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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 751dc37 | It was said that [Vetinari] would tolerate absolutely anything apart from anything that threatened the city*... [Footnote] And mime artists. It was a strange aversion, but there you are. Anyone in baggy trousers and a white face who tried to ply their art anywhere within Ankh's crumbling walls would very quickly find themselves in a a scorpion pit, on one wall of which was painted the advice: Learn The Words. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 32bcf5e | one day when I was a young boy on holiday in Uberwald I was walking along the bank of a stream when I saw a mother otter with her cubs. A very endearing sight, I'm sure you'll agree, and even as I watched, the mother otter dived into the water and came up with a plump salmon, which she subdued and dragged onto a half submerged log. As she ate it, while of course it was still alive, the body split and I remember to this day the sweet pinknes.. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 8c25b2e | Magrat wondered what it was like, spending your whole life doing something you didn't want to do. Like being dead, she considered, only worse, the reason being, you were alive to suffer it. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 5b1fe19 | When you die, the first thing you lose is your life. The next thing is your illusions. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 6937b84 | Mr Lipwig, there's a lady in the hall to see you and we've thanked her for not smoking three times and she's still doing it! | Terry Pratchett | ||
| ee6dc6b | What was the point of education, he thought, if people went out afterward and used it? | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 987956c | People ought to think for themselves... The problem is, people only think for themselves if you tell them to. (Corporal Carrot) | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 7dcbb55 | Death stood alone, watching the wheat dance in the wind. Of course, it was only a metaphor. People were more than corn. They whirled through tiny crowded lives, driven literally by clock work, filling their days from edge to edge with the sheer effort of living. And all lives were exactly the same length. Even the very long and very short ones. From the point of view of eternity, anyway. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| d75fa5d | The invisible people knew that happiness is not the natural state of mankind, and is never achieved from the outside in. | mankind | Terry Pratchett | |
| 69e359e | The reason that the rich were so rich, Vimes reasoned, was because they managed to spend less money. Take boots, for example. He earned thirty-eight dollars a month plus allowances. A really good pair of leather boots cost fifty dollars. But an affordable pair of boots, which were sort of OK for a season or two and then leaked like hell when the cardboard gave out, cost about ten dollars. Those were the kind of boots Vimes always bought, an.. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 5ac59df | Tiffany was on the whole quite a truthful person, but it seemed to her that there were times when things didn't divide easily into 'true' and 'false', but instead could be 'things that people needed to know at the moment' and 'things that they didn't need to know at the moment'. | pratchett tiffany-aching truth | Terry Pratchett | |
| 5197623 | The Empire's got something worse than whips all right. It's got obedience. Whips in the soul. They obey anyone who tells them what to do. Freedom just means being told what to do by someone different. | terry-pratchett | Terry Pratchett | |
| 9e644fb | A carnival in daylight is an unfinished beast, anyway. Rain makes it a ghost. The wheezing music from the empty, motionless rides in a soggy, rained-out afternoon midway always hit my chest with a sweet ache. The colored dance of the lights in the seeping air flashed the puddles in the sawdust with an oily glamour. | Katherine Dunn | ||
| 100295b | Arty's growing flock, however, was different. I dreamed one night that Arty cried them into the world. They came out of his eyes as a green liquid that dripped to the ground making puddles. The puddles thickened and jelled into bodies that got up and hung around Arty. But Dr. P. and the advance man and McGurk, and later Sanderson and the Bag Man and the nebbishes and the simps who mooned and crooned around him, were all there because of Art.. | Katherine Dunn | ||
| bafcc8b | Liadan," he said, staring intently at the ground. "Yes," I whispered. "Don't wed that man Eamonn. Tell him, if he takes you, he's a dead." --Bran" | Juliet Marillier | ||
| e6d29e7 | How can he do this? If you were mine, I would fight to keep you. I would die, before I let you go. | Juliet Marillier | ||
| e40db22 | She seemed fragile like a moonflower - destined to bloom for a single lovely night, and then to fade and fall. | Juliet Marillier | ||
| 437ea0d | His thoughts inhabit a different plane from those of ordinary men; the simplest interpretation of that is to call him crazy. | differences humor individuality | Juliet Marillier | |
| 33a4b37 | Every man or woman who makes a stand helps keep the flame of freedom burning. | Juliet Marillier | ||
| a824c95 | Life is enriched by difficulty; love is made more acute when it requires exertion. | andrew solomon | ||
| d02a038 | You lose the ability to trust anyone, to be touched, to grieve. Eventually, you are simply absent from yourself. | Andrew Solomon | ||
| 37c212a | What are you doing?" Nothing. Breaking and entering. Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain." | henry | Audrey Niffenegger | |
| 4fa620b | That's what I love you for: your inability to perceive all my hideous flaws. | love | Audrey Niffenegger | |
| ef046c8 | It's about risking everything. Putting your heart on the line, even when you don't know what's going to happen. It's risking having the person you love rip it out and stomp all over it in public. | love risk-taking | Susan Mallery | |
