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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 76f28c8 | That is to say, I pray for you. And there's an intimacy in it. That's the truth. | prayer | Marilynne Robinson | |
| 6988450 | I love the prairie! So often I have seen the dawn come and the light flood over the land and everything turn radiant at once, that word "good" so profoundly affirmed in my soul that I am amazed I should be allowed to witness such a thing. There may have been a more wonderful first moment "when the morning stars sang together and all the sons of God shouted for joy," but for all I know to the contrary, they still do sing and shout, and they .. | Marilynne Robinson | ||
| e496590 | When things are taking their ordinary course, it is hard to remember what matters. There are so many things you would never think to tell anyone. And I believe they may be the things that mean most to you, and that even your own child would have to know in order to know you well at all. | Marilynne Robinson | ||
| e8e646e | She conceived of life as a road down which one traveled, an easy enough road through a broad country, and that one's destination was there from the very beginning, a measured distance away, standing in the ordinary light like some plain house where one went in and was greeted by respectable people and was shown to a room where everything one had ever lost or put aside was gathered together, waiting. | Marilynne Robinson | ||
| 50c1999 | Even if I seemed to remember, I could not know. For just to remember something is not to know if it really happened. That is a primary fact of the inner life, the most difficult fact with which we must live. | Joyce Carol Oates | ||
| 5878017 | Was it confusing because it was artistic, or artistic because it was confusing? | confusing | Joyce Carol Oates | |
| f6b8c6e | Her problem wasn't she was a dumb blonde, it was she wasn't a blonde and she wasn't dumb. | Joyce Carol Oates | ||
| 16cdc3d | it has to be emphasized that if the pain were readily describable most of the countless sufferers from this ancient affliction would have been able to confidently depict for their friends and loved ones (even their physicians) some of the actual dimensions of their torment, and perhaps elicit a comprehension that has been generally lacking; such incomprehension has usually been due not to a failure of sympathy but to the basic inability of .. | depressed depression health mental-illness pain sufferer sympathy torment understanding | William Styron | |
| 84ac104 | A friend helps you move; a real friend helps you move a body. | Kelley Armstrong | ||
| 5ca3569 | When you walk, you make an echo where they used to be. | Peter S. Beagle | ||
| b69da9f | Envy nobody. It is the true secret of happiness, or at least the only one I know. (By Moonlight) | happiness | Peter S. Beagle | |
| 0f07aab | I fear it, for her sake. It would mean that she too is a wanderer now, and that is a fate for human beings, not for unicorns. But I hope, of course I hope. | Peter S. Beagle | ||
| 85d2e2f | It's really not so good to have time. Rush, scramble, desperation, this missed, that left behind, those others too big to fit into such a small space--that's the way life was meant to be. You're supposed to be too late for some things. Don't worry about it. | Peter S. Beagle | ||
| b37f8ca | Sure there's a hell... | Jim Thompson | ||
| 06ca5fc | As for working with a partner, he didn't like that either. It cut the score right down the middle. It put an apple on your head, and handed the other guy a shotgun. Because grifters, it seemed, suffered an irresistible urge to beat their colleagues. There was little glory in whipping a fool--hell, fools were made to be whipped. But to take a professional, even if it cost you in the long run, ah, that was something to polish your pride. | Jim Thompson | ||
| 16ca0e5 | Rothman gave me another sharp look, and then he looked down at his desk. 'Lou' he said softly, 'do you know how many days a year an ironworker works? Do you know what his life expectancy is? Did you ever see an old ironworker? Did you ever stop to figure that there's all kinds of dying, but only one way of being dead? | Jim Thompson | ||
| ad15d41 | Anyone who deprived her of something she wanted deserved what he got. | Jim Thompson | ||
| 678cca2 | How to make her run? No problem there. For a fearful shadow lies constantly over the residents of Uneasy Street. It casts itself through the ostensibly friendly handshake, or the gorgeously wrapped package. It beams out from the baby's carriage, the barber's chair, the beauty parlor. Every neighbor is suspect, every outsider, every period; even one's own husband or wife of sweetheart. There is no ease on Uneasy Street. The longer one's tena.. | Jim Thompson | ||
| 447fab8 | The world was a shitpot with a barbed-wire handle and the further he could kick it the better he liked it. | shitpot world | Jim Thompson | |
| 0db30f5 | He was dignity distorted, bravery become knavery, sanctimoniousness masking sin. He was a mirror, jeering at the subject it reflected. Yet so muted were the jeers, so delicate the inaccuracies of delineation, that they evaded detection. True and false were blended together. The false was merely an extended shadow of the true. | noir | Jim Thompson | |
| 1f47337 | Though drones, avatars and even humans are one thing; the loss of any is not without moral and diplomatic import, of course, but might be dismissed as merely unfortunate and regrettable, something to be smoothed over through the usual channels. Attacking a ship, on the other hand, is an unambiguous act of war. | Iain M. Banks | ||
