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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| d91b1e9 | End of the day, the quick and the dead are the same. Everyone's just looking for a home. | tohrment lover-reborn | J.R. Ward | |
| 7dafb6e | Dedicated to : You. Man, you had me at Hard-ass, you really did. But then there was your Here's looking at you, kid... Mad love to you. | J.R. Ward | ||
| fe14e38 | That scent she threw off was not anything by Chanel. Unless they'd recently added a Tragedy line. | humor | J.R. Ward | |
| 651fe26 | And I shall take my leave of you now- unless you have plans to shoot me. In which case, I shall take you with me." He lifted up his other hand. In it was a small black handset. " Just so we're clear, the bomb that is wired to the undercarriage of my car will go off if my thumb contracts- which is precisely the kind of autonomic jerk that will occur if you put a bullet in my chest or my back. Oh and mayhap I should mention that the explosion.. | xcor | J.R. Ward | |
| 3c9aafa | For no good reason, he thought of Xhex. Xhex was a thunderstorm made up of hues of black and iron gray, power leashed but no less lethal for its control. Cormia was a sunny day cast in rainbow of brightness. He put his hand over his heart and bowed to her, then left. As he started up for his room, he wondered whether he liked the storm or the sunshine better. | J.R. Ward | ||
| add3e38 | John? As it was dark he whistled a what. You are such a male of worth, you know that. You really are. | J.R. Ward | ||
| a91a873 | With his fantastic mane of multicoloured hair, Phury should have been in Hollywood's league with the ladies, but he'd stuck with his vow of celibacy. There was room for one and only one love in his life, and it had been slowly killing him for years. | phury zsadist | J.R. Ward | |
| 7159d16 | The door to Blay's room opened wide without a knock, a hello, a hey-are-you-decent. Qhuinn stood in between the jambs, breathing hard, like he'd run down the hall of statues. Sh**, had Layla lost the pregnancy after all? Those mismatched eyes searched around. "You by yourself?" Why the hell would-- Oh, Saxton. Right. "Yes--" The male took three strides forward, reached up . . . and kissed the ever-loving crap out of Blay. The kiss was the k.. | J R Ward | ||
| 3f01233 | You're like your ," he whispered. "You make the world go away for me" | J.R. Ward | ||
| 3bc1ebc | Mais, quand d'un passe ancien rien ne subsiste, apres la mort des etres, apres la destruction des choses, seules, plus freles mais plus vivaces, plus immaterielles, plus persistantes, plus fideles, l'odeur et la saveur restent encore longtemps, comme des ames, a se rappeler, a attendre, a esperer, sur la ruine de tout le reste, a porter sans flechir, sur leur gouttelette presque impalpable, l'edifice immense du souvenir. | temps | Marcel Proust | |
| 06441d5 | People don't know when they are happy. They're never so unhappy as they think they are. | unhappiness | Marcel Proust | |
| 3eb8b8c | Now I can rejoice that I knew you, rather than mourn because I lost you. | Arthur C. Clarke | ||
| ad1d36d | So this, thought Jan, with a resignation that lay beyond all sadness, was the end of man. It was an end that no prophet had foreseen - an end that repudiated optimism and pessimism alike. Yet it was fitting: it had the sublime inevitability of a great work of art. Jan had glimpsed the universe in all its immensity, and knew now that it was no place for man. He realized at last how vain, in the ultimate analysis, had been the dream that lure.. | Arthur C. Clarke | ||
| 3d3b95a | Our world requires that decisions be sourced and footnoted, and if we say how we feel, we must also be prepared to elaborate on why we feel that way. I think that approach is a mistake, and if we are to learn to improve the quality of the decisions we make, we need to accept the mysterious nature of our snap judgements. We need to respect the fact that it is possible to know without knowing why we know and accept that -- sometimes -- we're .. | Malcolm Gladwell | ||
| 89ea0cb | Achievement is talent plus preparation. The problem with this view is that the closer psychologists look at the careers of the gifted, the smaller the role innate talent seems to play and the bigger the role preparation seems to play. | Malcolm Gladwell | ||
| 638c065 | extreme visual clarity, tunnel vision, diminished sound, and the sense that time is slowing down. this is how the human body reacts to extreme stress. | Malcolm Gladwell | ||
| f6bbeac | The excessive use of force creates legitimacy problems, and force without legitimacy leads to defiance, not submission. | Malcolm Gladwell | ||
| f8f775f | I may be deemed superstitious, and even egotistical, in regarding this event as a special interposition of divine Providence in my favor. But I should be false to the earlierst sentiments of my soul, if I suppressed the opinion. I prefer to be true to myself, even at the hazard of incurring the ridicule of others, rather than to be false, and incur my own abhorrence. From my earliest recollection, I date the entertainment of a deep convicti.. | slavery | Frederick Douglass | |
| 62775fd | In this abundant earth no doubt Is little room for things worn out: Disdain them, break them, throw them by! And if before the days grew rough | heart my-heart-and-i | Elizabeth Barrett Browning | |
