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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| c5f3121 | Pride is holding your head up high when everyone around you has theirs bowed. Courage is what makes you do it. | Bryce Courtenay | ||
| 9171718 | That's the past for you. Not only does it come back at the most unexpected, and inconvenient, times but it's set in stone. | Jeffery Deaver | ||
| 368d52e | Towards thee I roll, thou all-destroying but unconquering whale; to the last I grapple with thee; from hell's heart I stab at thee; for hate's sake I spit my last breath at thee. | Herman Melville | ||
| 70679e0 | He knew what the wind was doing to them, where it was taking them, to all the secret places that were never so secret again in life. | old-age | Ray Bradbury | |
| 0292ea8 | I have something to fight for and live for; that makes me a better killer. I've got what amounts to a religion now. It's learning how to breathe all over again. And how to lie in the sun getting a tan, letting the sun work into you. And how to hear music and how to read a book. What does your civilization offer? | religion fight-for live-for sun | Ray Bradbury | |
| 6cfd9ee | How like a mirror, her face. Impossible; for how many people did you know who refracted your own light to you? People were more often - he searched for a simile, found one in his work - torches, blazing away until they whiffed out. How rarely did other people's faces take of you and throw back to you your own expression, your own innermost trembling thought? | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 722b0df | Extreme torture is mute, and so we sat silent, petrified, like columns of marble buried under the sand of an earthquake. Neither wished to listen to the other because our heart-threads had become weak and even breathing would have broken them. | Kahlil Gibran | ||
| 4e1d0be | n qlb lmr'@ l ytGyr m` lzmn wl ytHwl m` lfSwl, qlb lmr'@ ynz` Twylan wlknh l ymwt, qlb lmr'@ yshbh lbry@ lty ytkhdhh lnsn sH@ lHrwbh wmdhbHh, fhw yqtl` 'shjrh wyHrq '`shbh wylTkh Skhwrh bldm wyGrs trbth bl`Zm wljmjm, wlknh tbq~ hdy'@ skn@ mTmy'n@ wyZl yh lrby` rby`an wlkhryf khryfan l~ nhy@ ldhwr | Kahlil Gibran | ||
| ff2915e | b`d dhlk qnTt. wlys byn `nSr lnfs `nSr 'mr mn lqnwT. lys fy lHy@ shy 'S`b mn 'n yqwl lmr lnfsh "lqd Gulbt." | Khalil Gibran | ||
| 9d95904 | If you defer investing your time and energy until you see that you need to, chances are it will already be too late. | Clayton M. Christensen | ||
| 199e663 | a wife should be always a reasonable and agreeable companion, because she cannot always be young. | Jonathan Swift | ||
| c937489 | This made me reflect, how vain an attempt it is for a man to endeavor to do himself honor among those who are out of all degree of equality or comparison with him. | Jonathan Swift | ||
| 872dfdb | My brain feels like a cool, deep lake. | Douglas Coupland | ||
| dc8c24a | Don't drink too much." "When I can spell out your name in shot glasses, I'll stop." "I'll have to get a shorter name." "I'll have to forget how to spell it." | Richard Kadrey | ||
| c94a348 | playing with the Barbie-size keyboard on my new phone. Phones are like toys now. They fit in your pocket, light up and vibrate like joy buzzers. Plus, you can get-I mean, "access"-the Internet and find anything you want. Music. Maps. Porn. Anything. If cell phones came with a cigarette dispenser, they'd be the greatest stupid invention ever." | Richard Kadrey | ||
| 07f73e6 | The bad thing about nerd stars: they're so high up that it's hard to hear or see unless you exist in space with them. | Krista Ritchie | ||
| 7cf351f | She's my fucking sun, and even though she's set tonight, she means nothing less to me. I love her just as fucking madly. | Krista Ritchie | ||
| 29e2d5a | You don't need to replace me. You can have me, sweetheart." I pant for air. "Say that again." His lips brush my ear, hot breath warming me. "How about I just fucking kiss you?" | Krista Ritchie | ||
| abb1ae4 | I had sex," I blurt out for the second time. All eyes immediately fixate on Connor, who has been very quiet. His phone is gone and his hands are in his pockets. "Yes, it was with me," he answers the non-existent question." | Krista Ritchie | ||
| b849589 | I secretly want to raise my hand and say, introvert in the building! | Krista Ritchie | ||
| 84a6f54 | I mean what they and their hired psychiatrists call delusional systems. Needless to say, 'delusions' are always officially defined. We do not have to worry about questions of real or unreal. They only talk out of expediency. It's the system that matters. How the data arrange themselves inside it. Some are consistent, others fall apart. | Thomas Pynchon | ||
| 5dbbee1 | When I start a new seminar I tell my students that I will undoubtedly contradict myself, and that I will mean both things. But an acceptance of contradiction is no excuse for fuzzy thinking. We do have to use our minds as far as they will take us, yet acknowledge that they cannot take us all the way. | mind imagination wisdom contradiction intellect | Madeleine L'Engle | |
