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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| f7b16ce | The choices we're working with here are a block universe, where past, present and future all coexist simultaneously and everything has already happened; chaos, where anything can happen and nothing can be predicted because we can't know all the variables; and a Christian universe in which God made everything and it's all here for a purpose but we have free will anyway. | choices free-will future god life past present universe | Audrey Niffenegger | |
| 696ec0e | I breathe slowly and deeply. I make my eyes still under eyelids, I make my mind still, and soon, Sleep, seeing a perfect reproduction of himself, comes to be united with his facsimile. | Audrey Niffenegger | ||
| 1630c16 | dead people need us to remember them, even if it eats us, even if all we can do is say I'm sorry until it is as meaningless as air | Audrey Niffenegger | ||
| 21ed0d8 | I don't know why she picked me, but she did and I'm not letting go. | Susan Mallery | ||
| b379506 | Quiet is here and all in me. ("Dress of White Silk")" | silence | Richard Matheson | |
| 04cdfb6 | How quickly one accepts the incredible if only one sees it enough. | Richard Matheson | ||
| 816dc5e | The keynote of minority prejudice is this: They are loathed because they are feared. | Richard Matheson | ||
| de1c7a9 | How are you giving it magic?" he said, through his teeth. "I already found the path!" I said. "I'm just staying on it. Can't you--feel it?" I asked abruptly, and held my hand cupping the flower out towards him; he frowned and put his hands around it, and then he said, "Vadiya rusha ilikad tuhi," and a second illusion laid itself over mine, two roses in the same space--his, predictably, had three rings of perfect petals, and a delicate fragr.. | Naomi Novik | ||
| 6c0e2a5 | Rankin put down his glass and stared at him coldly. "I beg your pardon?" he said. "I gather this is some more of your officious--" Laurence paid no attention, but seized the back of his chair and heaved. Rankin fell forward, scrabbling to catch himself on the floor. Laurence took him by the scruff of his coat and dragged him up to his feet, ignoring his gasp of pain. "Laurence, what in God's name--" Lenton said in astonishment, rising to hi.. | Naomi Novik | ||
| da65aec | Concentration is a cornerstone of mindfulness practice. Your mindfulness will only be as robust as the capacity of your mind to be calm and stable. Without calmness, the mirror of mindfulness will have an agitated and choppy surface and will not be able to reflect things with any accuracy. | calming-the-mind calming-the-storm-in-mind calmness concentrate concentration concentration-of-power mastery-of-oneself mindfulness mindfulness-buddhism mindfulness-practice quotes-on-life quotes-to-define-my-life quotes-to-live-by self-awareness self-empowerment stability | Jon Kabat-Zinn | |
| 47cd22b | So there you have it: two things & I can't bring them together & they are wrenching me apart. These two feelings, this knowledge of a world so awful, this sense of a life so extraordinary--how am I to resolve them? | life | Richard Flanagan | |
| 10aad51 | How empty is the world when you lose the one you love | Richard Flanagan | ||
| 8fe4c90 | Writing, regardless of the end result--whether good or bad, published or not, well reviewed or slammed--means celebrating beauty in an often ugly world. | Mary Karr | ||
| b5d841e | He invited me to his apartment in the wee hours one morning and pulled out a set of children's building blocks. It seems he used to ride around and around on the Yamanote Line with them, building castles on the floor of the train. | japanese japanese-literature train yamanote | Ryū Murakami | |
| d78e47f | Thanks to the imagination, there's no end to things in this world that can trigger anxiety. | psychological | Ryū Murakami | |
| 6232561 | America, to me, should be shouting all the time, a bunch of shouting voices, most of them wrong, some of them nuts, but please, not just one droning glamourous reasonable voice. | George Saunders | ||
| 9c33b12 | Oh, of course, naturally, God is impossible. That is the first proof that he exists." Nothing exists as we see it. Nothing we see is really there, as we think we are seeing it. Our eyes are liars. Everything that seems real, is merely part of the illusion." | Gregory David Roberts | ||
| 03f3e36 | Why would I kill to know what she's thinking right now? Probably because I enjoy killing. | Kresley Cole | ||
| f348ea3 | If you want to communicate an idea to a man's brain, you must talk to him through his pecker. It's like an ear horn, y'all. | Kresley Cole | ||
| 5fa9771 | Schecter turned to MacRieve. "And what is your field, Dr...?" Despite the fact that he was a prince, he answered, "Mr. MacRieve. I'm here in a security capacity for my wife. She's the beauty and brains--I'm the brawn." She stiffened again at his calling her his wife. MacRieve had no idea how much that word bothered her. Schecter asked, "Why exactly would anyone need security?" "Are you jesting?" MacRieve asked. "You doona know?" He flashed .. | Kresley Cole | ||
| 0751e25 | Warlord, you once told me I'd always know what you're thinking. What are your thoughts now?" "Partly, I'm thinking that I might shame myself in my trews, just from the feel of you next to me." -- | berserker dreams-of-a-dark-warrior immortals-after-dark kresley-cole lore paranormal-romance regin-the-radiant valkyrie | Kresley Cole | |
