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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 2e73750 | Do you really have the ability to control all types of undead?" Magnus asked. "Can you really make a hundred shoes in a single night?" I asked. Magnus smiled. "Wrong kind of fairie." | magnus | Laurell K. Hamilton | |
| ba4eadb | I wasn't crying, my eyes were running. My eyes were running because there were pieces of zombies all over my toys. Jesus. | Laurell K. Hamilton | ||
| da3e647 | There is some comfort in killing that which has hurt you, but it is cold comfort. It'll destroy things inside of you that the original pain wouldn't have harmed. Sometimes it's not a question of whether a piece of your soul is going to go missing, only which piece it's going to be. | Laurell K. Hamilton | ||
| c06d27e | One serial killer sends me a human head in a box, and I get all spooked; Go figure. | skin-trade | Laurell K. Hamilton | |
| cd44c84 | Oh, I'll enjoy myself. I want to make sure you enjoy yourself." "Why?" I said. "If you enjoy yourself, then there's a better chance you'll want to be with me again." | Laurell K. Hamilton | ||
| 0ae5b7a | I smiled at him, as Doyle squeezed my hand and I squeezed back. "Some people are addicted to falling in love, Doctor. Some people love that rush of new emotions, and when that first rush of new love is spent, they move on to the next, thinking the love wasn't real. What I felt in her, and potentially in you, is the love of years. Love that knows that that first rush of freshness isn't the real thing. It's the tip of the iceberg." | meredith-gentry | Laurell K. Hamilton | |
| 9021300 | My right hand was sort of casually near my gun, without looking like I was reaching for my gun. It wasn't easy. Reaching for a gun usually looks like reaching for a gun. No one seemed to notice though. Goody for our side. | Laurell K. Hamilton | ||
| 4eec5cf | You awful hard to kill, Anita.' 'There's a first time, Luther, and that's all it takes. | Laurell K. Hamilton | ||
| 18ee706 | We aren't the good guys, Anita. We're the necessary guys. -Edward | edward vampire | Laurell K. Hamilton | |
| d2c9deb | In real life I do violence, but for psychic stuff I do other things better. | fiction vampire supernatural urban-fantasy | Laurell K. Hamilton | |
| de1e98e | How can we be "free" as conscious agents if everything that we consciously intend is caused by events in our brain that we do not intend and of which we are entirely unaware?" | Sam Harris | ||
| 21e0bdc | lshy lmhm hw 'l nfqd Htrmn l'nfsn . | José Saramago | ||
| 34594a1 | people sometimes mistake their own shortcomings for those of society and want to fix the Cities because they don't know how to fix themselves. | Isaac Asimov | ||
| 3ba1567 | The opposite of esprit d'escalier is the way that life's embarrassments come back to haunt us even after they're long past. I could remember every stupid thing I'd ever said or done, recall them with picture-perfect clarity. Any time I was feeling low, I'd naturally start to remember other times I felt that way, a hit parade of humiliations coming one after another to my mind. | Cory Doctorow | ||
| b143448 | Your dead sleep quietly, at least, Captain, out of reach of sharks" "Yes, sir, of sharks and men." | Jules Verne | ||
| 8995db4 | The cheesecake was smooth and lush, with the personality of a warm and well-to-do uncle who knows a hundred dirty jokes and will die of sexual exertions in the arms of his mistress. | Don DeLillo | ||
| c4ab145 | We need time to lose interest in things. | Don DeLillo | ||
| 51a3970 | You don't want a million answers as much as you want a few forever questions. The questions are diamonds you hold in the light. Study a lifetime and you see different colors from the same jewel. The same questions, asked again, bring you just the answers you need just the minute you need them. | Richard Bach | ||
| a07605d | Happiness is a choice. It is not always an easy one. | Richard Bach | ||
| f57e106 | life every now and then becomes literature...as if life had been made and not happened. | Norman Maclean | ||
| 9248573 | His mouth was hot and hungry, and he kissed the way no man should kiss and still be allowed to run free. | Linda Howard | ||
| aa09fca | Oh, Jesus," he said, wheezing with the effort it took to control himself. He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. "You little innocent. I'm fluent in French, but it isn't my first language." It was plain by the mortified expression in those green eyes that she didn't understand, so he explained. "Baby , if I can still think clearly enough to speak French, then I'm not totally involved in what I'm doing. It may sound pretty , but it doe.. | Linda Howard | ||
| 1109dec | I'm going to go," he said. "All right." He didn't move. Then: "I don't want to." "Do it anyway." He chuckled. "You're a hard woman, Faith Devlin." "Hardy." "I didn't know him. He isn't real to me. Did you love him?" "Yes." But not the way I love you. Never like that." | Linda Howard | ||
