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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| e933dd3 | Then he dreamed that he was in the open door of a plane several thousand feet above the earth and he had to jump holding a baby in his arms. It was his baby. He jumped, pulled the rip cord on the parachute, and it didn't open. The emergency release didn't work. He was falling fast. The wind tore at him fiercely. He was gripping the baby as tightly as he could but the wind pried under his arms, strained at his muscles, and suddenly the baby .. | death dreams | Katherine Dunn | |
| 3fd345d | Good and bad; shade and sunlight, there's but a hair's breath between them. It's all one in the end. | Juliet Marillier | ||
| c9be898 | This was a face such as I had never seen before, even in the most fanciful of dreams, a face that was, in its way, a work of art. For it was light and dark, night and day, this world and the Otherworld. On the left side, the face of a youngish man, the skin weathered but fair, the eye gray and clear, the mouth well formed if unyielding in character. On all the right side, extending from an undrawn mark down the exact center, an etching of l.. | Juliet Marillier | ||
| 048f20f | I am the type of person that I complain about. | Frank Warren | ||
| 1bd4525 | When I am out there, in time, I am inverted, changed into a desperate version of myself. I become a thief, a vagrant, an animal who runs and hides. I startle old women and amaze children. I am a trick, an illusion of the highest order, so incredible that I am actually true. | time-travel | Audrey Niffenegger | |
| 9f479e0 | You didn't answer my question. I asked you about being in love. You said what it was like when your wife went away." Martin sat down again. How young she is. When we were that young we invented the world, no one could tell us a thing. Julia stood with her hands clenched, as though she wanted to pound an answer out of him. "Being in love is...anxious," he said. "Wanting to please, worrying that she will see me as I really am. But wanting to .. | Audrey Niffenegger | ||
| a4ee1e4 | I still feel like a castaway, th elast of a once numerous species. It was as though Robinson Crusoe discovered the telltale footprint on the beach and then realized that it was his own. Myself, small as a leaf, thin as water, begins to cry. | Audrey Niffenegger | ||
| 785c59b | Everyone has something to hide. And if they couldn't hide it the world would be in a lot worse mess than it is. | Richard Matheson | ||
| 7e6c606 | I am not your subject or your servant, and if you want a cowering mouse for a wife, go find someone who can turn silver to gold for you. | Naomi Novik | ||
| 55f4b5a | I had hated him, but I wouldn't have reproached him, any more than I would have reproached a bolt of lightning for striking my house. He wasn't a . . . | Naomi Novik | ||
| e8bd051 | You can't stop the waves, but you can learn to surf. | Jon Kabat-Zinn | ||
| cfc9d53 | The land is all too shallow It is painted on the sky And trembles like the wind-shook rain When the Raven King passed by | Susanna Clarke | ||
| 3f25d43 | Horror can be contained within a book, given form and meaning. But in life horror has no more form than it does meaning. Horror just is. And while it reigns, it is as if there is nothing in the universe that it is not. | Richard Flanagan | ||
| fe08a18 | And his life was now, he felt, one monumental unreality, in which everything that did not matter - professional ambitions, the private pursuit of status, the colour of wallpaper, the size of an office or the matter of a dedicated car parking space - was treated with the greatest significance, and everything that did matter - pleasure, joy, friendship, loved - was deemed somehow peripheral. | Richard Flanagan | ||
| fbf4ca8 | Now I began to understand art as a kind of black box the reader enters. He enters in one state of mind and exits in another. The writer gets no points just because what's inside the box bears some linear resemblance to "real life" -- he can put whatever he wants in there. What's important is that something undeniable and nontrivial happens to the reader between entry and exit." | George Saunders | ||
| e3ff677 | It was like either: (A) I was a terrible guy who was knowingly doing this rotten thing over and over, or (B) it wasn't so rotten, really, just normal, and the way to confirm it was normal was to keep doing it, over and over. | George Saunders | ||
| 23a84fc | Something else gets under your skin, keeps you working days and nights at the sacrifice of your sleeping and eating and attention to your family and friends, something beyond the love of puzzle solving. And that other force is the anticipation of understanding something about the world that no one has ever understood before you. Einstein wrote that when he first realized that gravity was equivalent to acceleration -- an idea that would unde.. | Alan Lightman | ||
| b9645d4 | Nix clasped her hands over her chest, sighing, "He gave you his heart. That's so romantic. So much better than a candy heart. Those get stuck in the fangs, you know." | Kresley Cole | ||
| 3d4d61b | Regin!" He leapt up from a bunk. "Well, well, the gang's all here." Nix must've given him Regin's whereabouts. Again. "I'm going to get you out of here," he said, his green eyes aglow. She snorted. "Let me know how that works out for you, Job MacBangup." Seeing Brandr here just brought her situation into stark relief. "It's curious though--you don't usually show up until it's time to bury him." | brandr dreams-of-a-dark-warrior lore regin-the-radiant valkyrie immortals-after-dark kresley-cole berserker paranormal-romance | Kresley Cole | |
| 5e5c72d | These militiamen were what Jackson would call cou rouge. Because they were seriously red of the neck. | Kresley Cole | ||
| d5ec9a4 | He pointed a shaking finger at her. 'You,' he growled. She jerked glances over both of her shoulders looking for the unfortunate You he was addressing. Her. Holy shite, this madman had settled on her. | romance | Kresley Cole | |
