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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 1308b34 | Aiden followed my gaze. "Leon, that one there counts half for me. So that's six and a half." Then he pivoted around, heading toward another daimon who had a Guard pinned on the floor. Leon shrugged. "That's okay. I have ten, loser." | leon | Jennifer L. Armentrout | |
| 6a4bbec | And travellers, now, within that valley, Through the red-litten windows see Vast forms, that move fantastically To a discordant melody, While, like a ghastly rapid river, Through the pale door | Edgar Allan Poe | ||
| 16311dc | I Dwelt alone In a world of moan, And my soul was a stagnant tide, Till the fair and gentle Eulalie became my blushing bride- Till the yellow-haired young Eulalie became my smiling bride Ah, less-less bright The stars of night Than the eyes of the radiant girl! And never a flake That the vapor can make With the moon-tints of purple and pearl, Can vie with the modest Eulalie's most unregarded curl- Can vie compare with the bright-eyed E.. | eulalie poetry | Edgar Allan Poe | |
| 4d52b05 | I stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore, And I hold within my hand Grains of the golden sand- How few! yet how they creep Through my fingers to the deep, While I weep- while I weep! O God! can I not grasp Them with a tighter clasp? O God! can I not save One from the pitiless wave? | Edgar Allan Poe | ||
| 2ea0298 | Other friends have flown before -- On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before." Quoth the raven, "Nevermore." | Edgar Allan Poe | ||
| 50127d0 | From the dim regions beyond the mountains at the upper end of our encircled domain, there crept out a narrow and deep river, brighter than all save the eyes of Eleonora; and, winding stealthily about in mazy courses, it passed away, at length, through a shadowy gorge, among hills still dimmer than those whence it had issued. We called it the "River of Silence"; for there seemed to be a hushing influence in its flow. No murmur arose from its.. | eleonora love river short-story silence | Edgar Allan Poe | |
| b823c6f | I have no words -- alas! -- to tell The loveliness of loving well! | poetry words | Edgar Allan Poe | |
| 4da14b4 | Over the Mountains Of the Moon, Down the Valley of the Shadow, Ride, boldly ride," The shade replied,- "If you seek for Eldorado." | Edgar Allan Poe | ||
| f7033ca | America is especially sensitive to war weariness, and nothing brings backlash like the perception of defeat. I say "perception" because America is a very all-or-nothing society... We like to know, and for everyone else to know, that our victory wasn't uncontested, it was positively devastating." | americans victory war | Max Brooks | |
| 1fd334a | Can you ever "solve" poverty? Can you ever "solve" crime? Can you ever "solve" disease, unemployment, war, or any other societal herpes? Hell no." | Max Brooks | ||
| 1a8505f | Love the animals. God has given them the rudiments of thought and joy untroubled. Don't trouble it, don't harass them, don't deprive them of their happiness, don't work against God's intent. Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov | Richard Adams | ||
| a03d13e | Better to die for my people in my own land than rule in another and suffer a lifetime of cowardly guilt. | Darren Shan | ||
| 65924f4 | A wild animal that feels that it no longer has any reason to live reaches in the end a point when its remaining energies may actually be directed toward dying. | Richard Adams | ||
| 76809f8 | Matter of fact, I watch tons of tube, but I also read tons of books so I can figure out what's true and what's fake, which isn't always easy. Books are like truth serum--if you don't read, you can't figure out what's real. | Rodman Philbrick | ||
| 9c3f323 | Every word is part of a picture, Every sentence is a picture. All you have to do is link them together. | Rodman Philbrick | ||
| 9f5210c | MASSIVES, fat heads who assume that television tells the truth" -Kevin 'Freak' from Freak's Dictionary --"Freak the Mighty by Rodman Philbrick pg 165" | Rodman Philbrick | ||
| a1bb98d | All of the designers I have met up to this point have been very nice, although upon being introduced to Karl Lagerfeld, he looks me up and down and dismisses me with the not super-kind, "What can you write that hasn't been written already?" He's absolutely right, I have no idea. I can but try. The only thing I can come up with right now is that Lagerfeld's powdered white ponytail has dusted the shoulders of his suit with what looks like da.. | David Rakoff | ||
| 06bef00 | Random Girl after a hookup: "Do you love me" Tucker: "I don't understand the question." | Tucker Max | ||
| bbcd90a | My favorite random email I got was from some guy who wrote: "Mr. Max, with the hope of a six year old on the night before Christmas asking about Santa, I ask the same question: Do you really exist?" | Tucker Max | ||
| b184050 | I believe in walking out of a museum before the paintings you've seen begin to run together. How else can you carry anything away with you in your mind's eye? | museum | Elizabeth Kostova | |
| b7c0770 | The only difference was, you could play the music again and again; a life plays only once. | Peter Robinson | ||
| f94dd8b | Marriage isn't for the weak or lazy. It's work, and it should be. What would be the point otherwise? | marriage | J.D. Robb | |
| b0f24bb | Wow, colorful. I think the kid's head plowed into me. He came at me like a mortar. Pow! Skull meets tits. Tits lose. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 83f5dd1 | I think I've just lost five pounds in fear sweat." Peabody mopped at her face. "Now I want a cannoli. I don't know why." With a laugh, Roarke shifted to grin at her. "I'll buy you a dozen, precious." "Cannolis, for God's sake." | in-death-series jd-robb peabody roarke | J.D. Robb | |
