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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 6f58f78 | You were in business making meth? Do you have any idea what that drug does to people?" We weren't givin' it away," Concise snaps. "If someone was fool enough to mess himself up, that was his problem." I shake my head, disgusted. "If you build it, they will come." If you build it," Concise says, "you cover your rent. If you build it, you pay off the loan sharks. If you build it, you put shoes on your kid's feet and food in his belly and mayb.. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| e313467 | We could all be lucky. We could all be what we want to be, instead of who someone else told us to be. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 1421590 | If it's us", she whispered, "how come you get to decide?" When he didn't answer - couldn't answer - she turned and stared out the front window. As it turned out, they were still in the parking lot. They hadn't gotten anywhere at all." | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 8972121 | Love makes life a little brighter | Jodi Picoult | ||
| e906602 | I used to think I'd be just like them when I grew up, but I am not. And the thing is, somewhere along the way, I stopped wanting to be like them, anyway. | parent | Jodi Picoult | |
| 9838c14 | When someone dies, it feels like the hole in your gums when a tooth falls out. you can chew, youc an eat, you have plenty of other teeth, but your tongue keeps going back to that empty place, where all the nerves are still a little raw. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 5c30275 | I'm telling you, if aliens landed on earth today and took a good hard look at why babies get born, they'd conclude that most people had children by accident, or because they drink too much on a certain night, or because birth control isn't one hundred percent, or for a thousand other reasons that really aren't very flattering. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 0fcfff0 | Nobody wants to admit to this, but bad things will keep on happening. Maybe that's because it's all a chain, and a long time ago someone did the first bad thing, and that led someone else to do another bad thing, and so on. You know, like that game where you whisper a sentence into someone's ear, and that person whispers it to someone else, and it all comes out wrong in the end. But then again, maybe bad things happen because it's the only .. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 00187cb | Here's what I hadn't realized: the mother you haven't seen for almost thirty-six years isn't your mother, she's a stranger. Sharing DNA doesn't make you fast friends. This wasn't a joyous reunion. It was just awkward. | motherhood reunion | Jodi Picoult | |
| 090347c | When you love someone, you don't see parts of him you don't like. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| ef79a69 | She wondered if this was true of every parent: if, prior to having children, they all used to be someone else. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| ef2cfe3 | No matter how much you consumed, you would not have your fill. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 595e4ea | But mostly I wondered why the head could move so swiftly while the heart dragged its feet. I still loved him. It felt like anything else permanent that has gone missing; a lost tooth, a severed leg. You might know better, but that doesn't keep your tongue from poling at the hole in your gum, or your phantom limb from aching. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 2406365 | With these words Jake had let go of me. Which proved that he knew more about why I was leaving than even I did. I had believed that I was running away from what had happened. I did not know, not until I met Nicholas days later, that the whole time I was really running towards what was yet to be. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| a029ddf | She's not like anyone I've ever seen before. When I'm not with her, I want to be. And when she opens the book and I see her face, I can barely remember what I'm supposed to say, much less how to speak at all." I test the words on my tongue. "I think I might be in love with her. But how can I really know, since the only love I've ever experienced was written for me?" | oliver | Jodi Picoult | |
| a1a7389 | If you'll not let me be spiritual about it, you'll have to put up wi' my baser nature. I'm going to be a beast." He bit my neck. "Do ye want me to be a horse, a bear, or a dog?" | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 92c1c6c | Murtagh was one of those men who always looked a bit startled to find that women had voices, but he nodded politely enough. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 2842c5d | A cold supper, were you thinking? I asked dubiously. I was not, he said firmly, I mean to light a roaring fire in the kitchen hearth, fry up a dozen eggs in butter, and eat them all, then lay ye down on the hearth rug and roger ye 'till you - is that all right? he inquired, noticing my look. 'Til I what? I asked fascinated by his description of the evening's program. 'Til ye burst into flame and take me with ye, I suppose, he said, and stoo.. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| b250d28 | He reached forward then took me in his arms, held me close for a moment, the breath of snow and ashes cold around us. Then he kissed me, released me, and I took a deep breath of cold air, harsh with the scent of burning. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 61655d5 | They're only Scotch pearls," he said, apologetically, "but they look bonny on you." His fingers lingered a moment on my neck. "Those were your mother's pearls!" said Dougal, glowering at the necklace. "Aye," said Jamie calmly, "and now they're my wife's. Shall we go?" | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 6276acd | When you hold a child to your breast to nurse, the curve of the little head echoes exactly the curve of the breast it suckles, as though this new person truly mirrors the flesh from which it sprang. | children motherhood | Diana Gabaldon | |
