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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 27f2fa5 | Sex was lovely. Sex was sublime. Sex was flesh and cock and suck and fuck and come. This night sex was starlight. Sex was oxygen. Sex was us, and we were beautiful, beautiful and perfect in each other's arms. | knife m-m naef sex | Amy Lane | |
| 7b88a38 | Because people who couldn't imagine themselves capable of evil were at a major disadvantage in dealing with people who didn't need to imagine, because they already were. | William Gibson | ||
| 9e1224c | Its easy to lose sight of what you want when you think you want everything. | Jonathan Carroll | ||
| 3310e1b | I've always been a very good judge of people. That's why I like so very few of them. | Donna VanLiere | ||
| ca44a85 | We know how to win wars. We must learn now to win peace... | war win | Stephen E. Ambrose | |
| 64edff9 | My childhood had gone by without my knowing, and it seemed as if my heart had frozen. | Ishmael Beah | ||
| f09b0a3 | One of the strongest motives that leads men to art and science is escape from everyday life with its painful crudity and hopeless dreariness. Such men make this cosmos and its construction the pivot of their emotional life, in order to find the peace and security which they cannot find in the narrow whirlpool of personal experience. | Walter Isaacson | ||
| bc57c73 | But these aren't just stories," she'd said. "They're whole kingdoms. They're worlds. They're perspectives and opinions you can't offer, from lives you haven't lived. They're more valuable than any gold coin, and more important than any state luncheon. I should hope you, as king, would know that!" | Melissa de la Cruz | ||
| 0d53a64 | Who wanted to make lemonade from lemons, when you could make perfectly good lemon grenades? | Melissa de la Cruz | ||
| edf548c | It was maddening how your best friend could twist the knobs inside of you so much that it hurt. | interesting pain | Melissa de la Cruz | |
| 70d2a05 | You have punished me long enough, you have punished yourself long enough. Return to me. I beg. | Melissa de la Cruz | ||
| dde686b | Remember when i slept with my head in a puddle at your feet? It was humility, or atonement. later your ankle was a pillow and finally you pulled me up and in my sleep i placed your hand above my heart, | Michelle Tea | ||
| d46fa26 | Gwynn, she was always talking about wanting to be drunk and honestly I did want to encourage that, I wanted to go to a bar with her and let all the stuff sobriety pushed down be released so I could catch it in my palms and finally kiss her. She was just so sad. Melancholy was a fleshy wave permanently cresting on her face, she had to speak through it when she talked. | emotion longing love melancholy sobriety | Michelle Tea | |
| 0970538 | Honey, I plan to marry you the moment the ink is dry on that death certificate. | Sara Gruen | ||
| d015ce5 | Then I lie down on the horse blanket and drift into a dream about Marlena that will probably cost me my soul. | Sara Gruen | ||
| 2429999 | For the first time in years, he felt the deep sadness of exile, knowing that he was alone here, an outsider, and too alert to the ironies, the niceties, the manners, and indeed, the morals to be able to participate. | foreign loneliness outsider sadness | Colm Tóibín | |
| a1e10d4 | Shopping for clothes is a Boyfriend Thing. You stand around and look blankly at a bunch of pieces of fabric and you look at the price tags and you wonder how something that'd barely cover your right nut can cost the price of a kidney and you watch the shop assistants check you out and wonder what you're doing with her because she's cute and you're kind of funny-looking and she tries clothes on and you look at her ass in a dozen different it.. | Warren Ellis | ||
| 7becc71 | So take the time to think. Discover your real reason for being here and then have the courage to act on it. | Robin S. Sharma | ||
| d7448ee | All around us are people, of all classes, of all nationalities, of all ages. For three days these people, these strangers to one another, are brought together. They sleep and eat under one roof, they cannot get away from each other. At the end of three days they part, they go their several ways, never, perhaps, to see each other again. | Agatha Christie | ||
| ef5c163 | Some of us, in the words of the divine Greta Garbo, want to be alone. | Agatha Christie | ||
| ea69dd8 | How can I go on living here and suspecting everybody ? | Agatha Christie | ||
| 1a17109 | There was something magical about an island--the mere word suggested fantasy. You lost touch with the world--an island was a world of its own. A world, perhaps, from which you might never return. | Agatha Christie | ||
| f529a72 | Everyone likes talking about himself. - Hercule Poirot | Agatha Christie | ||
| fbdbddf | Use that fluff of yours you call a brain. | funny humor stupidity | Agatha Christie | |
| d2a2b0d | I think people more often kill those they love, than those they hate. Possibly because only the people you love can really make life unendurable to you. | Agatha Christie | ||
| ec1080c | Evil requires no reason. | Alberto Manguel | ||
| 5564ad1 | Redd shed caution like an outgrown skin. | Frank Beddor | ||
