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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 366911d | How old are you? Twelve?" "Fourteen & three quarters." His eyes sparkled. "You're kind of little for fourteen and three quarters." "Am not," I replied indignantly. "I'm a sophomore this year. How old are you?" "Seventeen and two fifths." Hardy Cateses & Liberty Jones." -- | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| 4022544 | I want to know what your five-dollar wish was for." "Is that all?" He smiled beneath her exploring fingertips. "I wished you would find someone who wanted you as much as I did. But I knew it wouldn't come true." The candlelight slid over Daisy's delicate features as she raised her head to look at him. "Why not?" "Because I knew no one could ever want you as much as I do." Daisy levered herself farther over him until her hair tumbled in a da.. | lisa-kleypas matthew-swift scandal-in-spring wallflowers | Lisa Kleypas | |
| 8b82887 | Who should I send for now?" Using the last of his strength, Sebastian managed to drag her hand up to his mouth. "You," he whispered, holding her fingers to his lips. "Just you." | love marriage sebastian-st-vincent | Lisa Kleypas | |
| 4a3fd29 | I like holding it at the base." It's too long for you," he insisted, "which is why you pull your swing just before you hit the ball--" "I like a long bat," Lillian argued, even as he adjusted her hands on the willow handle. "The longer the better, as a matter of fact." A distant snicker from one of the stable boys caught her attention, and she glanced at him suspiciously before turning to face Westcliff. His face was expressionless, but t.. | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| 65ad864 | She had never experienced the pain of unsatisfied desire before. It hurt. It hurt like nothing she'd ever felt, and there seemed to be no remedy. | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| 7470eb1 | You're like someone from a fairy story written in a language I don't even know." "The prince, I hope." "No, you're the dragon, a beautiful wicked dragon." | cam-rohan | Lisa Kleypas | |
| 163c9ee | You won't kiss me for diamonds," he said, his voice slightly raspy, "but you will for chocolates?" Poppy nodded." | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| f016f51 | I still don't get why I have to eat breakfast if you don't," Josie muttered. "Because you have to be a certain age to earn the right to ruin your own life." | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| 6e87ffc | Set the world afire. Just let me hand you the matches. | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| 6c7bc57 | A slow smile began on Gideon's face, and his blue eyes sparkled. With a shake of his head, he put his hand on his chest, as if the sight of her was more than his heart could bear. | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| 861e818 | Why is life so difficult for some people and not for others? Why do some people have to struggle so much? | Lisa Kleypas | ||
| 0047dd3 | A woman could do that to you - reach that place in your soul where the best and worst of you was kept. And once she was there, she owned that place and never left. | soul woman | Lisa Kleypas | |
| d3e58f2 | Great men don't nessarily make good husbands. | husbands truth | Lisa Kleypas | |
| 15ab714 | Beautiful Hannah. If you were mine, I'd lay you on silk sheets and wrap you up in ropes of pearls, and feed you honey from a silver spoon. Of course, you wouldn't be able to make all your high-minded judgments if you were a fallen woman...but you wouldn't care. Because I would pleasure you, Hannah, every night, all night, until you forgot your own name. Until you were willing to do things that would shock you in the light of day. I would de.. | pearls seduction sexy-words | Lisa Kleypas | |
| c82fbc7 | Children are most impressed with the importance of a moment when they witness a parent breaking the parents' own rule. | John Irving | ||
| 21d9e77 | You cannot drive with your eyes in the rear-view mirror... But dignity is difficult to maintain. Stamina requires constant upkeep. Repetition is boring. And you pay for grace. | John Irving | ||
| 053f773 | There are moments when time does stop. We must be alert enough to notice such moments . . . | John Irving | ||
| 314b3cf | Just because you're sober, don't think you're a good driver, Cookie. | driving drunk self-importance sober | John Irving | |
| 5256d61 | Don't you understand?" he would say, "You imagine the story better than I remember it." | John Irving | ||
| 24ecdef | But I felt certain that if the world would stop indulging wars and famines and other perils, it would be possible for human beings to embarrass each other to death. Our self-destruction might take a little longer that way, but I believe it would be no less complete. | John Irving | ||
| 4fc67d2 | The Lord of Rags and Tatters. | dialogue fantasy young-adult | Megan Whalen Turner | |
| cb3451d | Isn't Heaven reward enough, without needing to see the damned punished? | Michel Faber | ||
| d7e81ae | I never met a pig I didn't like. pigs are intelligent, emotional, and sensitive souls. They love company. They crave contact and comfort. Pigs have a delightful sense of mischief; most of them seem to enjoy a good joke and appreciate music. And that is something you would certainly never suspect from your relationship with a pork chop. | humor pigs sy-mongomery | Sy Montgomery | |
