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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| cfc9637 | What remains of your past if you didn't allow yourself to feel it when it happened? If you don't have your experiences in the moment, if you gloss them over with jokes or zoom past them, you end up with curiously dispassionate memories. | David Rakoff | ||
| 720585b | I could never kill myself. What if it doesn't work. Then I'll have failed at the only thing that could save me from my failures. Where do you go from there? | Tucker Max | ||
| b1405f9 | Upon your feet you have ten toes, they look just like PO-TA-TOES! | Jeff Smith | ||
| 51e557e | I'm fine right here." All patience, he bent down until his face was close to hers. "What you are is hoping to get drunk enough so that you can take a few punches at someone without worrying about the consequences. With me, you don't have to get drunk, you don't have to worry. You can take all the punches you want." "Why?" "Because you have something sad in your eyes and it gets to me." | roarke | j.d. robb | |
| c32f70b | DeBlass's eyes darted left and right. His breathing grew hard and fast. "My client does not acknowledge ownership of the weapon in question." "Your client's scum." The lawyer puffed up. "Lieutenant Dallas, you're speaking of a United States Senator." "That makes him elected scum." | J.D. Robb | ||
| bf0dd6e | That's a 'Fuck Me' car and you know it." ~ Dallas "Well, yeah. Maybe. But it's got to be fast." ~ Peabody" | J.D. Robb | ||
| 2076286 | Crimson suits you best. | Elizabeth May | ||
| 87ea284 | He opens one bottle and holds it out to me. 'Drink this one.' Inside is a milky blue liquid with what looks like thin slivers of glass floating in it. Surely he doesn't mean for me to drink glass. 'Am I going to regret consuming its contents?' 'No. But I imagine you'll still call me every expletive you can possibly think of.' He presses it into my palm. 'I don't like the sound of that.' I sniff the vial and scrunch up my nose at a sharp tan.. | Elizabeth May | ||
| 93720af | Three words, Ignis aurum probat. "Fire tests gold." The rest of the phrase: ". . . and adversity tests the brave." | Gail Honeyman | ||
| f600145 | Emma, your granddad's on the line," says Artemis, putting her hand over the receiver. "Something about the night bus and he'll never trust you again?" | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| f148923 | Mummy always told me, you should never let a man see your feelings or the contents of your handbag. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 7e4fdaf | Have you ever thought about the grid of Manhattan?' It's like...a metaphor for life. You think you have the freedom to walk anywhere. But in fact... you are strictly controlled. Up or down. Left or right. Nothing in between. No other options.' Life should be like an open space...you should be able to walk in whatever direction you choose. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 62488ce | And then everything went on very quietly for a fortnight, says Dr. Jordan. He is reading aloud from my confession. Yes Sir, it did, I say. More or less quietly. What is everything? How did it go on? I beg your pardon, Sir? What did you do everyday? Oh, the usual, Sir, I say. I performed my duties. You will forgive me, says Dr. Jordan. Of what did those duties consist? I look at him. He is wearing a yellow cravat with small white squares, he.. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| ec2e2ac | She did understand, or at least she understood that she was supposed to understand. She understood, and said nothing about it, and prayed for the power to forgive, and did forgive. But he can't have found living with her forgiveness all that easy. Breakfast in a haze of forgiveness: coffee with forgiveness, porridge with forgiveness, forgiveness on the buttered toast. He would have been helpless against it, for how can you repudiate somethi.. | marriage selflessness | Margaret Atwood | |
| 8661f5e | I guess that's how they were able to do it, in the way they did it, all at once, without anyone knowing beforehand. If there had still been portable money, it would have been more difficult. It was after the catastrophe, when they shot the president and machine-gunned the Congress and the army declared a state of emergency. They blamed it on the Islamic fanatics at the time. I was stunned. Everyone was, I know that. It was hard to believe.. | disenfranchisement coup-d-état dystopia womens-rights | Margaret Atwood | |
| 299413a | The temptation is to stay inside; to subside into the kind of recluse whom neighborhood children regard with derision and little awe; to let the hedges and weeds grow up, to allow the doors to rust shut, to lie on my bed in some gown-shaped garment and let my hair lengthens and spread out over the pillow and my fingernails to sprout into claws, while candle wax drips onto the carpet. But long ago I made a choice between classicism and roman.. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 32cfdf0 | I used to think of my body as an instrument, of pleasure, or a means of transportation, or an implement for the accomplishment of my will. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| a58e2c9 | Happy endings are best achieved by keeping the right doors locked | love happy-endings | Margaret Atwood | |
| 660cfc8 | Amazing how the heart clutches at anything familiar, whimpering Mine!Mine! | Margaret Atwood | ||