| 66b353f | Only literature could reveal the process of breaking the law - without which the law would have no end - independently of the necessity to create order. | Georges Bataille | ||
| 1dc768c | That discourse one might call the poetry of transgression is also knowledge. He who transgresses not only breaks a rule. He goes somewhere that the others are not; and he knows something the others don't know. | Georges Bataille | ||
| 610cf8b | Breaking up isn't something that gets done to you; its something that happens with you. | John Green | ||
| 44e00a8 | I guess I stay with her because she stays with me. And that's not an easy thing to do. I'm a bad boyfriend. She's a bad girlfriend. We deserve each other. | John Green | ||
| 6c0162d | I guess I had been looking toward the Encouragement above the TV, a drawing of an angel with the caption Without Pain, How Could We Know Joy? (This is an old argument in the field of Thinking About Suffering, and its stupidity and lack of sophistication could be plumbed for centuries, but suffice it to say that the existence of broccoli does not in any way affect the taste of chocolate.) | John Green | ||
| 26864e3 | I mean, if Hardee's is urban, I'm not sure I want to see rural. | John Green | ||
| 7b2e628 | I opened the door. He looked down at my shirt and smiled. "Funny," he said. "Don't call my boobs funny," I answered." | jogn-green tfios | John Green | |
| cbef5e6 | It's hard as hell to hold onto your dignity when the risen sun is too bright in your losing eyes, and that's what I was thinking about as we hunted for bad guys through the ruins of a city that didn't exist. | the-fault-in-our-stars ya | John Green | |
| 195fa72 | It's so easy to get stuck. You just get caught in being something, being special or cool or whatever, to the point where you don't even know why you need it; you just think you do. | John Green | ||
| 3133874 | He liked the idea of coffee quite a lot--a warm drink that gave you energy and had been for centuries associated with sophisticates and intellectuals. But coffee itself tasted to him like caffeinated stomach bile. | John Green | ||
| a05d84c | I brought you a snack," Takumi said, dropping an oatmeal cream pie onto my book. "Very nutritious," I smiled. "You've got your oats. You've got your meal. You've got your cream. It's a fuckin' food pyramid." | humor | John Green | |
| 399ec36 | You and me will read a book and find three interesting things that we remember. But Colin finds everything intriguing. He reads a book about presidents and he remembers more of it because everything he reads clicks in his head as fugging interesting. | John Green | ||
| a53608a | He told me this while ripping through his duffel bag, throwing clothes into drawers with reckless abandon. Chip did not believe in having a sock drawer or a T-shirt drawer. He believed that all drawers were created equal and filled each with whatever fit. My mother would have died. | John Green | ||
| d32a8fe | I have guts, just not when it counts. | guts | John Green | |
| d39e5bd | She's the kind of person who either dies tragically at twenty-seven, like Jimi Hendrix and Janis Joplin, or else grows up to win, like, the first-ever Nobel Prize for Awesome. | John Green | ||
| 73a0d57 | My thoughts are stars I can't fathom into constellations. | John Green | ||
| 10f9f09 | You're funny, and you're smart, and you may show up late, but you always show up eventually. | funny late show-up smart | John Green | |
| d84086c | Maybe life is not about accomplishing some bullshit markers. | wisdom-quote | John Green | |
| a373f22 | On some fundamental level we find it difficult to understand that other people are human beings in the same way that we are. | understanding-others john-green paper-towns | John Green | |
| 3e2e18d | And I wanted to tell him that even though I'd never been in love, I knew what it was like to be a feeling, to be not just surrounded by it but also permeated by it, the way my grandmother talked about God being everywhere. | John Green | ||
| 70e2a18 | I heard you went to Ireland...I haven't seen it in many years. Is it still green then, and beautiful? Wet as a bath sponge and mud to the knees but, aye, it was green enough. | ireland | Diana Gabaldon | |
| 457d7f6 | I'm really not looking to date anyone." I know people often say that when secretly looking for a romantic partner, but I mean it. I definitely felt attracted to some people, and I liked the idea of being with someone, but the actual mechanics of it didn't much suit my talents. Like, parts of typical romantic relationships that made me anxious included 1. Kissing; 2. Having to say the right things to avoid hurt feelings; 3. Saying more wrong.. | John Green | ||
| abfd724 | depression is not a side effect of cancer. Depression is a side effect of dying. | understanding vain | John Green | |
| 3c12a0a | Grief was like a terrible burden, but at least you could lay it down by the side of the road and walk away from it. Antonia had come only a few paces, but already she could turn and look back and not weep. It wasn't anything to do with forgetting. It was just accepting. Nothing was ever so bad once you had accepted it. | grief | Rosamunde Pilcher | |
| d749707 | Let's face it - with a few exceptions, nobody likes anybody. | David Lubar |