| bebe939 | Clearly we're Sorceri." Sabine gestured at her resplendent self. "Ergo, we'd enjoy some Sorceri wine." "Don't got it." Sabine quirked a red brow. "Do you not? Check with Erol, shifter. He'll have an emergency bottle for me--because whenever I arrive, it's an emergency." | Kresley Cole | ||
| 9e4758d | We're more cerebral than physical." "Your cerebrum can't have an orgasm." | Kresley Cole | ||
| c942923 | Declan and Regin: "You'll tell me a story and I'll spare you? You think I don't see what you're doing? I've read ." "Call me Scheherazade, baby! Actually, she's one tricksy bitch. Who, by the way, still owes me twenty gold pieces and a pound of sesame." | declan-chase dreams-of-a-dark-warrior immortals-after-dark kresley-cole lore paranormal-romance regin-the-radiant valkyrie | Kresley Cole | |
| 3ec315b | Finn caught my gaze. "I know things seem rough with him right now, but he'll come around. He went nuts when you were missing." "He has a temper." Which wasn't surprising, considering his tragic background. "No, Evie. He was ... frantic, out of control. I'm talking Hulk-smash on ye olde cabin. When he realized our lack of transportation was the sole thing keeping him from you, he stormed back into that militia's camp, striding into a hail of.. | Kresley Cole | ||
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| 9306f07 | cope or go crazy | Carrie Vaughn | ||
| dfeb27f | Life is a very thin thread and it only takes a second to snap it | Sidney Sheldon | ||
| 7eaba41 | She undressed slowly, dreamily, and when she was naked, she selected a bright red negligee to wear so that the blood would not show. | Sidney Sheldon | ||
| fc1b30c | Sing me no songs of daylight, For the sun is the enemy of lovers | Sidney Sheldon | ||
| eb2a0bc | She was no longer a slow dreamer watching the flowers grow. She was a warrior now. Warriors need something to fight for though, beside their lives, because otherwise their lives will not be worth it. | Francesca Lia Block | ||
| 16bb4d4 | It's important to tell your story. It's important to listen. | listen story | Francesca Lia Block | |
| 0327181 | I wrote poetry from the time I could write. That was the only way I could begin to express who I was but the poems didn't make sense to my teachers. They didn't rhyme. They were about the wind sounds, the planets' motions, never about who I was or how I felt. I didn't think I felt anything. I was this mind more than a body or a heart. My mind photographing the stars, hearing the wind. | dirby-mcdonald dirk-mcdonald poetry | Francesca Lia Block | |
| 71c0c97 | The book is true, and if evidence seems to condtradict it, it is the evidence that must be thrown out not the book. | Richard Dawkins | ||
| 3a889c4 | The rabbit runs faster than the fox, because the rabbit is running for his life while the fox is only running for his dinner. | Richard Dawkins | ||
| 811c52e | I want to live in a world where people are judged by who they are instead of what size they wear. | Jennifer Weiner | ||
| aac890b | Love wasn't a happening one decided on---to indulge or not, to partake or not. To feel or not. When it came, when it struck, the only decision left to make was how to respond---whether you embraced it, took it in, and made it a part of you, or whether you turned your back and let it die. | Stephanie Laurens | ||
| 3ed6c88 | For quite a while, Francie had been spelling out letters, sounding them and then putting the sounds together to mean a word. But one day, she looked at a page and the word "mouse" had instantaneous meaning. She looked at the word, and the picture of a gray mouse scampered through her mind. She looked further and when she saw "horse," she heard him pawing the ground and saw the sun glint on his glossy coat. The word "running" hit her suddenl.. | Betty Smith | ||
| c4b8cff | Because the child must have a valuable thing which is called imagination. The child must have a secret world in which live things that never were. It is necessary that she believe. She must start out believing in things not of this world. Then when the world becomes too ugly for living in, the child can reach back and live in her imagination. | imagination ugliness | Betty Smith | |
| 8528d06 | Everything, decided Francie after that first lecture, was vibrant with life and there was no death in chemistry. She was puzzled as to why learned people didn't adopt chemistry as a religion. | life religion | Betty Smith | |
| a75bfbf | She went out and took a last long look at the shabby little library. She knew she would never see it again. Eyes changed after they looked at new things. If in the years to be she were to come back, her new eyes might make everything seem different from the way she saw it now. The way it was now was the way she wanted to remember it. | Betty Smith | ||
| cfd5904 | What is the answer? | Gertrude Stein | ||
| 9012c75 | I dream of flight, not to be as the angels are, but to rise above the smallness of it all. The smallnesss that I am. Against the daily death the iconography of wings. | flight | Jeanette Winterson | |
| 0d3bd9f | And so, from the first, we separated our pleasure. She lay on the rug and I lay at right angles to her so that only our lips might meet. Kissing in this way is the strangest of distractions. The greedy body that clamors for satisfaction is forced to content itself with a single sensation and, just as the blind hear more acutely and the deaf can feel the grass grow, so the mouth becomes the focus of love and all things pass through it and ar.. | kiss love the-passion | Jeanette Winterson |