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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 7bd69c4 | Time was a film run backward. Suns fled and ten million moons fled after them. | moon sun time | Ray Bradbury | |
| 9402adf | You ask Why to a lot of things and you wind up very unhappy indeed, if you keep at it. The poor girl's better off dead | unhappy | Ray Bradbury | |
| 77ca3a7 | You're peculiar, you're aggravating, yet you're easy to forgive. You say you're seventeen?..How odd. How strange. And my wife thirty and yet you seem so much older at times. I can't get over it. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| a82befc | It baffles me that people think that obliterating the past will save them from its consequences, as if throwing away the empty cake plate would help you lose weight. | consequenses the-past | Timothy B. Tyson | |
| 4f1ec7b | Your friend is your needs answered. He is your field which you sow with love and reap with thanksgiving. And he is your board and your fireside. For you come to him with your hunger, and you seek him for peace. When your friend speaks his mind you fear not the "nay" in your own mind, nor do you withhold the "ay." And when he is silent your heart ceases not to listen to his heart; For without words, in friendship, all thoughts, all desires, .. | Kahlil Gibran | ||
| 01f3a05 | A fox looked at his shadow at sunrise and said, "I will have a camel for lunch today." And all morning he went about looking for camels. But at noon he saw his shadow again-and he said, "A mouse will do." -- | Kahlil Gibran | ||
| 9f4d392 | Books and all forms of writing are terror to those who wish to suppress truth. | equality freedom | Wole Soyinka | |
| 0d4d58a | In your life, there are going to be constant demands for your time and attention. How are you going to decide which of those demands gets resources? The trap many people fall into is to allocate their time to whoever screams loudest, and their talent to whatever offers them the fastest reward. That's a dangerous way to build a strategy. | Clayton M. Christensen | ||
| bc2a67f | Judges... are picked out from the most dextrous lawyers, who are grown old or lazy, and having been biased all their lives against truth or equity, are under such a fatal necessity of favoring fraud, perjury and oppression, that I have known several of them to refuse a large bribe from the side where justice lay, rather than injure the faculty by doing any thing unbecoming their nature in office. | Jonathan Swift | ||
| 0007545 | Cain killed Abel, and the blood cried out from the ground--a story so sad that even God took notice of it. Maybe it was not the sadness of the story, since worse things have happened every minute since that day, but its novelty that He found striking. In the newness of the world God was a young man, and grew indignant over the slightest things. In the newness of the world God had perhaps not Himself realized the ramifications of certain of .. | Marilynne Robinson | ||
| 5ac75be | That is how life goes--we send our children into the wilderness. Some of them on the day they are born, it seems, for all the help we can give them. Some of them seem to be a kind of wilderness unto themselves. But there must be angels there, too, and springs of water. Even that wilderness, the very habitation of jackals, is the Lord's. | Marilynne Robinson | ||
| 1a06e5f | I love the writers of my thousand books. It pleases me to think how astonished old Homer, whoever he was, would be to find his epics on the shelf of such an unimaginable being as myself, in the middle of an unrumored continent. I love the large minority of the writers on my shelves who have struggled with words and thoughts and, by my lights, have lost the struggle. All together they are my community, the creators of the very idea of books,.. | literature poetry reading words writers | Marilynne Robinson | |
| 419775b | I love insult, it's always honest. | Joyce Carol Oates | ||
| 436ac24 | In a family, what isn't spoken is what you listen for. But the noise of a family is to drown it out. | Joyce Carol Oates | ||
| 861ccb0 | The pain is unrelenting, and what makes the condition intolerable is the foreknowledge that no remedy will come- not in a day, an hour, a month, or a minute. If there is mild relief, one knows that it is only temporary; more pain will follow. It is hopelessness even more than pain that crushes the soul. So the decision-making of daily life involves not, as in normal affairs, shifting from one annoying situation to another less annoying- or .. | William Styron | ||
| 8029a6e | Why were we fighting if you had that kind of power?" In unison, every ex-Dark-Hunter and Nick said, "Just because you can doesn't mean you should." "And sometimes things have to go wrong in order to go right," Wulf said. When the other guys looked confused by his solo outburst, he added, "I guess I'm the only one he ever said that one to." -- | Sherrilyn Kenyon | ||
| 8908898 | He's sorry, Chloe. He really is a sweet guy. Don't be a bitch about this. And don't screw it up. Just go over there. Give him a chance and, in no time, you'll forget everything else. And that's exactly why I stayed in my chair. I didn't want to forget everything else, or the next thing I knew, he'd be back on that roof, putting his life in danger. "You don't get to do this," I said finally. "Do what?" He asked the question innocently enough.. | Kelley Armstrong | ||
| 31c3d99 | God, I loved him. I could insist I was okay with just being friends, that I'd find someone else and get over him, but I was fooling myself. There was no getting past this. I loved him, and fifty years from now we could be married to other people, never exchanged so much as a kiss, and I'd still looking into his eyes and know he was the one. He'd always be the one. | savannah | Kelley Armstrong | |
| 3ba77f8 | It reminded me of what Dad said after every snail's crawl home from Albany when snow hit."It's New York, people. It's winter. We get snow. If you aren't prepared to deal with it, move to Miami." | weather winter | Kelley Armstrong | |