| 7b4f399 | Blessed are those who eat greens, for they shall keep their teeth. Blessed are those who wash their hands after wiping their arses, for they shall not sicken. Blessed are those who boil water, for they shall be called saviors of mankind. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 05143c6 | I put back my head, looking up at the deep black sky swimming with hot stars. If you knew they were really balls of flaming gas, you could imagine them as Van Gogh saw them, without difficulty . . . and looking into that illuminated void, you understood why people have always looked up into the sky when talking to God. You need to feel the immensity of something very much bigger than yourself, and there it is - immeasurably vast, and always.. | stars vast-universe void | Diana Gabaldon | |
| b5a6bd4 | This was nonsense, he thought. The need of her was a physical thing, like the thirsty of a sailor becalmed for weeks on the sea. He'd felt the need before, often, often, in their years apart. But why now? She was safe; he knew where she was - was it only the exhaustion of the past weeks and days, or perhaps the weakness of creeping age that made his bones ache, as though she had in fact been torn from his body, as God had made Eve from Adam.. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| ca933ce | When I was little there was a picture in one of our books, a dark place into which a single weak ray of light came slanting upon two faces lifted out of the shadow. | William Faulkner | ||
| 3a756dd | A man. All men. He will pass up a hundred chances to do good for one chance to meddle where meddling is not wanted. He will overlook and fail to see chances, opportunities, for riches and fame and welldoing, and even sometimes for evil. But he won't fail to see a chance to meddle. | William Faulkner | ||
| a3a8760 | Three quarks for Muster Mark! | physics quark | James Joyce | |
| 7c4d970 | So. Avelaval. My leaves have drifted from me. All. But one clings still. I'll bear it on me. To remind me of. Lff! So soft this morning, ours. Yes. Carry me along, taddy, like you done through the toy fair! If I seen him bearing down on me now under whitespread wings like he'd come from Arkangels, I sink I'd die down over his feet, humbly dumbly, only to washup. Yes, tid. There's where. First. We pass through grass behush the bush to. Whish.. | James Joyce | ||
| 9127dde | It pained him that he did not know well what politics meant and that he did not know where the universe ended. He felt small and weak. When would he be like the fellows in poetry and rhetoric? They had big voices and big boots and they studied trigonometry. That was very far away. First came the vacation and then the next term and then vacation again and then again another term and then again the vacation. It was like a train going in and o.. | James Joyce | ||
| 90433c6 | A wild angel had appeared to him, the angel of mortal youth and beauty, an envoy from the fair courts of life, to throw open before him in an instant of ecstasy the gates of all the ways of error and glory. | James Joyce | ||
| 44f7535 | Yes, it was her he was looking at, and there was meaning in his look. His eyes burned into her as though they would search her through and through, read her very soul. | James Joyce | ||
| a5b2207 | No era el hombre mas honesto ni el mas piadoso, pero era un hombre valiente. | Arturo Pérez-Reverte | ||
| 9559ad8 | What about the future?" "We'll talk about the future when it gets here." | Arturo Pérez-Reverte | ||
| 251f1ca | There is another physical law that teases me, too: the Doppler Effect. The sound of anything coming at you- a train, say, or the future- has a higher pitch than the sound of the same thing going away. If you have perfect pitch and a head for mathematics you can compute the speed of the object by the interval between its arriving and departing sounds. I have neither perfect pitch nor a head for mathematics, and anyway who wants to compute th.. | Wallace Stegner | ||
| 39bde67 | What ever happened to the passion we all had to improve ourselves, live up to our potential, leave a mark on the world? Our hottest arguments were always about how we could contribute. We did not care about the rewards. We were young and earnest. | contributions passion youth | Wallace Stegner | |
| c3c4b3c | You married me...but you didn't marry what you could make out of me. | Wallace Stegner | ||
| ea340b9 | It's easier to die than to move ... at least for the Other Side you don't need trunks. | death moving | Wallace Stegner | |
| dc12340 | What a fortunate fellow I am, I kept telling myself. Nobody has ever had such a lovely time as this! | Roald Dahl | ||
| 1507330 | These books gave Matilda a hopeful and comforting message: You are not alone. | Roald Dahl | ||
| 005133c | The only sensible thing to do when you are attacked is, as Napoleon once said, to counter-attack. | Roald Dahl | ||
| 2275f9e | and when he put his mind to it, he could make his words coil themselves around and around the listener until they held her in some sort of a mild hypnotic spell. | Roald Dahl | ||
| 4fe7af4 | Matilda longed for her parents to be good and loving and understanding and honourable and intelligent. The fact that they were none of these things was something she had to put up with. It was not easy to do so. But the new game she had invented of punishing one or both of them each time they were beastly to her made her life more or less bearable. Being very small and very young, the only power Matilda had over anyone in her family was bra.. | Roald Dahl | ||
| 3185e54 | There are a whole lot of things in this world of ours you haven't even started wondering about yet. | Roald Dahl | ||
| 60bf1b1 | Human beans is the only animals that is killing their own kind. | Roald Dahl |