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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| db55180 | Why do you lie" I ask her. "To block the truth." Fair enough. Naomi goes on. "Where did we get it in our heads that we need truth all the time? Sometimes lies are nice, you know? You don't have to know the truth all the time. It's too exhausting." | Rachel Cohn David Levithan | ||
| 405d505 | It broke the spell. It's not that I stopped being happy. I was still inexplicably, utterly happy. But suddenly the happiness had implications. | Rachel Cohn | ||
| 1e2d0d8 | Holy shit." Rehv shook his head and muttered, "Now we know what the zombie apocalypse looks like." | J.R. Ward | ||
| 4d7b455 | Devina] "You know, Adrian, you ever get bored with being a Goody Two-shoes, you could come over to my side." "Because you have cookies, right." Those black eyes returned to his own. "And so much more." "Well, I'm on a diet. Sorry--but thanks for the invite." | J.R. Ward | ||
| 71473b3 | What's doing? | J.R. Ward | ||
| e2e9efb | They are as empty without a young as we are empty without them | J.R. Ward | ||
| 1d84c63 | There was a heavy, dark pause of vast significance. Which Jim broke by flashing his hands and belting out, "Booga-wooga!" At least Eddie laughed. Adrian flipped Jim the bird and headed to the fridge for another beer." | covet eddie jim | J.R. Ward | |
| 723d8f9 | John's tattoo..Goddamn..He'd done it as a memorial to her-putting her name in his skin so she'd be with him always. After all, there was nothing more permanent than that-hell, that was why in the mating ceremony males got their backs carved up: Rings could get lost. | J.R. Ward | ||
| c38ab0f | Your name. My back. I can't fucking wait." Jane whistled under her breath. "Do I get to do it " He barked a laugh. "No " "Come on. I'm a surgeon I'm good with knives." "My brothers will do it--well actually I guess you could do a letter too. Mmm that gets me hard." He kissed her. "Man you are so my kind of girl." "Do I have to get cut " "Hell no. It's done on the males so everyone knows who we belong to." "Belo.. | J R Ward | ||
| cf6509f | And mortal terror in a female was Z's favorite turn-on. He got off on it like most males favored crap from Victoria's Secret. | turn-on vampire vampires victoria-s-secret zsadist | J.R. Ward | |
| e6cef44 | Still, it would have been great, just once, to have a man stare at her with total adoration. To have him be... enthralled. Yes, that was the word. She would have loved for a man to be enthralled by her. | J.R. Ward | ||
| 49c0058 | What the f*ck do you want from me?" He had to laugh. "Please. If I were running this show, you'd have had her back down here months ago and I'd be long f*cking gone." Tohr laughed a little in surprise. "Aw, come on, my man," Lassiter muttered. "I don't want to screw you. You're too flat chested, for one thing--I'm a boob man. And for another, you're a good guy. You deserve better than this." Now Tohr looked downright shocked." | J.R. Ward | ||
| 7eb5f8d | Hello, Doctor. It's your man. | J.R. Ward | ||
| 45d0106 | Word of advice. These have a kick, so don't suck too hard--" Holy hypoxia, Batman." | john | J.R. Ward | |
| d2948cc | Bye-bye, Elan. P.S., Next time you implicate someone falsely, try to pick a pacifist. | J.R. Ward | ||
| e3ed872 | I'm losing air over here, you know," Lassiter bitched. "My inflatable is deflating." V cursed. "That's because it doesn't want to be around you any more than we do." | J.R. Ward | ||
| 646ddfa | I love you. It was the tie that bound, even across the divides of death and time. | J.R. Ward | ||
| aebb1ce | I loved her [Gilberte]; I was sorry not to have had the time and the inspiration to insult her, to hurt her, to force her to keep some memory of me. I thought her so beautiful that I should have liked to be able to retrace my steps so as to shake my fist at her and shout, "I think you're hideous, grotesque; how I loathe you!"_" | love unrequited-love | Marcel Proust | |
| 21e293a | The time which we have at our disposal every day is elastic; the passions that we feel expand it, those that we inspire contract it; and habit fills up what remains. | passions time | Marcel Proust | |
| 7e4f181 | The entire principle of a blind taste test was ridiculous. They shouldn't have cared so much that they were losing blind taste tests with old Coke, and we shouldn't at all be surprised that Pepsi's dominance in blind taste tests never translated to much in the real world. Why not? Because in the real world, no one ever drinks Coca-Cola blind. | reality taste-test thin-slicing | Malcolm Gladwell | |
| b5b334a | A man may be accused of cowardice for fleeing away from all manner of physical dangers but when things supernatural, insubstantial and inexplicable threaten not only his safety and well-being but his sanity, his innermost soul, then retreat is not a sign of weakness but the most prudent course. | Susan Hill | ||
| da87581 | The road to the kingdom of childhood, governed by ingenuousness and innocence, is thus regained in the horror of atonement. The purity of love is regained in its intimate truth which, as I said, is that of death. Death and the instant of divine intoxication merge when they both oppose those intentions of Good which are based on rational calculation. And death indicates the instant which, in so far as it is instantaneous, renounces the calcu.. | Georges Bataille | ||
