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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 1c5679d | I was sixteen then, and I'm seventeen now, and sometimes I act like I'm about thirteen. Sometimes, I act a lot older than I am--I really do. But people never notice it. People never notice anything. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 2cadf31 | she was so much a personality and so little anything else that even staring straight at her he had no idea what she really looked like. | Jonathan Franzen | ||
| 0083f50 | In my original review (written after the 1st 100 pages, I found the book to be one long gossip column that Ann Coulter couldn have written). However after finishing the book, my view has chnaged somehwhat in that O'Rielly never got to the heart of the subject. He basically leaves the reader hanging by throwing out names he doesnt bother to investigate any further such Goerge de Morhrenshildt (who according to the book has some CIA connectio.. | 대마초구입방법 대마초구입하는곳 대마초파는곳 떨-판매매 떨구입 떨구입방법 | 한국떨구하는곳텔/위AirKushIn my original review (written after the 1st 100 pages | |
| c896ccb | The idea that making an activity legal would reduce its incidence is preposterous. This is exactly like the Clintonian statement about wanting to make abortion 'safe, legal and rare.' The most effective way to make something 'rare' is to make it illegal. | Ann Coulter | ||
| ceb3712 | Poof! It's magic! | Amy Sedaris | ||
| 03d3622 | I learn things late-and only the hard way. | James Ellroy | ||
| e85ef76 | l'lm w'lwn lkhyb@ wlkab@ l twjd ltHznn wltjrdn mn lqym@ wlkrm@, wnm wjdt ltzydn nDjan wSfan | growing-up pain survival | Hermann Hesse | |
| 0077182 | In my brain were stored a thousand pictures. | life-of-the-mind thoughts | Hermann Hesse | |
| e65a2ab | Every important cultural gesture comes down to a morality, a model for human behavior concentrated into a gesture. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| a4cd3ee | Obedient to no man, dependent only on weather and season, without a goal before them or a roof above them, owning nothing, open to every whim of fate, the homeless wanderers lead their childlike, brave, shabby existence. They are the sons of Adam, who was driven out of Paradise; the brothers of the animals, of innocence. Out of heaven's hand they accept what is given them from moment to moment: sun, rain, fog, snow, warmth, cold, comfort, a.. | death freedom innocence wanderer wayfarer | Hermann Hesse | |
| 7e493de | Der Vogel kampft sich aus dem Ei. Das Ei ist die Welt. Wer geboren werden will, muss eine Welt zerstoren. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| ae86485 | Later, when Ged thought back upon that night, he knew that had none touched him when he lay thus spirit-lost, had none called him back in some way, he might have been lost for good. It was only the dumb instinctive wisdom of the beast who licks his hurt companion to comfort him, and yet in that wisdom Ged saw something akin to his own power, something that went as deep as wizardry. From that time forth he believed that the wise man is one w.. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| 8c56d2a | That is between me and my shadow. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| 67ecc56 | All fiction is metaphor. Science fiction is metaphor. What sets it apart from older forms of fiction seems to be its use of new metaphors, drawn from certain great dominants of our contemporary life -- science, all the sciences, and technology, and the relativistic and the historical outlook, among them. Space travel is one of these metaphors; so is an alternative society, an alternative biology; the future is another. The future, in fictio.. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| cd64b05 | You can either let it wreck you, let it get you killed like it nearly did with the Weaver, or you can learn to live with it. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| ce49738 | Get. Up." Her mouth tightened. "You want to die in this war so badly, then get up." | yrene-towers | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 42f4982 | Dorian walked slowly back to his rooms, his heart racing. He could still feel her lips on his, smell the scent of her hair, and see the gold in her eyes flickering in the candlelight. Consequences be damned. He'd find a way to make it work; he'd find a way to be with her. He had to. He had leapt from the cliff. He could only wait for the net. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| e9a1572 | You drove me mad, | acotar tamlin | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 3da3353 | I am the dark lord, who stole away the bride of spring. I am a demon, and a nightmare, and I will meet a bad end. He is the golden prince--the hero who will get to keep you as his reward for not dying of stupidity and arrogance. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 49c0dfd | Lysandra snorted. Bringing a wet dog into a covert meeting - very queenly. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 92be110 | His laugh rumbled against me. Eyes closed, the wind roaring like a wild animal, I adjusted my position, gripping him tighter. My knuckles brushed one of his wings- smooth and cool like silk, but hard as stone with it stretched taut. Fascinating. I blindly reached again... and dared to run a fingertip along some inner edge. Rhysand shuddered, a soft groan slipping past my ear. "That," he said tightly, "is very sensitive". I snatched my fin.. | mate rhysand | Sarah J. Maas | |