| c95c5de | What do you mean she left me the embryos? I'm supposed to get the cat. | Susan Mallery | ||
| ff7ba3f | It's okay to screw up. It's what we do afterward that defines us. | Susan Mallery | ||
| 116fdec | Sometimes when I saw him at a distance - fists in pockets, whistling, bobbing along with his springy old walk - I would have a strong pang of affection mixed with regret. I forgave him, a hundred times over, and never on the basis of anything more than this: a look, a gesture, a certain tilt of his head. | Donna Tartt | ||
| 2596845 | I'm sitting in my office trying to squeeze a story from my head. It is that kind of morning when you feel like melting the typewriter into a bar of steel and clubbing yourself to death with it. ("Advance Notice")" | writing | Richard Matheson | |
| 2a0eef1 | I am, as far as I can tell, about a month behind Lord Byron. In every town we stop at we discover innkeepers, postillions, officials, burghers, potboys, and all kinds and sorts of ladies whose brains still seem somewhat deranged from their brief exposure to his lordship. And though my companions are careful to tell people that I am that dreadful being, an English magician, I am clearly nothing in comparison to an English poet and everywhere.. | lord-byron magic | Susanna Clarke | |
| ac363e1 | Just before I doze off, I counsel myself grandiosely: Fuck concepts. Don't be afraid to be confused. Try to remain permanently confused. Anything is possible. Stay open, forever, so open it hurts, and then open up some more, until the day you die, world without end, amen. | George Saunders | ||
| e2564ee | His mind was freshly inclined to sorrow; toward the fact that the world was full of sorrow; that all were suffering; that whatever way one took in the world one must try to remember that all were suffering (non content all wronged, neglected, overlooked, misunderstood), and therefore one must do what one could to lighten the load of those with whom one came into contact; that his current state of sorrow was not uniquely his, not at all, but.. | George Saunders | ||
| 1ab4807 | Fear is a wolf on a chain, only dangerous when you set it free. Sorrow exhausts itself in the net of forgetting. Anger, for all its fury, can be killed by a smile. Only hope goes on forever, because hope doesn't belong to us: it belongs to our ancestors, the first of our kind, whose brave love for one another gave us most of the good that we are. | Gregory David Roberts | ||
| 6c55c5e | Ultima came to stay with us the summer I was almost seven. When she came the beauty of the llano unfolded before my eyes, and the gurgling waters of the river sang to the hum of the turning earth. The magical time of childhood stood still, and the pulse of the living earth pressed its mystery into my living blood. | beauty bless childhood llano me mystery river rudolfo ultima | Rudolfo Anaya | |
| afc5003 | Now, hush. We do best when we doan talk. | Kresley Cole | ||
| 5f1af93 | Then, with grave formality, he unsheathed his sword. "How old is that thing? Have you had it carbon dated?" He looked aghast, as if she'd insulted his grandmother. "Hey, no disrespecting The Sword. Besides, it's only three or four centuries old." "Only? I would think that technology has improved since then. Why wouldn't you get a new one?" "I'm on my way to, remember? Try to keep up, halfling." | Kresley Cole | ||
| 27c67be | W-we both know your life would be so much simpler without me! I am just a thorn in your paw." He nodded easily. "And it reminds me of you - every move I make, I think of you." My lips parted. Again I realized that he was the only thing in my life that made me feel sane, made me want to fight for a future. "Evangeline, I've got to feel you with my every step." His shaking hand closed over my nape, squeezing. "Or I go a little crazy, me." | Kresley Cole | ||
| e18425e | How do you plan to keep me here during the day? An unblooded Forbearer shouldn't be so hard to vanquish." Vanquished by her? Amusing. "I'll send you back to the cell. You want to be my pet? I'll take you out and put you back in your cage at my pleasure." She blinked at him. "You don't want to send me back. Who will entertain you? I can deal poker and make shadow animals." | nikolai | Kresley Cole | |
| 15a610f | As Damiano strolled to the back platform, he returned her smile, white teeth against bronzed skin, then he dropped into the water. The man was sex on a stick. MacRieve stepped in front of her, clasping her nape, jealousy ablaze in his expression. "Eyes on the prize, woman. It's a werewolf you'll have, or none at all." | Kresley Cole | ||
| 0f1c007 | Lothaire betrayed us! Again." -Random demon ." | Kresley Cole | ||
| 0bfb5c9 | I said alone!" He nodded in agreement. "Aye, you usually say that, and I still stay. It's our way." | humour love paranormal-romance romance | Kresley Cole | |
| 93ea9e5 | Bashful? She and her friends made Girls Gone Wild look like a quilting circle. | Kresley Cole | ||
| 37b268b | Regin to Declan: "Lemme guess," Regin said. "You had your introductory spiel all planned, but rational thought deserted you when you saw me stroll in braless."-- --"For the record," She continued, "it's not my fault I came in here looking like Chesty LaRue. You caught me on laundry day, so I have no undergarments on. Though I will cop to a little extra spring in my step for your benefit." | declan-chase dreams-of-a-dark-warrior immortals-after-dark kresley-cole lore paranormal-romance regin-the-radiant valkyrie | Kresley Cole | |
| c43e2ec | Mel scoffed. "Eves, on the scale from wholesome to whoresome, you're practically Amish." | Kresley Cole | ||
| 7b4547e | Lothaire to Trehan: "You are related to me by blood and, like me, are a Dacian royal." "So?" "So that means your ridiculous behavior reflects "upon me." "What are you talking about? My ridiculous behavior?I've done nothing to warrant this summoning, Lothaire. I keep to my library--and to myself. "Exactly. You sit in your room and stroke off to memories of your Bride." | lothaire | Kresley Cole |