| aeaf45d | I'm not like a car Jacob, now matter how you try to fix me, I'll never run right. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| 71e48f0 | Do you think I'll ever be better at this?" I wondered, mostly to myself. "That my heart might someday stop trying to jump out of my chest whenever you touch me?" "I really hope not," he said, a bit smug." | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| 0bbe339 | It's not your fault," Carlisle comforted me with a chuckle. "It could happen to anyone." " ," I repeated. "But it usually just happens to me." | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| aef4cc6 | Do I dazzle you? - Edward Frequently - Bella | edward-cullen | Stephenie Meyer | |
| 55fbaef | He was biting his lower lip and clenching his hands. He looked like he was about to cry. I threw my arms around him instinctively, wrapping them around his waist and pressing my face against his chest. He was so big, I flet like I was a child hugging a grown-up. "Oh, Jake, it'll be okay!" I promised. "If it gets worse you can come live with me and Charlie. Don't be scared, we'll think of something!" He was frozen for a second, and then his .. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| a5194b5 | Nice girl who knew cars. Wow. I stared at her face harder, wishing I knew how to make it work. C'mon, Jake - imprint already. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| df90ad2 | Yet I wouldn't trade it. I didn't want the life that made sense. Not if the chaos meant I could be with Bella. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| 39fe264 | I knew I was too late--and I was glad something bloodthirsty waited in the wings. For in failing at this, I forfeited any desire to live. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| 2db3571 | I could see how easy it would be to fall into loving Bella. It would be exactly like falling: effortless. Not letting myself love her was the opposite of falling--it was pulling myself up a cliff-face, hand over hand, the task as grueling as if I had no more than mortal strength. | Stephenie Meyernie Meyer | ||
| 2e78c3c | You are so bizarre, even for a human." "Thanks." | isabella-swan | Stephenie Meyer | |
| 1af7ddc | It's not a good feeling--knowing that you profoundly deserve the title of monster. It's better to be kind than to feel guilty. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| c407163 | It took less than half a second for me to realize that, as long as I was truly insane now, I might as well enjoy the delusions while they were pleasant. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| 5ab8b3a | It must be a hard thing, to be a father; living in fear that your daughter would meet a boy she liked, but also having to worry if she didn't. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| 4f52fea | His eyes flashed open. "Is it so unbearable to have me love you? Is that it?" | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| bad787d | I don't care about anything but keeping her alive. If it's a child she wants, she can have it. She can have half a dozen babies. Anything she wants. She can have puppies, if that's what it takes. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| ab66acc | Bella: How could I live with myself when it's my fault? None of you should be risking yourselves for me - Jasper: Bella, Bella, stop. You're worrying all the wrong things, Bella. Trust me on this - none of us are in jeopardy... Our family is strong. Our only fear is losing you. Bella: But why should you - Alice: It's been almost a century that Edward's been alone. Now he's found you. You can't see the changes that we see, we who have been w.. | loss love | Stephenie Meyer | |
| a10b283 | News of Daniel's disappearance does not alarm me as it might have done a week ago. Given recent events, very little alarms me as it might have done a week ago. I feel as if my supply of alarm has been exhausted, at least temporarily. | danger worry | Patricia C. Wrede | |
| 24dc2ad | Out here, it's better safe than sorry, because generally speaking, too much of the time sorry means you're dead. | humor proverbs safe sorry | Patricia C. Wrede | |
| b840d27 | Because neither she nor Port had ever lived a life of any kind of regularity, they had both made the fatal error of coming hazily to regard time as non-existent. One year was like another year. Eventually everything would happen. | time | Paul Bowles | |
| ed21cf5 | He awoke, opened his eye. The room meant very little to him; he was too deeply immersed in the non-being from which he had just come. If he had not the energy to ascertain his position in time and space, he also lacked the desire. ... In utter comfort, utter relaxation he lay absolutely still for a while, and then sank back into on the the light momentary sleeps that occur after a long, profound one. | Paul Bowles | ||
| e1c88da | We are struggling with language. We are engaged in a struggle with language. | Ludwig Wittgenstein | ||
| 221aee1 | Perhaps what is inexpressible (what I find mysterious and am not able to express) is the background against which whatever I could express has its meaning. | Ludwig Wittgenstein | ||
| 661ce5c | There was nothing I hated worse than clumps of whispering girls who got quiet when I passed. I started picking scabs off my body and, when I didn't have any, gnawing the flesh around my fingernails until I was a bleeding wreck. I worried so much about how I looked and whether I was doing things right, I felt half the time I was impersonating a girl instead of really being me. | Sue Monk Kidd |