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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 17eafde | Rolfe unlocked the door, muttering, "This had better be worth my time," and stalked into the awaiting dimness beyond. Then stopped dead. Even in the watery light, Dorian could perfectly see the woman sitting at Rolfe's desk, her black clothes dirty, weapons gleaming, and her feet propped on the dark wooden surface. Aelin Galathynius, her hands laced behind her head, grinned at them all and said, "I like this office far better thank your old.. | dorian-havilliard rolfe sass | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 74e3067 | There you are. I've been looking for you. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 29c381b | Rhys said, "We will walk onto that field and only accept Death when it comes to haul us away to the Otherworld. We will fight for life, for survival, for our futures. But if it is decided by that tapestry of Fate or the Cauldron or the Mother that we do not walk off that field today ..." His chin lifted. "The great joy and honor of my life has been to know you. To call you my family. And I am grateful--more than I can possibly say--that I w.. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 09b6545 | I couldn't get out; I couldn't get out; I couldn't get out. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 881330c | Is that ... chocolate cake?" "I thought you might need some." "Need, not want?" A ghost of a smile was on her lips, and he almost sagged in relief as he said, "For you, I'd say that chocolate cake is most definitely a need." She crossed from the fireplace to where he stood, stopping a hand's breadth away and staring up at him. Some of the color had returned to her face. He should step back, put more distance between them. But instead, he fo.. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 4341ef2 | He studied the warehouse door. "I wouldn't put it past Lorcan to return the favor you dealt him tonight. He forgets and forgives even less easily than you do. Especially when someone threatens to cut off his manhood." "At least I said it would be a big mistake," she said with a fiendish grin. "I was tempted to say 'little.'" Rowan laughed, his eyes dancing. "Then you definitely would have been dead." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| d5a83af | You forgot to say 'please. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 0058e34 | Dorian said, "So here we are." "The end of the road," Aelin said with a half smile. "No," Chaol said, his own smile faint, tentative. "The beginning of the next." -- | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 58f1cc0 | She opened her eyes and found him watching her, his face a mixture of pride and wonder and such open affection that she could see that far-off land where they'd find a home, see that future that awaited them, and that glimmer of hope promised happiness she'd never considered or dared yearn for. | sam-cortland the-assassin-and-the-empire | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 404d26e | I want to share this bed with you, though," I breathed. "I want you to hold me." Stars flickered to life in his eyes. "Always," he promised, kissing my brow, his wings now enveloping me completely. "Always." | a-court-of-wings-and-ruin acotar acowar feyre rhys rhysand | Sarah J. Maas | |
| a4107c0 | Maybe teach the others who were like me: broken in places and trying to fight it - trying to learn who they were around the dark and pain. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| edecd50 | Daggers and blades, quivers and bows. I scratched my head at the heavy, wicked-looking mace that Rhys had somehow dumped beside the desk without my noticing. I didn't even want to know. Though I had no doubt Cassian was somehow behind it. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| c69bfba | Lysandra's smile grew. "I like your fangs," she said sweetly. Aelin choked on her grape. Of course Lysandra did. Rowan gave a little grin that usually sent Aelin running. "Are you studying them so you can replicate them when you take my form, shape-shifter?" Aelin's fork froze in midair. "Bullshit," Aedion said." | aelin-ashryver-galathynius lysandra rowan-whitethorn | Sarah J. Maas | |
| ed3b793 | the poems to come are for you and for me and are not for mostpeople... you and i are human beings; mostpeople are snobs. | E.E. Cummings | ||
| e6a5e79 | You'll come back To me . . . It's written in the stars, you see, you'll come back. You'll come back, it's a fact that I am strong because I do believe in you. | Umberto Eco | ||
| f1f9f71 | There, Master Niketas,' Baudolino said, 'when I was not prey to the temptations of this world, I devoted my nights to imagining other worlds. A bit with the help of wine, and a bit with that of the green honey. There is nothing better than imagining other worlds,' he said, 'to forget the painful one we live in. At least so I thought then. I hadn't yet realized that, imagining other worlds, you end up changing this one. | Umberto Eco | ||
| a3263ca | A monk should surely love his books with humility, wishing their good and not the glory of his own curiosity; but what the temptation of adultery is for laymen and the yearning for riches is for secular ecclesiastics, the seduction of knowledge is for monks. | curiosity knowledge seduction vice | Umberto Eco | |
| 527104c | It was awkward, revisiting a world you have never seen before: like coming home, after a long journey, to someone else's house. | Umberto Eco | ||
| 9d0d4c8 | Why would you want to go up there, when people are dying to get down here? | puns | Tim Burton | |
| 08db566 | In the recurring dream everything has already fallen down, and I'm underneath. I'm crawling, sometimes for days, under the rubble. And as I crawl I realize that this one was the Big One. It was the earthquake that shook the whole world, and every single thing was destroyed. But this isn't the scary part. That part always comes right before I wake up. I am crawling and then suddenly I remember: the earthquake happened years ago. This pain, t.. | life | Miranda July | |