| 9e83fe2 | But there can be no secrets in a house where there are children. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| 7872ff9 | The new-born child does not realize that his body is more a part of himself than surrounding objects, and will play with his toes without any feeling that they belong to him more than the rattle by his side; and it is only by degrees, through pain, that he understands the fact of the body. And experiences of the same kind are necessary for the individual to become conscious of himself; but here there is the difference that, although everyon.. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| 9325a55 | Because women can do nothing except love, they've given it a ridiculous importance. They want to persuade us that it's the whole of life. It's an insignificant part. | women | W. Somerset Maugham | |
| 40fb030 | I suppose it was the end of the world for her when her husband and her baby were killed. I suppose she didn't care what became of her and flung herself into the horrible degradation of drink and promiscuous copulation to get even with life that had treated her so cruelly. She'd lived in heaven and when she lost it she couldn't put up with the common earth of common men, but in despair plunged headlong into hell. I can imagine that if she co.. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| 211b44e | The past informs the present. Memory makes the map we carry, no matter how hard we try to erase it. | memory past present-moment | Cara Black | |
| 9688b5d | Pull on the new flesh like borrowed gloves and burn your fingers once again. | Richard K. Morgan | ||
| 5fdafc6 | We think that we know a man or a woman, when so much of what we know is actually that man's or that woman's situation, his or her place on the board of life. Move the pawn to the last row and see her rise in armor, sword in hand. | Gene Wolfe | ||
| f0a325f | Surely: the adverb of a man without an argument. | Edward St. Aubyn | ||
| db06047 | Mind you, I don't know why people get so fixated on happiness, which always eludes them, when there are so many other invigorating experiences available, like rage, jealousy, disgust, and so forth." - Some Hope" | life-lessons | Edward St. Aubyn | |
| 6ee1dc7 | The photograph is in my hand. It is the photograph of a man and a woman. They are at an amusement park, in 1959. [...] I'm tired of looking at the photograph now. I open my fingers. It falls to the sand at my feet. I am going to look at the stars. They are so far away, and their light takes so long to reach us... All we ever see of stars are their old photographs. [...] It's October, 1985. I'm basking in the two-million-year-old light of An.. | Alan Moore | ||
| 52ffd5e | I often said that writers are of two types. There is the architect, which is one type. The architect, as if designing a building, lays out the entire novel at a time. He knows how many rooms there will be or what a roof will be made of or how high it will be, or where the plumbing will run and where the electrical outlets will be in its room. All that before he drives the first nail. Everything is there in the blueprint. | authors creative-writing gardner writers writing | George R.R. Martin | |
| b0fdb4f | The city?" Tyrion was lost. "What city would that be?" "King's Landing. I am sending you to court." It was the last thing Tyrion Lannister would ever have anticipated. He reached for his wine, considered for a moment as he sipped. "And what am I to do there?" "Rule," his father said curtly." | tyrion-lannister tywin-lannister | George R.R. Martin | |
| 0639144 | None of us is ever ready,' he (Ned) said. 'For knighthood?' 'For death. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 33d686b | It is being common-born that is dangerous, when the great lords play their game of thrones. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 8041864 | Pray for me, if you like," he told his cousin. "I forgotten all the words." | jaime-and-cersei the-things-i-do-for-love | George R.R. Martin | |
| 3eb73e5 | He did not know which was more painful, the waking or the sleeping. When he slept, he dreamed: dark disturbing dreams of blood and broken promises. When he woke, there was nothing to do but think, and his waking thoughts were worse than nightmares. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 6d07704 | A man who sees nothing has no use for his eyes," the Mountain declared. "Cut them out and give them to your next outrider. Tell him you hope that four eyes might see better than two . . . and if not, the man after him will have six." | inspirational | George R.R. Martin | |
| c0c0143 | The shy girl she had known at Riverrun had grown into a woman who was by turns proud, fearful, cruel, dreamy, reckless, timid, stubborn, vain, and, above all, inconstant. | catelyn-stark | George R.R. Martin | |
| 813ab05 | Then you do not belong here. Death holds no sweetness in this house. We are not warriors, nor soldiers, nor swaggering bravos puffed up with pride. We do not kill to serve some lord, to fatten our purses, to stroke our vanity. We never give the gift to please ourselves. Nor do we choose the ones we kill. We are but servants of the God of Many Faces." "Valar dohaeris." All men must serve. "You know the words, but you are too proud to serve. .. | humor irony | George R.R. Martin | |
| 39a76da | He is a man of the Night's Watch, She thought, as he sang about some stupid lady throwing herself off some stupid tower because her stupid prince was dead. The lady should go kill the ones who killed her prince. Arya Stark (page 514) | George R.R. Martin | ||
| c043c12 | But what a man can do and what a man will do are two different things, he knew. | George R.R. Martin |