| a8e191b | Esa es la cosa sobre el dolor --dijo Augustus, y luego me miro--. Demanda ser sentido. | John Green | ||
| 2a63089 | He smirked. "You're an incorrect concept." "I know. That's why I'm being taken out of the rotation." | John Green | ||
| 65d7608 | You're so busy being you that you have no idea how utterly unprecedented you are. | John Green | ||
| bc542a4 | I'm sorry," she says. I wheel around. "You know, you're a total know-it-all. And it's incredibly rude sometimes; I mean, you're not perfect either, and you act like it's my fault but it's not my fault for being quiet or your fault for being a know-it-all. It's not your problem or my problem; it's their problem. They're the demented ones, not us, so don't take it out on me, because the only thing that holds things together for me is having s.. | John Green | ||
| 731fd4f | Llegara un tiempo, cuando todos nosotros estemos muertos. Todos nosotros. Llegara un tiempo cuando no quedaran mas seres humanos para recordar que alguna vez existimos o que nuestra especie alguna vez hizo algo. No habra nadie que quede para recordar a Aristoteles o a Cleopatra, por no hablar de ti. Todo lo que hicimos, construimos, escribimos, pensamos y descubrimos sera olvidado y todo esto habra sido inutil. Quizas ese tiempo venga pront.. | John Green | ||
| d1ea95e | And yet still I worried. I like being a person. I wanted to keep at it. Worry is yet another side effect of dying. | side-effects the-fault-in-our-stars worry | John Green | |
| 1597531 | Light is important to us humans. It influences our moods, our perceptions, our energy levels. A face glimpsed among trees, dappled by the shadows and the green-tinged light reflected from the forest, will seem quite different to the same face seen on a beach in hard, dry, sunlight, or in a darkening room at twilight, with the shadows of a venetian blind striped across it like a convict's uniform. | John Marsden | ||
| b09568b | How are the eyes?" "Oh, excellent," he said. "I mean, they're not in my head is the only problem." "Awesome, yeah," Gus said. "Not to one-up you or anything, but my body is made out of cancer." "So I heard," Isaac said, trying not to let it get to him. He fumbled toward Gus's hand and found only his thigh. "I'm taken," Gus said." | John Green | ||
| 67e6208 | Our infinity is bigger than other infinities. | John Green | ||
| 52fd73a | Sunlight feels warm and rough against your skin like a kiss on the cheek from your dad. | John Green | ||
| c28ec8e | After I finished, there was quite a long period of silence as I watched a smile spread all the way across Augustus's face--not the little crooked smile of the boy trying to be sexy while he stared at me, but his real smile, too big for his face. "Goddamn," Augustus said quietly. "Aren't you something else." | hazel-grace | John Green | |
| 7239987 | She never liked me much, but she sure loved me | John Green | ||
| 876d4da | And even though he felt pitiful and ridiculous, he didn't want it to end, because he knew the absence of her would hurt more than any breakup ever could. | john-green | John Green | |
| d90e215 | No puedes elegir si van a hacerte dano en este mundo, pero si eliges quien te lo hace. Me gustan mis elecciones. Y espero que a ella le gusten las suyas. | John Green | ||
| 49dfa98 | someday no one will remember that she ever existed, i wrote in my notebook, and then, or that i did. because memories fall apart, too. and then you're left with nothing, left not even with a ghost but with its shadow. | John Green | ||
| 4a0c847 | She'd obviously read the book many times before, and so she read flawlessly and confidently, and I could hear her smile in the reading of it, and the sound of that smile made me think that maybe I would like novels better if Alaska Young read them to me. | i-would-like-novels-better john-green looking-for-alaska novels smile | John Green | |
| d1d015a | I think the future deserves our faith. | John Green | ||
| 8bb65bd | You can't control it, that's the thing," I said. "Life is not something you wield, you know?" | John Green | ||
| db87fd7 | The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars / But in ourselves." Easy enough to say when you're a Roman nobleman (or Shakespeare!), but there is no shortage of fault to be found amid our stars." | augustus-waters destiny strength | John Green | |
| 8c3dc83 | Lacey shrugged bashfully. "Do you think I'm superficial?" "Well, yeah." I thought of myself standing outside Becca's bedroom, hoping she'd take her shirt off. "But so am I," I added. "So is everyone." | John Green | ||
| ed535cb | Colin emphatically pushed the book cover shut when he finished reading. "Did you like it?" His dad asked. "Yup," Colin said. He liked all books, because he liked the mere act of reading, the magic of turning scratches on a page into words inside his head." | John Green | ||
| a950e5f | Oh, no me importaria, Grace Hazel. Seria un privilegio para mi tener el corazon roto por ti. | John Green |