| 096b5e2 | I keep meeting all the right people At all the wrong times. | Shel Silverstein | ||
| 693628a | POOR ANGUS Oh what do you do, poor Angus, When hunger makes you cry? "I fix myself an omelet, sir, Of fluffy clouds and sky." Oh what do you wear, poor Angus, When winds blow down the hills? "I sew myself a warm cloak, sir, Of hope and daffodils." Oh who do you love, poor Angus, When Catherine's left the moor? "Ah, then, sir, then's the only time I feel I'm really poor." | poem poor | Shel Silverstein | |
| bdd4fd4 | They weren't moving. Perhaps I was dazzling then with my ineptitude. It had happened before. | MaryJanice Davidson | ||
| 8b4e485 | Tink's a Disney whore' - Jenks | Kim Harrison | ||
| ebfb7e6 | I sighed. "And what am I to you, Al?" "My maid," he said brightly. "Shall we do this?" | Kim Harrison | ||
| 2b1dc8a | I'd never seen a man who could outshop me, but Jenks was a master. | shop | Kim Harrison | |
| 12ddc6a | Do you hurt uncle Kisten', he asked.(...) but Kisten beat me to it. "Only my heart, Audric," he said. "Ms. Rachel is like the sun. See her sparkling there with the wind in her hair and fire in her eyes? You can't catch the sun. You can only feel its touch on your face. And if you get too much of it, it burns you." | Kim Harrison | ||
| 0bf6557 | Jenks, you can fly me up the rest of the way to Trent, and then pow! I give Trent his statue." "Pow, you'll be naked!" Jenks exclaimed. (Rachel and Jenks)" | Kim Harrison | ||
| ac2bf47 | I could sit and watch nature documentaries with Jenks and the kids the rest of the night if I wanted. And trust me, watching a dozen pixies scream as a crocodile chomped on a zebra was something not to be missed. They invariably cheered for the crocodile, not the zebra. | Kim Harrison | ||
| e45073d | The Amoeba?" she asked Aiden. "The gang," he said, tossing his hand to indicate all around. "My people. A large amorphous mass that keeps on changing size, hasn't much apparent use, sometimes makes you sick, and occasionally breaks off into smaller parts that act exactly like the parent." | Annette Curtis Klause | ||
| 26ee9a8 | Vivian, I'd like to give you my heart, but since that might be inconvenient I've brought you someone else's." "Rafe you jerk, this is a sheep's heart." | threat | Annette Curtis Klause | |
| 4170ff9 | In order to be a part of the totalitarian mind-set, it is not necessary to wear a uniform or carry a club or a whip. It is only necessary to wish for your own subjection, and to delight in the subjection of others. | Christopher Hitchens | ||
| 2b9935e | The true essence of a dictatorship is in fact not its regularity but its unpredictability and caprice; those who live under it must never be able to relax, must never be quite sure if they have followed the rules correctly or not. | dictatorship fascism rules | Christopher Hitchens | |
| bed2275 | The principle that the end justifies the means is and remains the only rule of political ethics; anything else is just a vague chatter and melts away between one's fingers. | politics | Arthur Koestler | |
| 2f41d4a | St. Cyril of Jerusalem, in instructing catechumens, wrote: "The dragon sits by the side of the road, watching those who pass. Beware lest he devour you. We go to the Father of Souls, but it is necessary to pass by the dragon." No matter what form the dragon may take, it is of this mysterious passage past him, or into his jaws, that stories of any depth will always be concerned to tell, and this being the case, it requires considerable coura.. | Flannery O'Connor | ||
| 322f7c8 | She was a talker, wasn't she?" Bobby Lee said, sliding down the ditch with a yodel. "She would of been a good woman," The Misfit said, "if it had been somebody there to shoot her every minute of her life." "Some fun!" Bobby Lee said. "Shut up, Bobby Lee," The Misfit said. "It's no real pleasure in life." | Flannery O'Connor | ||
| 93ed7a0 | When you can assume that your audience holds the same beliefs you do, you can relax and use more normal means of talking to it; when you have to assume that it does not, then you have to make your vision apparent by shock -- to the hard of hearing you shout, and for the almost-blind you draw large and startling figures. | literature | Flannery O'Connor | |
| 86fc7f7 | I'm a member and preacher to that church where the blind don't see and the lame don't walk and what's dead stays that way. | faith realism | Flannery O'Connor | |
| 2619ce6 | Tell me the name of your best friend. (Sunshine) Wulf Tryggvason. (Talon) Oh my God, you just answered a question. I think the world may end over it. (Sunshine) | Sherrilyn Kenyon | ||
| d8d2de0 | There are three sides to every story: yours, theirs, and the truth somewhere in the middle. | Sherrilyn Kenyon | ||
| d844abb | I don't like this, Artemis. I'm not a dog to be chained outside your house because you're afraid I'll piss on your rug. (Acheron) | Sherrilyn Kenyon |