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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 3791635 | Please come to me, Cat, because there's no surviving you. You don't have to love me back. You don't have to be mine. Just let me be yours. | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| d0d1e29 | Matthew wanted hours, days, weeks alone with her... he wanted all her thoughts and smiles and secrets. The freedom to lay his soul bare before her. | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| 8e05c97 | One can't help but marvel at the variety of ways that women had devised to make us look like flaming idiots. | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| 5452498 | For God's sake, Marks, do you think anyone really wants a glance at those dried-up matchsticks you call legs? | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| 6f21bb5 | That was my fault," Helen said hastily. "I went uninvited to the store yesterday and demanded to see Mr. Winterborne. I told him that I still wanted to marry him, and I made him exchange my ring for a new one, and then I-I had my way with him." She paused, realizing how that sounded. "Not in the store, of course." Straight-faced, Kathleen said, "Dear me. I hope he didn't put up a struggle." | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| 6a8f0e2 | Very well," Beatrix said reluctantly. "But I warn you, they may be resistant to the match." "I'm resistant to the match," Christopher informed her. "At least we'll have that in common." | humor proposal | Lisa Kleypas | |
| e8ff4af | Believe me, when my 'personal endowments' are being discussed, I always pay attention." ~ Cam Rohan" | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| d3d8a88 | But it was too late now. A lifetime too late. A million wishes too late. | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| dc20dd3 | Kiss me," she said urgently. Sam's eyes flickered with mild surprise. "Right now?" "Yes." "What kind of kiss?" "What do you mean, what kind of kiss? Just a regular kiss." "A friendly kiss, or a romantic kiss? Are we supposed to be going out together, or--" "Oh, " she exclaimed, and pulled his head down to hers." | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| 6863bde | My peer would have to be dark-haired and handsome, a wonderful dancer... and he would never ask permission before he kissed me." -Lillian Bowman" | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| e8dbd47 | there was no more safety to be found in love than there was to be found in a virus. | John Irving | ||
| b7a7d15 | And Father said, "There are no happy endings." "Right!" cried Iowa Bob - an odd mixture of exuberance and stoicism in his cracked voice. "Death is horrible, final, and frequently premature," Coach Bob declared. "So what?" my father said. "Right!" cried Iowa Bob. "That's the point: So what?" Thus the family maxim was that an unhappy ending did not undermine a rich and energetic life. This was based on the belief that there were no happy endi.. | John Irving | ||
| 98bc435 | Lilly was not crazy. She left a serious suicide note. 'Sorry,' said the note. 'Just not big enough. | John Irving | ||
| e52fc68 | so my grandmother was not without humanity. and if she wore cocktail dresses when she labored in the garden, they were cocktail dresses she no longer intended to wear to cocktail parties. even in her rose garden she did not want to appear underdressed. if the dresses got too dirty from gardening, she threw them out. when my mother suggested to her that she might have them cleaned, my grandmother said, "what? and have those people at the cle.. | John Irving | ||
| d278797 | Is it a democratic society that condemns people to the accident of conception? What are we-monkeys? If you expect people to be responsible for their children, you have to give them the right to choose whether or not to have children. What are you people thinking of? You're not only crazy! You're ogres! | John Irving | ||
| ca49f46 | A person comes into the world with a fist-and a grasp. Yes, we are built to fight one another, but also to embrace. How cleverly we are created. | Rachel Simon | ||
| 72043fb | Wrong arm, dear. | Megan Whalen Turner | ||
| 82a3d93 | Thank you, thief." "You're welcome, my queen." | Megan Whalen Turner | ||
| 3380a16 | People do not love those whose eyes show that they are somewhere else | Peter Carey | ||
| 3cdde99 | Fate, at first so amenable, so reasonable, so open to negotiation, ends up by exacting a cruel revenge for happiness. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| 05fcef2 | It doesn't matter if I'm only to be gone four days, as in this case; I take six months' supply of reading material everywhere. Anyone who needs further explication of this eccentricity can find it usefully set out in the first pages of W. Somerset Maugham's story "The Book-Bag." | bibliomania travel | Robin McKinley | |
| 0ddea77 | It is pleasure that lurks in the practice of every one of your virtues. Man performs actions because they are good for him, and when they are good for other people as well they are thought virtuous: if he finds pleasure in helping others he is benevolent; if he finds pleasure in working for society he is public-spirited; but it is for your private pleasure that you give twopence to a beggar as much as it is for my private pleasure that I dr.. | ethics morality selfishness | W. Somerset Maugham | |
