.R. Ward | ||
| 2e0d9f9 | Vishous came up onto the dais, his eyes down. He accepted the silver glove from Z and slipped it over the black leather he already wore on his hand. Then he scored himself with a quick flash of the black blade and stared at the skull as his blood dripped down into the basin, joining the others'. "My flesh," he whispered. He seemed to hesitate before turning to Butch. Then he pivoted and their eyes met. As candlelight flickered over V's hard.. | J.R. Ward | ||
| 71f31ea | As the syringe was filled, Butch stepped up into the surgeon's grille. Even as incapacitated as the cop was from the inhaling, he was straight-up deadly as he spoke. "I don't need to tell you not to f*ck my buddy. Right." The surgeon looked around his little-glass-bottle-and-needle routine. "I'm not thinking about sex at the moment, thank you very much. But if I was, it sure as shit wouldn't be with him. So instead of worrying about who I'.. | manny | J.R. Ward | |
| 0fc5590 | The true measure of courage was still waiting for him, however. After way too many years, he'd finally told Blay he was sorry. And then after way too much drama, he'd finally told the guy he was grateful. But coming forward and being real about the fact that he was in love? Even if Blay was with someone else? That was the true divide. And goddamn him, he was going to do it. Not to break the pair of them up, no, that wasn't it. And not to bu.. | J.R. Ward | ||
| a32a3a3 | When were you going to tell me?" He demanded. "Tell you what? That you can be a real asshole? How about right now." | J.R. Ward | ||
| 3bf6d10 | Man, life was complicated. But the truth was simple. He was her home. He was where she belonged. | J.R. Ward | ||
| 03d4a97 | One becomes moral as soon as one is unhappy. | Marcel Proust | ||
| e02f464 | It is not only by dint of lying to others, but also of lying to ourselves, that we cease to notice that we are lying. | self-deception | Marcel Proust | |
| 9109a98 | The true paradises are the paradises that we have lost." -- Marcel Proust" | Penny Reid | ||
| 9e651ee | Did they know why they knew? Not at all. But the Knew! | Malcolm Gladwell | ||
| f6d6c4e | Her lips were drawn to his like a moth to a flame. | Anya Seton | ||
| 20d8e94 | To obtain something, something of equal value must be lost. | Hiromu Arakawa | ||
| bfac78e | Physical space between us evaporates. We play the broken strings of our instruments one last time | myrna-mountweazel margo-roth-spiegelman quentin-jacobsen paper-towns | John Green | |
| 678359f | Are there any Nazis left that I could hunt down and bring to justice?" Augustus asked while we leaned over the vitrines reading Otto's letters and the gutting replies that no, no one had seen his children after the liberation. "I think they're all dead. But it's not like the Nazis had a monopoly on evil." "True," he said. "That's what we should do, Hazel Grace: We should team up and be this disabled vigilante duo roaring through the world, .. | John Green | ||
| fee2dc2 | Of course, sweetie," his mom said. "We'll be here all day. You just come down whenever you want and we love you and you're so so special, Colin, and you can't possibly let this girl make you think otherwise because you are the most magnificent, brilliant boy-" And right then, the most special, magnificent, brilliant boy bolted into his bathroom and puked his guts out. An explosion, sort of." | John Green |