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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 2e80598 | He stepped toward her, and her heart just ached from it. His face was so handsome, and so dear, and so perfectly wonderfully familiar. She knew the slope of his cheeks, and the exact shade of his eys, brownish near the iris, melting into green at the edge. And his mouth-she knew that mouth, the look of it, the feel of it. She knew his smile, and she knew his frown, and she knew- she knew far to much. | Julia Quinn | ||
| d853093 | Phillip looked to Eloise. "Perhaps introductions are in order?" "Oh," Eloise said, gulping. "Yes, of course. These are my brothers." "I'd gathered," he said, his voice as dry as dust. She shot him an apologetic look, which, Phillip thought, was really the least she could do after nearly getting him tortured and killed, then turned to her brothers and motioned to each in turn, saying, "Anthony, Benedict, Colin, Gregory. These three," she add.. | Julia Quinn | ||
| bc7fe7e | But that's not what I'm trying to tell you," Violet said, her eyes taking on a slightly determined expression. "What I'm trying to say is that when you were born, and they put you into my arms--it's strange, because for some reason I was so convinced you would look just like your father. I thought for certain I would look down and see his face, and it would be some sort of sign from heaven." Hyacinth's breath caught as she watched her, and .. | Julia Quinn | ||
| a19155e | Besides," he said breezily, "were it not for misunderstandings, we would be sadly lacking in great literature." She looked at him questioningly. "Where would Romeo and Juliet be?" "Alive." | Julia Quinn | ||
| ef87f40 | You should be thankful that dark colors suit you. Not everyone wears black well." "Why, Lady Olivia, is that a compliment?" "Not so much as a compliment to you as an insult to everyone else," she assured him. "Thanks heaven for that. I don't think I would know how to conduct myself in a world in which you offered compliments." | Julia Quinn | ||
| 9f4b025 | But Hyacinth Bridgerton, who at ten should have known the least about kisses of anyone, just blinked thoughtfully, and said, "I think it's nice. If they're laughing now, they'll probably be laughing forever." She turned to her mother. "Isn't that a good thing?" | love | Julia Quinn | |
| 3e16906 | In Bakersfield, California, a Mexican strawberry picker with an income of $14,000 and no English was lent every penny he needed to buy a house for $724,000. | real-estate recession | Michael Lewis | |
| c0fd6ea | He suggested a new definition of the nerd: a person who knows his own mind well enough to mistrust it. | Michael Lewis | ||
| b5b8f49 | The inability to envision a certain kind of person doing a certain kind of thing because you've never seen someone who looks like him do it before is not just a vice. It's a luxury. What begins as a failure of the imagination ends as a market inefficiency: when you rule out an entire class of people from doing a job simply by their appearance, you are less likely to find the best person for the job. | Michael Lewis | ||
| 2aa2ad8 | Long black hair and deep clean blue eyes and skin pale white and lips blood red she's small and thin and worn and damaged. She is standing there. What are you doing here? I was taking a walk and I saw you and I followed you. What do you want. I want you to stop. I breathe hard, stare hard, tense and coiled. There is still more tree for me to destroy I want that fucking tree. She smiles and she steps towards me, toward toward toward me, and.. | James Frey | ||
| 9e9abb2 | There is no such things as God's word on earth. Or if there is it is not to be found in books. -Then where is it to be found?- In love. In the laughter of children. In a gift given. In a life saved. In the quiet of morning. In the dead of night. In the sound of the ocean, or the sound of a car. It can be found in anything, anywhere. It is the fabric of our lives, our feelings, the people we live with, things we know to be real. | James Frey | ||
| 8faaaec | My life has been like all the lives, long and hard and full of sadness and confusion and horror, a frightening, difficult dream punctuated by brief moments of joy. And as is the case with all people's lives, the moments of joy are never often enough and never long enough. | James Frey | ||
| be6659f | We are only midway through the central verse of our youth when we see ourselves begin to blacken. ... We had been seduced into thinking that we were immortal and suddenly the affair is over. | Anne Carson | ||
| a2edbae | the most common cause of death among alpha males was ego. | Nelson DeMille | ||
| 74d8061 | Jack stares at me blankly. 'A what?' he asks. I choke back the laugh. 'A boy. You know? A Y-chromosome holder? You don't seem to notice them as much as you do the X-carriers.' 'What are you talking about?' Jack asks, 'A boy? She's just a kid.' I hesitate, wondering how Jack is only just doing the maths on this one now. 'She's seventeen. She's not a kid anymore.' Jack looks like he's about to go all Incredible Hulk and burst out of his c.. | jack | Sarah Alderson | |
| 4b95694 | Food and fire, protection and companionship, were some of the things he received from the god. In return, he guarded the god's property, defended his body, worked for him, and obeyed him. | Jack London | ||
| 254db25 | Do you know the only value life has is what life puts upon itself? And it is of course overestimated, for it is of necessity prejudiced in its own favour. Take that man I had aloft. He held on as if he were a precious thing, a treasure beyond diamonds of rubies. To you? No. To me? Not at all. To himself? Yes. But I do not accept his estimate. He sadly overrates himself. There is plenty more life demanding to be born. Had he fallen and dripp.. | Jack London | ||
| 6cf3557 | The question is why one should be so inwardly preoccupied at all. Why not reach out to others in love and solidarity or peer into the natural world for some glimmer of understanding? Why retreat into anxious introspection when, as Emerson might have said, there is a vast world outside to explore? Why spend so much time working on oneself when there is so much real work to be done? | positive-thinking self-help self-improvement | Barbara Ehrenreich | |