| 9508ea0 | I got nothing. Even the spies I'm spying on who are spying on other spies got nothing. | Kresley Cole | ||
| bf932ad | when men like us do change, the change is profound. | Kresley Cole | ||
| eeead5d | There is certainly a universal and unconscious propensity to impose a rhythm even when one hears a series of identical sounds at constant intervals... We tend to hear the sound of a digital clock, for example, as "tick-tock, tick-tock" - even though it is actually "tick tick, tick tick." | music neuroscience | Oliver W. Sacks | |
| 8830d50 | I punched to line. "Yes? What?" "Norville. It's Cormac. If you don't change the subject right now, I'm going to have to go over there and have a word with you." | Carrie Vaughn | ||
| a730271 | He's a bully. I love bullies. They have such big, shiny red buttons to push. | werewolf-paranormal-romance werewolves bully | Carrie Vaughn | |
| 9222f80 | The most violent expression of God's wrath and justice is seen in the Cross. If ever a person had room to complain for injustice, it was Jesus. He was the only innocent man ever to be punished by God. If we stagger at the wrath of God, let us stagger at the Cross. Here is where our astonishment should be focused. | R.C. Sproul | ||
| 52aaba0 | She told Papa about it. He made her stick out her tongue and he felt her wrist. He shook his head sadly and said, "You have a bad case, a very bad case." "Of what?" "Growing up." | Betty Smith | ||
| d505122 | No. Take the heart first. Then you don't feel the cold so much. The pain so much. With the heart gone, there's no reason to stay your hand. Your eyes can look on death and not tremble. It's the heart that betrays us, makes us weep, makes us bury our friends when we should be marching ahead. It's the heart that sickens us at night and makes us hate who we are. It's the heart that sings old songs and brings memories of warm days. | passion the-heart | Jeanette Winterson | |
| 0548fa1 | The truth is that you can divide your heart in all sorts of interesting ways - a little here, a little there, most banked at home, some of it coined out for a flutter. But love cleaves through the mind's mathematics. Love's lengthways splits the heart in two - the heart where you are, the heart where you want to be. How will you heal your heart when love has split it in two? | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| cae5168 | I didn't want to be in the teeming mass of the working class.... I didn't want to live and die in the same place with only a week at the seaside in between. I dreamed of escape -- but what is terrible about industrialisation is that it makes escape necessary. In a system that generates masses, individualism is the only way out. But then what happens to community -- to society? | industrialisation industrialization working-class individualism society | Jeanette Winterson | |
| f1aee68 | every moment you steal from the present is a moment you have lost for ever. There's only now. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 6787c3f | Loki, that's me. Loki, the Light-Bringer, the misunderstood, the elusive, the handsome and modest hero of this particular tissue of lies. | Joanne Harris | ||
| e768e33 | The emotional health of a village depended upon having a man whom everyone loved to hate, and Heaven had blessed us with two of them. | Barry Hughart | ||
| 0310e0c | I know this is insane, but I somehow wish I had been in Auschwitz with my parents so I could really know what they lived through! I guess it's some kind of guilt about having had an easier life than they did. | Art Spiegelman | ||
| f1882d9 | If you are always frightened for yourself you can't act, and then life loses its purpose. You just have to tell yourself that, when you get right down to it, you don't matter all that much. | Terry Brooks | ||
| a68e622 | The white folks like for us to be religious, then they can do what they want to with us. | religion native-son us american race | Richard Wright | |
| 5a317b5 | Pity can purge us of hostility and arouse feelings of identification with the characters, but it can also be a consoling reassurance which leads us to believe that we have understood, and that, in pitying, we have even done something to right a wrong. | Richard Wright | ||
| 2e3ca2d | You can tell a true war story by the questions you ask. Somebody tells a story, let's say, and afterward you ask, 'Is it true?' and if the answer matters, you've got your answer . . . Absolute occurrence is irrelevant. A thing may happen and be a total lie; another thing may not happen and be truer than the truth. | Tim O'Brien | ||
| 4270a86 | You can't let anybody else tell you what your choices are. Sometimes they won't give you the right choice. | Louis Sachar | ||
| f7fa752 | Their eyes met at the same instant moment, Therese glancing up from a box she was opening, and the woman just turning her head so she looked directly at Therese. She was tall and fair, her long figure graceful in the loose fur coat that she held open with a hand on her waist, her eyes were grey, colorless, yet dominant as light or fire, and, caught by them, Therese could not look away. She heard the customer in front of her repeat a questio.. | Patricia Highsmith | ||
| 398571a | I'm naive enough to think that love is always good no matter how long ago, no matter the circumstances. | Anne Michaels | ||
| 6835265 | Tell me to mind my own business, tell me to go fuck myself, to piss, off, go on, say it, but don't tell me nothing's wrong. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| e74fbe6 | She was looking for something I could never give her." Again his dark eyes bored into Julia's mind. "You have something of the same about you, young woman. Take my advice: Don't think you will find it in another person. You won't. It's not there. You must find it in yourself." | individuality self-awareness self-reliance search | Iain Pears |