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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 74377d8 | The Olympians were a reminder that there was always someone better than you, so you shouldn't get a big head. | Rick Riordan | ||
| 21f3a64 | Writing is like pulling teeth. From my dick. | David Rakoff | ||
| 5c2804a | She is trying to convince me that she never does this and is not that type of girl. It was difficult for me to understand. Her enunciation wasn't very good with my dick in her mouth. | Tucker Max | ||
| 1d5fc7e | Beneath the gore and smoke and loam, this book is about the evanescence of life, and why some men choose to fill their brief allotment of time engaging the impossible, others in the manufacture of sorrow. In the end it is a story of the ineluctable conflict between good and evil, daylight and darkness, the White City and the Black. | Erik Larson | ||
| 431d935 | The heart does not go backward. Only the mind. | remembrance | Elizabeth Kostova | |
| be9b8d5 | I had that hole in me, that empty space. I could have lived my life with it, content enough. I wasn't an unhappy man."..................... The tears came now. He watched them drip down her cheeks, wondered if she were even aware they leaked out of her. "She was part of my life. You are my life. If I have a regret, it's that even for an instant you could think otherwise. Or that I allowed you to." -Roarke" -- | marriage sadness fights regret | J.D. Robb | |
| 396d4b3 | A pity it was so early in the day and I couldn't treat myself to the roller coaster. we'll have to come back, you and I, and make up for it." "Sure, when I've lost my mind and want to rush screaming through the air in a little car." | J.D. Robb | ||
| 431313d | ABSTRACT THOUGHTS in a blue room; Nominative, genitive, etative, accusative one, accusative two, ablative, partitive, illative, instructive, abessive, adessive, inessive, essive, allative, translative, comitative. Sixteen cases of the Finnish noun. Odd, some languages get by with only singular and plural. The American Indian languages even failed to distinguish number. Except Sioux, in which there was a plural only for animate objects. The .. | Samuel R. Delany | ||
| 5d85de4 | Awkward interests me, he said. At least when you are feeling awkward you are always thinking. When you are feeling fabulous, for example, rare occurrence that it may be, you stop thinking altogether. Which gets you into all kinds of trouble. Hence, you are for the better off feeling awkward. Just the sound of it on your tongue. Like chewing on screws. | awkwardness | Elizabeth Brundage | |
| fe9d895 | I had to google "mofo" and must confess to being slightly alarmed by the result." | Gail Honeyman | ||
| 8ae6b69 | It turned out that if you saw the same person with some degree of regularity, then the conversation was immediately pleasant and comfortable -- you could pick up where you left off, as it were, rather than having to start afresh each time. | Gail Honeyman | ||
| 6fe4e45 | 1. Write every day 2. Write what interests you. 3. Write for the child inside of you. (Or the adult, if you are writing adult books.) 4. Write with honest emotion 5. Be careful of being facile 6. Be wary of preaching 7. Be prepared for serendipity | Jane Yolen | ||
| 0b3d9c8 | There was a reminder that the library was always seeking books, and that they paid in wine. | Emily St. John Mandel | ||
| 406d8ca | Where there is shouting, there is no true knowledge. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| df0f8be | I now know exactly why they started the tradition of being apart the night before your wedding. It's nothing about romance, or sex, or being chaste, or whatever. It's so you don't have a row and stomp up the aisle seething at your bridegroom, planning all the home truths you're going to tell him as soon as you get this wedding bit out of the way. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| c83918a | Great. Just great. One glimpse of his body and I have a full-blown crush. I honestly thought I was a bit deeper than that. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 17667f3 | I had fun. That's what I believe in. Fun, flings, the sizzle. It starts as a shiver, when you see a man for the first time. And then he meets your eye and the shiver runs down your back and becomes a sizzle in your stomach and you think 'I want to dance with that man.' You dance, you have a cocktail or two, you flirt. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 946045f | So", says Jack at at last..."you broke up with Connor". Wow. So we're straight to the point. "So", I reply defiantly. "You decided to stay". "Yes, well...", "I thought I might take a closer look at some of the European subsidiaries." He looks up. "How about you?" "Same reason." I nod. "European subsidiaries"." | humor | Sophie Kinsella | |
| 754ce19 | Even an obvious fabrication is some comfort when you have few others. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 21eb4e7 | So Crake never remembered his dreams. It's Snowman that remembers them instead. Worse than remembers: he's immersed in them, he'd wading through them, he's stuck in them. Every moment he's lived in the past few months was dreamed first by Crake. No wonder Crake screamed so much. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 275021d | But maybe boredom is erotic, when women do it, for men. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| bacb539 | There's only so long you can feel sorry for a person before you come to feel that their affliction is an act of malice committed by them against you. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| b3d45ba | Red Fox The red fox crosses the ice intent on none of my business. It's winter and slim pickings. I stand in the bushy cemetery, pretending to watch birds, but really watching the fox who could care less. She pauses on the sheer glare of the pond. She knows I'm there, sniffs me in the wind at her shoulder. If I had a gun or dog or a raw heart, she'd smell it. She didn't get this smart for nothing. She's a lean vixen: I can see the ribs, the.. | burned morning margaret red house fox | Margaret Atwood | |