| b27e683 | The failure to think positively can weigh on a cancer patient like a second disease. | positive-thinking | Barbara Ehrenreich | |
| a017c5e | John Brooke is acting dreadfully, and Meg likes it! | romance | Louisa May Alcott | |
| 9e8588f | But, Polly, a principle that can't bear being laughed at, frowned on, and cold-shouldered, isn't worthy of the name. | Louisa May Alcott | ||
| 5253f52 | Dear me! If only men and women would trust, understand and help as my children do, what a capital place `the world would be! | Louisa May Alcott | ||
| 6be6f54 | Our actions are in our own hands, but the consequences of them are not. Remember that, my dear, and think twice before you do anything. | Louisa May Alcott | ||
| 8441284 | Jo's face was a study next day, for the secret rather weighed upon her, and she found it hard not to look mysterious and important. Meg observed it, but did not troubled herself to make inquiries, for she had learned that the best way to manage Jo was by the law of contraries, so she felt sure of being told everything if she did not ask. | jo law-of-contraries secret sisters | Louisa May Alcott | |
| 4a2cc26 | His voice was low, charged with unspeakable adjectives. | Frank Herbert | ||
| 21f60bf | Meow says the cat ,quack says the duck , Bow wow wow says the dog ! Grrrr! | humor | Charles Dickens | |
| 6afafbb | As all partings foreshadow the great final one, - so, empty rooms, bereft of a familiar presence, mournfully whisper what your room and what mine must one day be. | Charles Dickens | ||
| aff7a2a | And thus ever by day and night, under the sun and under the stars, climbing the dusty hills and toiling along the weary plains, journeying by land and journeying by sea, coming and going so strangely, to meet and to act and react on one another, move all we restless travellers through the pilgrimage of life. | Charles Dickens | ||
| f9e7794 | There is a drowsy state, between sleeping and waking, when you dream more in five minutes with your eyes half open, and yourself half conscious of everything that is passing around you, than you would in five nights with your eyes fast closed, and your senses wrapt in perfect unconsciousness. At such time, a mortal knows just enough of what his mind is doing, to form some glimmering conception of its mighty powers, its bounding from earth a.. | Charles Dickens | ||
| 38a43d4 | Be guided, only by the healer of the sick, the raiser of the dead, the friend of all who were afflicted and forlorn, the patient Master who shed tears of compassion for our infirmities. We cannot but be right if we put all the rest away, and do everything in remembrance of Him. There is no vengeance and no infliction of suffering in His life, I am sure. There can be no confusion in following Him, and seeking for no other footsteps, I am cer.. | Charles Dickens | ||
| df0523c | Paradise on my right, Hell on my left and the Angel of Death behind. | Frank Herbert | ||
| 6515985 | What is important for a leader is that which makes him a leader. It is the needs of his people. | Frank Herbert | ||
| c1adb54 | Spring flew swiftly by, and summer came; and if the village had been beautiful at first, it was now in the full glow and luxuriance of its richness. The great trees, which had looked shrunken and bare in the earlier months, had now burst into strong life and health; and stretching forth their green arms over the thirsty ground, converted open and naked spots into choice nooks, where was a deep and pleasant shade from which to look upon the .. | Charles Dickens | ||
| b971c1f | Why, Mrs. Piper has a good deal to say, chiefly in parentheses and without punctuation, but not much to tell. | Charles Dickens | ||
| 2a99ee2 | Pride is one of the seven deadly sins; but it cannot be the pride of a mother in her children, for that is a compound of two cardinal virtues -- faith and hope. | hope love mother pride | Charles Dickens | |
| 6da41ce | You talk very easily of hours, sir! How long do you suppose, sir, that an hour is to a man who is choking for want of air? | Charles Dickens | ||
| 4a06bb4 | Good for Christmas-time is the ruddy colour of the cloak in which--the tree making a forest of itself for her to trip through, with her basket--Little Red Riding-Hood comes to me one Christmas Eve to give me information of the cruelty and treachery of that dissembling Wolf who ate her grandmother, without making any impression on his appetite, and then ate her, after making that ferocious joke about his teeth. She was my first love. I felt .. | christmas christmas-eve dickens fairytale fairytales little-red little-red-riding-hood noah-s-ark red wolf wolves | Charles Dickens | |
| 505e7cf | Every judgment teeters on the brink of error," Leto explained. "To claim absolute knowledge is to become monstrous. Knowledge is an unending adventure at the edge of uncertainty." | knowledge uncertainty wisdom | Frank Herbert | |
| e395392 | One uses power by grasping it lightly. To grasp too strongly is to be taken over by power, and thus to become its victim. | Frank Herbert | ||
| e87433c | It's strange. I felt less lonely when I didn't know you. | Jean Paul Sartre | ||
| 270fcf2 | Your scare me rather. My reflection in the glass never did that; of course, I knew it so well. Like something I had tamed...I'm going to smile, and my smile will sink down into your pupils, and heaven knows what it will become. | Jean-Paul Sartre | ||
| f16a0e1 | There is no human nature, since there is no god to conceive it. | sartre | Jean-Paul Sartre | |
| 6a30ba0 | lqym l'khlqy@ GmD@ Gyr mHdd@, wh~ tmtd l~ m l nhy@. | Jean-Paul Sartre | ||
| bcc6df8 | My thought is me: that's why I can't stop. I exist because I think ... and I can't stop myself from thinking. At this very moment--it's frightful--if I exist, it is because I am horrified at existing. I am the one who pulls myself from the nothingness to which I aspire: the hatred, the disgust of existing, there are as many ways to make myself exist, to thrust myself into existence. Thoughts are born at the back of me, like sudden giddiness.. | Jean-Paul Sartre |