| f420213 | Nothing is but what is now | life-and-living past present-moment | Ron Rash | |
| 8aa0b97 | If Mr. Thornton was a fool in the morning, as he assured himself at least twenty times he was, he did not grow much wiser in that afternoon. All that he gained in return for his sixpenny omnibus ride, was a more vivid conviction that there never was, never could be, any one like Margaret; that she did not love him and never would; but that she -- no! nor the whole world -- should never hinder him from loving her. | love | Elizabeth Gaskell | |
| 842eef2 | It is the first changes among familiar things that make such a mystery of time to the young; afterwards we lose the sense of the mysterious. I take changes in all I see as a matter of course. The instability of all human things is familiar to me, to you it is new and oppressive." (Mr. Bell)" | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| c05cee4 | I can write, because writing--unlike choreography, architecture, or conquering kingdoms--is a thing you can do when you're lonely and poor, and have no infrastructure, i.e., a ballet troupe or some cannons. | Caitlin Moran | ||
| 44d9b15 | A 'sign of weakness' for a male celebrity is being found to be unfaithful, or unkind to an employee, or having crashed their car while stoned out of their tiny minds. A 'sign of weakness' for a woman, on the other hand, can be a single, unflattering picture. | Caitlin Moran | ||
| 94f3eab | Why do there have to be men like that, men who enjoy another man's dying? | Michael Shaara | ||
| 9077d1c | sentences swallowed and sung back and swallowed all over again. She was made entirely out of words. | Emma Donoghue | ||
| b18eeef | It's funny when you feel as if you don't want anything more in your life except to sleep, or else to lie without moving. That's when you can hear time sliding past you, like water running. | Jean Rhys | ||
| 52054f4 | If she says goodbye perhaps adieu. Adieu - like those old time songs she sang. Always adieu (and all songs say it). If she too says it, or weeps, I'll take her in my arms, my lunatic. She's mad but mine, mine. What will I care for gods or devils or for Fate itself. If she smiles or weeps or both. For me. | Jean Rhys | ||
| 89c86f3 | We must set aside our wishes and give heed to reality. Nobody can accept the truth while hiding from it. When a decision matters, we have to stare at the truth unflinchingly. Only then can we find peace in our choices. | reality truth | Brandon Mull | |
| 096a530 | Agad bowed to the Fairy Queen. 'You are most wise, your majesty. Some imagine the difference between heaven and hell to be a matter of geography. Not so. The difference is much more evident in the individuals who dwell there. | Brandon Mull | ||
| 0df7e7d | In his writings, Patton was shameless about his ambition to woo Lena to be his bride. He detailed the gradual progress he made, playing music for her on his violin, writing her poems, beguiling her with stories, engaging her in conversation. It was clear that he obsessed over her. He knew what he wanted and never relented until she was his. | Brandon Mull | ||
| 7356911 | Whatever you do," Seth said around a chewy mouthful, "try not to leave me down here too long. You can only play a certain amount of Yahtzee games in a row before you become a lunatic." "I'll keep that in mind." | warren-burgess | Brandon Mull | |
| 2e2545a | In a badly designed book, the letters mill and stand like starving horses in a field. In a book designed by rote, they sit like stale bread and mutton on the page. In a well-made book, where designer, compositor and printer have all done their jobs, no matter how many thousands of lines and pages, the letters are alive. They dance in their seats. Sometimes they rise and dance in the margins and aisles. | typography | Robert Bringhurst | |
| 1151261 | Often I hear people say they do not have time to read. That's absolute nonsense. In the one year during which I kept that kind of record, I read twenty-five books while waiting for people. In offices, applying for jobs, waiting to see a dentist, waiting in a restaurant for friends, many such places. I read on buses, trains, and plains. If one really wants to learn, one has to decide what is important. Spending an evening on the town? Attend.. | Louis L'Amour | ||
| 2aa887d | What is it that constitutes virtue, Mrs. Graham? Is it the circumstance of being able and willing to resist temptation; or that of having no temptations to resist? - Is he a strong man that overcomes great obstacles and performs surprising achievements, though by dint of great muscular exertion, and at the risk of some subsequent fatigue, or he that sits in his chair all day, with nothing to do more laborious than stirring the fire, and car.. | Anne Brontë | ||
| a67f997 | When we are children, we believe that our elders know all and that even when we cannot understand the world, they can make sense of it. Even after we are grown, in moments of fear or sorrow, we still turn instinctively to the older generation, hoping to finally learn some great hidden lesson about death and pain. Only to learn instead that the only lesson is that life goes on. | Robin Hobb |