| df1dc43 | To think that the affairs of this life always remain in the same state is a vain presumption; indeed they all seem to be perpetually changing and moving in a circular course. Spring is followed by summer, summer by autumn, and autumn by winter, which is again followed by spring, and so time continues its everlasting round. But the life of man is ever racing to its end, swifter than time itself, without hope of renewal, unless in the next th.. | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| c97d0cd | for I know I shall be interrupted-- I shall want to be, really, because life is too exciting to sit still for long. | Dodie Smith | ||
| 446bba3 | My hand is very tired but I want to go on writing. I keep resting and thinking. All day I have been two people - the me imprisoned in yesterday and the me out here on the mound; and now there is a third me trying to get in - the me in what is going to happen next. | Dodie Smith | ||
| a799039 | A friend is a loved one who awakens your life in order to free the wild possibilities within you. | John O'Donohue | ||
| 2f8060f | She's probably right on both counts, but there's something dark in her eyes. It's the same shadow I see whenever she stops me. "You're worth fighting for." "I'm not." The way she answers too fast with too much conviction twists my insides. When the three men who should be taking bullets for her stand by and let insults be thrown at her, how can I convince her otherwise?" | take-me-on west | Katie McGarry | |
| f4eeb39 | I convinced myself that everything was going to be okay. This is what happens when you believe in in hope. Karma comes around and destroy it. | karma hope | Katie McGarry | |
| 5f2a84b | If it wasn't for Noah, Echo would need me more... she would still be insecure, she would still be obsessing over the scars on her arms. She possibly wouldn't have recovered her memory of the night she got them. If it wasn't for him, she wouldn't be moving on with her life. Damn him for being a great guy. | Katie McGarry | ||
| b6623f7 | My past told me no, but miracles had occured since Echo entered my life. | Katie McGarry | ||
| e3f3d1e | if you stay still, earth buries you, ready or not. | Annie Dillard | ||
| 4ad74e1 | A young wolfhound must meet his first wolf someday, but if the wolf sees him as a puppy, if he acts the puppy, the wolf will surely kill him. The wolfhound must be a wolfhound in the wolf's eyes even more than in his own, if he is to survive. | Robert Jordan | ||
| f553c08 | On the heights, all paths are paved with daggers. | Robert Jordan | ||
| 9c59836 | You're not asking me to guess the mind of Matrim Cauthon, are you?" Elayne asked. "I'm convinced that Mat only acts simple so that people will let him get away with more." | Robert Jordan | ||
| 95cf2a3 | The devil has made it his business to monopolize on three elements: noise, hurry, crowds. He will not allow quietness. | solitude quiet | Elisabeth Elliot | |
| c6d3307 | Maybe the critics are right. Maybe there's no escaping our great political divide, an endless clash of armies, and any attempts to alter the rules of engagement are futile. Or maybe the trivialization of politics has reached a point of no return, so that most people see it as just one more diversion, a sport, with politicians our paunch-bellied gladiators and those who bother to pay attention just fans on the sidelines: We paint our faces r.. | Barack Obama | ||
| 7f1e37e | Instead of the concrete individual, you have the names of organizations and, at the highest point, the abstract idea of the State as the principle of political reality. The moral responsibility of the individual is then inevitably replaced by the policy of the State (raison d'etat). Instead of moral and mental differentiation of the individual, you have public welfare and the raising of the living standard. The goal and meaning of individua.. | C.G. Jung | ||
| 24c02c6 | It was as if thousands and thousands of little roots and threads of consciousness in him and her had grown together into a tangled mass, till they could crowd no more, and the plant was dying. Now quietly, subtly, she was unravelling the tangle of his consciousness and hers, breaking the threads gently, one by one, with patience and impatience to get clear. | D. H. Lawrence | ||
| 9a53a7e | A fight like this was stunning, revealing not just how much he was on the lookout for enemies, but how she too was unable to abandon argument which escalated into rage. Neither of them would back off, they held bitterly to principles. Can't you tolerate people being different, why is this so important? If this isn't important, nothing is. The air seemed to grow thick with loathing. All over a matter that could never be resolved. They went t.. | fight | Alice Munro | |
| b14e1fc | We all make mistakes, don't we? But if you can't forgive yourself, you'll always be an exile in your own life. | Curtis Sittenfeld | ||
| b0d5024 | I regret how much I believed in the future. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 0a642e5 | Yesterday I wanted to turn inside out. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| cdb12e6 | It's the tragedy of loving, you can't love anything more than something you miss. | Jonathan Safran Foer |