| de3a493 | The prospect of his future life stretched before him like a sentence; not a prison sentence but a long-winded sentence with a lot of unnecessary subordinate clauses, as he was soon in the habit of quipping during Happy Hour pickup time at the local campus bars and pubs. He couldn't say he was looking forward to it, this rest-of-his-life. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| ef72975 | Time is not a line but a dimension, like the dimensions of space. If you can bend space you can bend time also, and if you knew enough and could move faster than light you could travel backward in tie and exist in two places at once. | time-travel | Margaret Atwood | |
| 4413f65 | Extreme good, extreme evil: the abilities required are similar. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| f5617db | How old do you have to get before wisdom descends like a plastic bag over your head and you learn to keep your big mouth shut? Maybe never. Maybe you get more frivolous with age. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 2f44dde | I am not mad because I'm a woman... I'm mad because you're an asshole. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| ed27e99 | Americans do seem to say things which make the English notice England. | Dodie Smith | ||
| a075bf8 | It came to me that Hyde Park has never belonged to London - that it has always been , in spirit, a stretch of countryside; and that it links the Londons of all periods together most magically - by remaining forever unchanged at the heart of a ever-changing town. | Dodie Smith | ||
| d5bb827 | surely I could give him--a sort of contentment... That isn't enough to give. Not for the giver. | Dodie Smith | ||
| bea8970 | I have found that sitting in a place where you have never sat before can be inspiring - I wrote my very best poem while sitting on the hen-house. | Dodie Smith | ||
| ef1ca29 | We do not need to operate according to the idea of a predetermined program for our lives. | John O'Donohue | ||
| 730fedf | When you cease to fear your solitude, a new creativity awakens in you. Your forgotten or neglected wealth begins to reveal itself. You come home to yourself and learn to rest within. Thoughts are our inner senses. Infused with silence and solitude, they bring out the mystery of inner landscape. | solitude thoughts self-awareness | John O'Donohue | |
| a53bba3 | Touching Echo felt like home. | Katie McGarry | ||
| d596322 | She threw her arms around my neck and pressed her head into my shoulder. Everything within me stilled. I wrapped my arms around her warmth and softness, closing my eyes to savor the peace Echo's presence brought to me. Life would almost be enjoyable if i could feel this way all the time. I nuzzled the top of her hair with my chin, sending Isaiah a glance of gratidute. Using my arms as chains, i kept Echo locked against me when she pulled .. | Katie McGarry | ||
| bb418fb | The universe had a strange sense of humor. | Katie McGarry | ||
| 5f17815 | This is heartbreaking and consuming and addictive. It's terrifying and peaceful, crazy and serene. It's a million things in one brief moment and it's something I don't understand and never want to live without. | Katie McGarry | ||
| fb9baf8 | It's a shame you know," he called over his shoulder. "What's a shame?" Duncan asked. "That I didn't capture her first." Duncan smiled. "Nay, Edmond, it was a blessing. God's truth, I would have taken her from you." -- | Julie Garwood | ||
| 83bfb38 | Bashere shrugged, grinning brhind his grey-streaked moustaches, "When I first slept in a saddle, Muad Cheade was Marshal-General. The man was as mad as a hare in spring thaw. Twice every day he searched his bodyservant for poison, and he drank nothing but vinegar and water which he claimed was sovereign against the poison the fellow fed him, but he ate everything the man prepared for as long as I knew him. Once he had a grove of oaks choppe.. | madness humor | Robert Jordan | |
| 6457f12 | Christ is sufficient. We do not need "support groups" for each and every separate tribulation. The most widely divergent sorrows may all be taken to the foot of the same old rugged cross and find there cleansing, peace, and joy." | suffering these-strange-ashes elisabeth-elliot the-cross | Elisabeth Elliot | |
| cfb6210 | Every step closer to my soul excites the scornful laughter of my devils, those cowardly ear-whisperers and poison-mixers. | C.G. Jung | ||
| 999ab16 | There was no sense to life, to the structure of things. D.H. Lawrence had known that. You needed love, but not the kind of love most people used and were used up by. Old D.H. had known something. His buddy Huxley was just an intellectual fidget, but what a marvelous one. Better than G.B. Shaw with that hard keel of a mind always scraping bottom, his labored wit finally only a task, a burden on himself, preventing him from really feeling any.. | literature humor | Charles Bukowski | |
| db616b2 | It's just life. You can't beat life. | Alice Munro | ||
| 23d3098 | Guard yourself and your conscience no one else will and know that a bad decision at the right time can destroy you far more surely than any bullet! | James Clavell | ||
| 2578ccb | We have a saying that time has no single measure, that time can be like frost or lightning or a tear or siege or storm or sunset, or even like a rock. | James Clavell | ||
| 0681b66 | Isn't man but a blossom taken by wind, and only the mountains and the sea and the stars and this Land of the Gods real and everlasting? | James Clavell | ||
| 45ad521 | Love is a Christian word, Anjin-san. Love is a Christian thought, a Christian ideal. We have no word for 'love' as I understand you to mean it. Duty, loyalty, honor, respect, desire, those words and thoughts are what we have, all that we need. | James Clavell |