| 9324459 | If our lives are truly "hid with Christ in God," the astounding thing is that this hiddenness is revealed in all that we do and say and write. What we are is going to be visible in our art, no matter how secular (on the surface) the subject may be." | madeleine-l-engle walking-on-water | Madeleine L'Engle | |
| b19b6b1 | Silence fell between them, as tangible as the dark tree shadows that fell across their laps and that now seemed to rest upon them as heavily as though they possessed a measurable weight of their own. | silence quiet | Madeleine L'Engle | |
| fc3df20 | I wanted to wear the mantle and the pearls. I wanted to know the man who painted her like that. | Tracy Chevalier | ||
| 4f90956 | He had the effect on her of a window being thrown open and fresh air and sunlight being let in | lovely | Elizabeth von Arnim | |
| be5e93d | She said there was comfort to be found in the permanence of mathematical truths, in the lack of arbitrariness and the absence of ambiguity. In knowing that the answers may be elusive, but they could be found. They were there, waiting, chalk scribbles away. "Nothing like life, in other words," he said. "There, it's questions with either no answers or messy ones." -- | Khaled Hosseini | ||
| 3961df4 | Though there had been moments of beauty in it, Mariam knew that life for most part has been unkind to her. But as she walked the final twenty paces, she could not help but wish for more of it. | Khaled Hosseini | ||
| ac1bea6 | I have dreams of you too, Mariam jo. I miss you. I miss the sound of your voice, your laughter. I miss reading to you, and all those times we fished together. Do you remember all those times we fished together? You were a good daughter, Mariam jo, and I cannot ever think of you without feeling shame and regret. Regret... When it comes to you, Mariam jo, I have oceans of it. I regret that I did not see you the day you came to Herat. I regret.. | values-in-life regret | Khaled Hosseini | |
| bf8178b | She was the trembler of knees, the spiller of teacups. | Khaled Hosseini | ||
| 7ce24a2 | Must have been quite the culture shock, going there." "Yes it was." Idris doesn't say that the real culture shock has been in coming back." | Khaled Hosseini | ||
| b1b0fa9 | There's only one thing more important... and that is, after you've done what you set out to do, to feel that it's been worth doing. | James Hilton | ||
| 99c84e5 | One marvel of a day he had walked so far that when he returned the moon was high and full and all the world was purple shadow and silver. | nature peacefulness | Frances Hodgson Burnett | |
| 214389b | Love of life is born of the awareness of death, of the dread of it. | Ian Fleming | ||
| 5f46659 | But this time I'm not to blame; I want you to believe that. I simply slipped into those violets. No, I want to be really truthful. I am a little to blame. The sky, you know, was gold, and the ground all blue, and for a moment he looked like some one in a book. | E.M. Forster | ||
| ab563c3 | If you let yourself go I am sure you are sensible. . . . You are inclined to get muddled, if I may judge from last night. Let yourself go. Pull out from the depths those thoughts that you do not understand, and spread them out in the sunlight and know the meaning of them. By understanding George you may learn to understand yourself. | E.M. Forster | ||
| 1372777 | Along with voting, jury duty, and paying taxes, goofing off is one of the central obligations of American citizenship. | Sarah Vowell | ||
| 94fefdf | Desperately, Phoenix attempted to maneuver both tips of the instrument around the bullet. He knew that each move caused Nellie unimaginable pain, but he could not grasp the target. "It's no use," he sobbed. "And my hand is going numb." In a frenzy, Nellie shouted something into the gag, but no one could understand her. "I beg your pardon, child?" queried Alistair. Nellie spat out the rag and rasped, "Get the Kabra chick!" "Natalie?" Fiske e.. | Gordon Korman | ||
| 55507cc | My son, the Holy Church is on the right, but Jesus Christ was always on the left. | Isabel Allende | ||
| 732deb5 | Every human generation has its own illusions with regard to civilization; some believe they are taking part in its upsurge, others that they are witnesses of its extinction. In fact, it always both flames and smolders and is extinguished, according to the place and the angle of view. | generations | Ivo Andrić | |
| 2b782f0 | lktb@ hy tfHS Twyl l'`mq lnfs, rHl@ l~ 'shd khwf lw`y `tm@. | Isabel Allende | ||
| 53f048d | Land is something one should never sell. It is the only thing left when all else is gone. | Isabel Allende | ||
| 21b1c67 | As my Popo used to say, life is a tapestry we weave day by day with threads of different colors, some heavy and dark, others thin and bright, all the threads having their uses. The stupid things I did are already in the tapestry, indelible, but I'm not going to be weighed down by them till I die. What's done is done; I have to look ahead. | people stupidity love moving-forward | Isabel Allende | |
| 39ea431 | She never imagined a scenario in which her love was not returned with the same depth of feeling, for to her it was impossible to believe that a love of such magnitude could have stunned only her. The most elementary logic and justice indicated that somewhere in the city he was suffering the same delicious torment. | Isabel Allende |