| ede928e | He exulted in the possession of himself once more; he realized how much of the delight of the world he had lost when he was absorbed in that madness which they called love; he had had enough of it; he did not want to be in love anymore if love was that. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| 213c1ff | In business sharp practice sometimes succeeds, but in art honesty is not only the best but the only policy. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| 3a90f18 | How does paying people more money make you more money? It works like this. The more you pay your workers, the more they spend. Remember, they're not just your workers- they're your consumers, too. The more they spend their extra cash on your products, the more your profits go up. Also, when employees have enough money that they don't have to live in constant fear of bankruptcy, they're able to focus more on their work- and be more productiv.. | moore | Michael Moore | |
| be32a69 | Looking after children can be a subtle way of giving up... They become the whole ones, the well ones, the postponement of happiness, the ones who won't drink too much, give up, get divorced, become mentally ill. The part of oneself that's fighting against decay and depression is transferred to guarding them from decay and depression. In the meantime one decays and gets depressed. | Edward St. Aubyn | ||
| a33431c | For whatever the future holds, one thing is certain... It just won't be the same. | Alan Moore | ||
| 8be22e3 | My dear, beautiful and imaginative things can be destroyed. Beauty and imagination cannot. | Alan Moore | ||
| 0d8c96e | Remember? Ohh, I wouldn't do that! Remembering's dangerous. I find the past such a worrying, anxious place. "The past tense", I supposed you'd call it. Ha ha ha." | Alan Moore | ||
| cfc0503 | When you are young, you think that the old lament the deterioration of life because this makes it easier for them to die without regret. When you are old, you become impatient with the way in which the young applaud the most insignificant improvements ... while remaining heedless of the world's barbarism. I don't say things have got worse; I merely say the young wouldn't notice if they had. The old times were good because then we were young.. | past | Julian Barnes | |
| c72f501 | The next day, when I was sober, I thought again about the three of us, and about time's many paradoxes. For instance: that when we are young and sensitive, we are also at our most hurtful; whereas when the blood begins to slow, when we feel less sharply, when we are more armoured and have learnt how to bear hurt, we tread more carefully. | Julian Barnes | ||
| f5e0485 | Love is a word we use for the desire to fornicate so that we seem more refined than farm animals." ~Lucian Balfour" | Suzanne Enoch | ||
| 9a98fca | The apples stewed with prunes are excellent, except for the prunes, I won't eat prunes myself. Well, there was one time when Hobb chopped them up with chesnuts and carrots and hid them in a hen. Never trust a cook, my lord. They'll prune you when you least expect it. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| a64b9b4 | Something about the howling of a wolf took a man right out of his here and now and left him in a dark forest of the mind, running naked before the pack. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 1a8aaa8 | When you find yourself in bed with an ugly woman, the best thing to do is close your eyes and get on with it | George R.R. Martin | ||
| b1d0afa | The day my father came to claim me, my mother did not wish for me to go. 'She is a girl,' she said, 'and I do not think that she is yours. I had a thousand other men.' He tossed his spear at my feet and gave my mother the back of his hand across the face, so she began to weep. 'Girl or boy, we fight our battles,' he said, 'but the gods let us choose our weapons.' He pointed to the spear, then to my mother's tears, and I picked up the spear. | a-song-of-ice-and-fire choice women | George R.R. Martin | |
| 09e89f6 | A man does not need to be a wizard to know truth from falsehood, not if he has eyes. You need only learn to read a face. Look at the eyes. The mouth. The muscles here, at the corners of the jaw, and here, where the neck joins the shoulders." He touched her lightly with two fingers. "Some liars blink. Some stare. Some look away. Some lick their lips. Many coer their mouths just before they tell a lie, as if to hide their deceit. Other signs .. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| bb2f63d | She was no stranger to waiting, after all. Her man had always made her wait. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 5907b09 | Her clothes were almost dry by the time she reached the gatehouse. The portcullis was down and the gates barred, so she turned aside to a postern door. The gold cloaks who had the watch sneered when she told them to let her in. "Off with you," one said. "The kitchen scraps are gone, and we'll have no begging after dark." "I'm not a beggar," she said. "I live here." "I said, off with you. Do you need a clout on the ear to help your hearing?".. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 9322b46 | Spikes, " he sighed. "Heads. Walls." | George R. R. Martin | ||
| 9d2ee1e | I am not going to get into it myself, except to say (1) if I am writing "boy fiction," who are all those boys with breasts who keep turning up by the hundreds at my signings and readings? | George R.R. Martin | ||
| e328fe4 | Many called her beautiful. She was not beautiful. She was red, and terrible, and red. | a-game-of-thrones the-red-priestess | George R.R. Martin | |
| 68ff55e | The truth is, I wanted to watch you for a time before pledging you my sword. To make certain that you were not..." "...my father's daughter?" If she was not her father's daughter, who was she? "...mad," he finished. "But I see no taint in you." "Taint?" Dany bristled. "I am no maester to quote history at you, Your Grace. Swords have been my life, not books. But every child knows that the Targaryens have always danced too close to madness. Y.. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 9a99269 | See that falcon? Hear those white-throated sparrows? Smell that skunk? Well, the falcon takes the sky, the white-throated sparrow takes the low bushes, the skunk takes the earth...I take the woods. | Jean Craighead George |