| 390afae | Here I had a wonderful man who cared for me and I was screwing around with a self-absorbed, conniving monster who'd betrayed me in the worst possible way. | Kelley Armstrong | ||
| 7f178ae | My past was a private obstacle, not a public excuse. | Kelley Armstrong | ||
| 91e1415 | Sing to me," she said. "That would be valiant, to raise your voice in this dark, lonely place, and it will be useful as well. Sing to me, sing loudly-drown out my dreams, keep me from remembering whatever wants me to remember it. Sing to me, my lord prince, if it please you. It may not seem a hero's task, but I would be glad of it." | hero sing | Peter S. Beagle | |
| 91a4c1b | but the enchantment of error that you put on me I must wear forever in your eyes. | Peter S. Beagle | ||
| de2cacc | If the Good Lord made a mistake in us people it was in making us want to live when we've got the least excuse for it. | Jim Thompson | ||
| 5fcd5c3 | Then he laughed and she laughed. And quivering with the movement of the train, the dead man seemed to laugh too. | Jim Thompson | ||
| 3ae4a20 | What's one more meaningless act of violence on that zoo of a planet? It would be appropriate. When in Rome; burn it. | Iain M. Banks | ||
| 0a44dfd | Look on the happy side, think of the good things. Hadn't it been clever? Yes, it had. | Iain M. Banks | ||
| ed69d0d | But it was pointless, it was stupid; he thought about thoughtless things. If I were a seabird . . . but how could you be a seabird? If you were a seabird your brain would be tiny and stupid and you would love half-rotted fish guts and tweaking the eyes out of little grazing animals; you would know no poetry and you could never appreciate flying as fully as the human on the ground yearning to be you. If you wanted to be a seabird you deserve.. | Iain M. Banks | ||
| 91a4861 | All of it dust now, all of their precious humanoid civilization ground to junk under glaciers or weathered away by wind and spray and rain and frozen ice - all of it. Only this pathetic maze-tomb left. So much for their humanity, or whatever they chose to call it, thought Unaha-Closp. Only their machines remained. But would any of the others learn? Would they see this for what it was, this frozen rockball? Would they, indeed! | Iain M. Banks | ||
| 3e596a0 | I sucked that smoke in and made it part of me, joined mystically with the universe right at that point, said Yes to drugs forever just by the unique hit I got from that one packet of fags Andy liberated from his dad. It was a revelation, an epiphany; a sudden realisation that it was possible for matter - something there in front of you, in your hand, in your lungs, in your pocket - to take your brain apart and reassemble it in ways you hadn.. | Iain M. Banks | ||
| e36ae68 | It never ceased to amaze him how quickly a small child's face could turn from peach to beetroot. | Iain M. Banks | ||
| 1fd8fc9 | Kryptonite doesn't bother me, either. | superhero-reference | stephenie meyer | |
| ba68ba0 | Can't you just thank me and get over it?" "Thank you." I waited, fuming and expectant. "You're not going to let it go, are you?" "No." "In that case . . . I hope you enjoy disappointment." We scowled at each other in silence. I was the first to speak, trying to keep myself focused. I was in danger of being distracted by his livid, glorious face. It was like trying to stare down a destroying angel. "Why did you even bother?" I asked frigidly.. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| d250346 | Laughter was like a fresh breeze - it cleaned its way through the body making everything feel good. Did other species have such a simple healer? | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| b6806f7 | Try not to trip," she added. "We don't have time for a concussion today." I groaned. That would be just like me - ruin everything, destroy the world, in a moment of klutziness." | bella-swan funny new-moon twilight-saga | Stephenie Meyer | |
| 04126a8 | Try not to get caught up in antiquated gender roles. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| 882ae00 | This isn't about them. This is about Bella. She has never been the one for you, she had never chosen you, but you continue to destroy your life for her! | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| 282fea9 | Damn it! This chick runs with vampires! | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| 24cc94c | I have to step out for a second. Don't do anything funny while I'm gone. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| 6df9134 | Isabella Swan? I promise to love you forever - every single day of forever. Will you marry me? | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| e62e62f | When he left, you spent all your energy holding on to him. You could be happy if you let go. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| 2b4eb8d | That's certainly a problem. But that's not what I was thinking of. It's just that you are so soft, so fragile. I have to mind my actions every moment that we're together so that I don't hurt you. I could kill you quite easily, Bella, simply by accident." His voice had become just a soft murmur. He moved his icy palm to rest it against my cheek. "If I was too hasty... if for one second I wasn't paying enough attention, I could reach out, mea.. | romance twilight | Stephenie Meyer | |
| 7d1f4d2 | How did people do this - swallow all their fears and trust someone else so implicitly with every imperfection and fear they had... | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| 5e7f3c7 | This was why I was here. This was why I would take whatever reception waited for me when I got back. Because, underneath all the anger and the sarcasm, Jacob was in pain. Right now, it was very clear in his eyes. I didn't know how to help him, but I knew I had to try. It was more than that I owed him. It was because his pain hurt me, too. Jacob had become a part of me, and there was no changing that now. | Stephenie Meyer |