| a652a3b | But I wouldn't sit in my room, couldn't allow myself to mourn and mope and weep and sleep. So I would venture out, even if it was an agony... | feyre | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 6928146 | Desperation breeds people who are willing to do anything to get what they need. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| c764911 | So Dorian closed his eyes, and took another long breath. And when he opened his eyes, he let her go. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| b58ff92 | Against slavery, against tyranny, I would gladly go to my death, no matter whose freedom I was defending. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 51284a2 | So she steeled herself. "I have never told anyone this story. No one in the world knows it. But it's mine," she said, blinking past the burning in her eyes, "and it's time for me to tell it." Rowan leaned back on the rock, bracing his palms behind him. "Once upon a time," she said to him, to the world, to herself, "in a land long since burned to ash, there lived a young princess who loved her kingdom . . . very much." And then she told him .. | celaena-sardothien pg488 rowan-whitethorn | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 11b03c8 | That I hadn't heard from Feyre yet told me enough: still asleep. And as tempting as it was to wake her just to hear the sound of her voice, I had little desire to have my balls nailed to the wall for disrupting her sleep. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 22e6309 | Fly, Abraxos," she breathed. Abraxos sucked in a great breath, tucked his wings in tight, and fell off the side of the post. He liked to do that - just tumble off as though he'd been struck dead. Her wyvern, it seemed, had a wicked sense of humor." | manon-blackbeak | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 355400b | This doom has not yet come to pass, it seemed to whisper in her ear. There is still time. Do not succumb to fear yet. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 72aaf89 | For someone with a heart of stone, yours is certainly soft these days. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 66f245d | A feral smile, and he grabbed her by the chin--not hard enough to hurt, but to get her to look at him. "First thing," he breathed, "we're not friends. I'm still training you, and that means you're still under my command." the flicker of hurt must have shown, because he leaned closer, his grip tightening on her jaw. "Second--whatever we are, whatever this is? I'm still figuring it out, too. So if I'm going to give you the space you deserve t.. | rowan | Sarah J. Maas | |
| e32e207 | Aedion went rigid. "And what about unquestioning loyalty? What have you done to earn that? What have you done to save our people since you've returned? Were you ever going to tell me about the blood oath, or was that just another of your many lies?" Aelin snarled with an animalistic intensity that reminded him she, too, had Fae blood in her veins. "Go have your temper tantrum somewhere else. Don't come back until you can act like a human .. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 8342ac2 | Better than being a dog leashed by a psychotic monster. | rowan-whitethorn | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 6816f21 | Rowan just asked, "Did you have a favorite form?" Lysandra's grin was nothing short of wicked. "I liked anything with claws and big, big fangs." | pg313 rowan-whitethorn | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 213c85e | In her bones, in her blood and breath and soul, she was so, so tired. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| ea224ad | If the Valg craved the sunshine of Erilea, then she would give it to them. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 1e1b242 | Even if the steering wheel fits, you don't have to keep gripping it. | Beth Moore | ||
| 842e2ba | He] saw communism for the sham that it was--a bunch of brutes who seized power in the name of the people, only to repress the very people they claimed to champion. | Vince Flynn | ||
| 916b03a | You are always born under the wrong sign, and to live in this world properly you have to rewrite your own horoscope day by day. | wisdom-inspirational | Umberto Eco | |
| d9f4ed7 | If I'd been ten years old again I'd have stuck my tongue out at Caroline. At sixteen, I ought to be above such behavior. I wasn't. | Alyxandra Harvey | ||
| f55db2f | What is it?' I whispered. 'What's wrong?' 'Everything but you,' he said hoarsely. | Alyxandra Harvey | ||
| 0f2048d | The Drake's didn't lure drunk college students out of the bars and compel them to forget being fed on. Well, maybe Quinn used to, but I could guarantee none of those girls needed to be compelled. | Alyxandra Harvey | ||
| e1715eb | Many who have learned from Hesiod the countless names of gods and monsters never understand that night and day are one | names nomenclature noumena phenomena words | Heraclitus | |
| 674a979 | He's only harming himself who's bent upon harming another | morality | Hesiod |