| c1f8212 | He wanted to heave the glasses against the wall. Break them, break everything he could reach. Beat it, rend it. He stared out the window, imagined the city in flames, consumed to ashes. And still it wasn't enough. | roarke | J.D. Robb | |
| f893dcf | I have seen it over and over, the same sea, the same, slightly, indifferently swinging above the stones, icily free above the stones, above the stones and then the world. If you should dip your hand in, your wrist would ache immediately, your bones would begin to ache and your hand would burn as if the water were a transmutation of fire that feeds on stones and burns with a dark gray flame. If you tasted it, it would first taste bitter, the.. | poetry | Elizabeth Bishop | |
| d11773f | My ears are bleeding. I have a nasty headache. I'm trapped in a room with a murderous faery and I blame you." "That's fair." | Elizabeth May | ||
| 0dbbc34 | When Dante described the circles of Hell, he clearly forgot the one where a hungry pixie sits on one's shoulder for eternity. | Elizabeth May | ||
| 6440cb7 | But you will imagine that it is best that He should at once enable you to see clearly. If it is, you may be sure He will do it. He never makes mistakes. But He often deals far differently with His disciples. He lets them grope their way in the dark until they fully learn how blind they are, how helpless, how absolutely in need of Him. What His methods will be with you I cannot foretell. But you may be sure that He never works in an arbitrar.. | Elizabeth Prentiss | ||
| bd435f9 | Hell is the absence of the people you long for | Emily St. John Mandel | ||
| e29ac81 | I want to do things so wild with you that I don't know how to say them. | Anaïs Nin | ||
| 5d8999e | I sighed. "What is life but fleeting moments of happiness strung together on necklace of despair?" | Marian Keyes | ||
| 2d20ae2 | And so, as quietly as he had lived, he slipped out of town, leaving only a note behind: Well, that's that. I'm off, and if you don't believe I'm leaving, just count the days I'm gone. When you hear the phone not ringing, it'll be me that's not calling. Goodbye, old girl, and good luck. Yours truly, Earl Adcock P.S. I'm not deaf. | husband leaving marriage note vesta-adcock wife | Fannie Flagg | |
| e493127 | You panicked". Venetia's voice is suddenly throbbing, as though she can't control a long-buried anger. "You panicked, Luke, and we lost the best relationship that we had. Everyone was jealous of us at Cambridge, everyone. We were perfect together." We weren't perfect!" He looks at her incredulously. "And I didn't panic---" You did! You couldn't cope with the commitment! It frightened you!" It did not frighten me!" Luke shouts, exasperated. .. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 52fb13d | Is your life ruined? Is it such a disaster for people to know the truth about you? | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| aa39c27 | How are you going to forget him if you keep talking about him? Darling, when things go wrong in life, this is what you do. You lift your chin, put on a ravishing smile, mix yourself a little cocktail... and out you go. | cocktail forget girl him love sad split-up | Sophie Kinsella | |
| baa73a6 | I'm not used to girls, or familiar with their customs. I feel awkward around them, I don't know what to say. I know the unspoken rules of boys, but with girls I sense that I am always on the verge of some unforeseen, calamitous blunder. | girls | Margaret Atwood | |
| ff0be70 | It is always a mistake to curse back openly at those who are stronger than you unless there is a fence between. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 60e97da | Not a hope. I know where I am, and who, and what day it is. These are the tests, and I am sane. Sanity is a valuable possession; I hoard it the way people once hoarded money. I save it, so I will have enough, when the time comes. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| d0c3310 | Not real can tell us about real. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 6df1202 | Something is unfolding, being revealed to me. I see that there's a whole world of of girls and their doings that has been unknown to me, and that I can be part of without making any effort at all. I don't have to keep up with anyone, run as fast, aim as well, make loud explosive noises, decode messages, die on cue. I don't have to think about whether I do these things well, as well as a boy. All I have to do is sit on the floor and cut fryi.. | girls | Margaret Atwood | |
| f46b0c2 | He was deciding whether to cut her throat or love her forever. | love murder | Margaret Atwood | |
| abad590 | Children were vehicles for passing things along. These things could be kingdoms, rich wedding gifts, stories, grudges, blood feuds. Through children, alliances were forged; through children, wrongs were avenged. To have a child was to set loose a force in the world. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 61a0404 | Sometimes when I am dusting the mirror with the grapes I look at myself in it, although I know it is vanity. In the afternoon light of the parlour my skin is a pale mauve, like a faded bruise, and my teeth are greenish. I think of all the things that have been written about me - that I am inhuman female demon, that I am an innocent victim of a blackguard forced against my will and in danger of my own life, that I was too ignorant to know ho.. | Margaret Atwood |