| 68267fd | Where's Quinn?' "He went around the other side." Connor replied. Stealth mode." A war whoop and a mocking laugh belied that comment. Hunter sighed. 'He's across the street, being a lunatic, you mean.' "That's stealth mode for him." | funny hunter lunatic quinn stealth-mode | Alyxandra Harvey | |
| 67dacac | I tried not to look as if I was hiding a handsome young lad under the mattress. | Alyxandra Harvey | ||
| e78f8e1 | It's weird, isn't it?" "What is?" "Treaties and all that. It's like we woke up one morning and we weren't supposed to be enemies anymore. It'll take some getting used to." "True," I said. "I think it's really cool though." "Unfortunately, not everyone agrees." I thought of my grandfather and what he would do if he could see me now. "I know. But it's worth protecting." "Yes," he said, and something about the way he was looking at me made me .. | quinn | Alyxandra Harvey | |
| ba21c20 | It's hard to feel attracted to someone who has abandoned her sense of autonomy. | Esther Perel | ||
| 4bf9347 | Everyone should cultivate a secret garden. | Esther Perel | ||
| 68e5b46 | It does not do to neglect the gods of a place, whoever they may be. In the end, they are all one. | Mary Stewart | ||
| b09cdc4 | Shane padded back to the couch and flopped, sucking on his own can of soda. Eve shot him an exasperated look. "Yeah, man, thanks for bringing me one, too." The raccoon eye make-up exaggerated her eye roll. "Dork." "Didn't know if you wanted zombie dirt sprinkled on it or anything. If you're eating this week." | Rachel Caine | ||
| e79dec6 | Myrnin was silent for a beat, and then he said, "Bob would be very disappointed in you." "Bob the spider?" "He looks at you like a mother, you know. I'm surprised at your lack of work ethic. Think of the example you set for--" | Rachel Caine | ||
| e491125 | Stop being so..." "Charming?Attractive?Irresistible? "I'm going with arrogant." | morganville-vampires shane-collings | rachel caine | |
| 3eeeca2 | I - talked to her. She understands. She won't do anything stupid." He didn't look at Claire when he said that, and she wondered what kind of talking that might have been. Her mother had always said, when in doubt, ask. "Was it the kind of talk where you gave her something to live for? Like maybe, um, you?" "Did I - what the hell are you talking about?" "I just thought maybe you and her-" "Claire, Jesus!" Michael said. She'd actually made hi.. | Rachel Caine | ||
| 83d590d | Ysandre has destroyed more lives than you can begin to imagine, starting with her own.'' Myrnin's eyes were dark and very, very serious. ''If she wants Shane, let her have him. She'll be done with him soon enough. Amelie won't allow her to kill him.'' ''I think she wants other things,'' Claire said. ''Ah. Sexual, then. Or some version of it. Ysandre has always been a bit--odd.'' ''How do I stop her?'' Myrnin slowly shook his head. ''I'm sor.. | Rachel Caine | ||
| cca6ccf | Well," Naomi said cheerfully, "what's the worst that can happen?" They were silent, considering that, because there were just so many possibilities. But in the end, it was a better idea than Facebook." | morganville-vampires naomi vampire | Rachel Caine | |
| 790798c | Myrnin was silent for a beat, and then he said, "Bob would be very disappointed in you." | morganville | Rachel Caine | |
| 0913af8 | At my glummest, I sometimes think women get to chose- between being punished for being unsubjugated and the continual punishment of subjugation. | modern-society subjugation | Rebecca Solnit | |
| 6dddf56 | Solitude in the city is about the lack of other people or rather their distance beyond a door or wall, but in remote places it isn't an absence but the presence of something else, a kind of humming silence in which solitude seems as natural to your species as to any other, words strange rocks you may or may not turn over. | Rebecca Solnit | ||
| fd1d514 | Musing takes place in a kind of meadowlands of the imagination, a part of the imagination that has not yet been plowed, developed, or put to any immediately practical use...time spent there is not work time, yet without that time the mind becomes sterile, dull, domesticated. The fight for free space -- for wilderness and public space -- must be accompanied by a fight for free time to spend wandering in that space. | Rebecca Solnit | ||
| 7e0151b | Reading these stories, it's tempting to think that the arts to be learned are those of tracking, hunting, navigating, skills of survival and escape. Even in the everyday world of the present, an anxiety to survive manifests itself in cars and clothes for far more rugged occasions than those at hand, as though to express some sense of the toughness of things and of readiness to face them. But the real difficulties, the real arts of survival,.. | Rebecca Solnit | ||
| 391698a | there's a reason regular people don't appear on TV: we're boring. | David Sedaris | ||
| b5947f7 | When her muzzle grew more white than brown, the chipmunk forgot that she and the squirrel had had nothing to talk about. She forgot the definition of "jazz" as well and came to think of it as every beautiful thing she had ever failed to appreciate: the taste of warm rain; the smell of a baby; the din of a swollen river, rushing past her tree and onward to infinity." | infinity jazz love | David Sedaris | |
| 2c9e6f0 | The tale of someone's life begins before they are born. | Michael Wood | ||
| 8c74a3f | I am officially Jewish, but I'm Jewish in the same way the Olive Garden is an Italian restaurant. | A.J. Jacobs | ||
| 2237c39 | But after all, the villains are the salt in the soup of a story. | Cornelia Funke | ||
| b748b5a | The night belongs to beasts of prey, and always has. It's easy to forget that when you're indoors, protected by light and solid walls. | darkness light prey | Cornelia Funke | |
| 5518f7a | Your mind makes out the orange by seeing it, hearing it, touching it, smelling it, tasting it and thinking about it but without this mind, you call it, the orange would not be seen or heard or smelled or tasted or even mentally noticed, it's actually, that orange, depending on your mind to exist! Don't you see that? By itself it's a no-thing, it's really mental, it's seen only of your mind. In other words it's empty and awake. | Jack Kerouac |