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| fdbd811 | When the gap between the world of the city and the world my grandfather had presented to me as right and good became too wide and depressing to tolerate, I'd turn to my other great love, which was pulp adventure fiction. Despite the fact that [he] would have had nothing but scorn and loathing for all of those violent and garish magazines, there was a sort of prevailing morality in them that I'm sure he would have responded to. The world of .. | fiction morality pulp-fiction | Alan Moore | |
| 6d0f622 | I heard joke once: Man goes to doctor. Says he's depressed. Life seems harsh, and cruel. Says he feels all alone in threatening world. Doctor says: "Treatment is simple. The great clown - Pagliacci - is in town. Go see him. That should pick you up." Man bursts into tears. "But doctor..." he says "I am Pagliacci." Good joke. Everybody laugh. Roll on snare drum. Curtains." | Alan Moore | ||
| e2bbfae | It had been a slow and painful business, discovering that the theory of love did not match the reality of life. It was like expecting to be able to write a symphony because you had once read a handbook of composition. | love reality | Julian Barnes | |
| 81415e8 | And that was all the part of it - the way you were obliged to live. You stifled a groan, you lied about your love, you deceived your legal wife, and all in the name of honour. That was the damned paradox of it - in order to behave well, you have to behave badly. | life paradox | Julian Barnes | |
| f2bf8c8 | Hyn tkwn fy l`shrynt Ht~ n knt mshwsh wGyr mt'kd mn 'hdfk wGytk , fn ldyk Hs qwy bm`n~ lHy@ nfsh , wbmhytk fy lHy@ wbm ymkn 'n tSyr `lyh . fym b`d .. fym b`d hnk lmzyd mn `dm lyqyn , lmzyd mn ltdkhl , lmzyd mn ltrj` , lmzyd mn ldhkryt lzy'f@ . fy lmDy ymknk 'n ttdhkr Hytk lqSyr@ b'kmlh , fym b`d tSbH ldhkr@ shyy' mn lkhrq wlrq` . fhy l~ Hd m tshbh lSndwq l'swd fy lTy'rt ldhy ysjl m yHdth fy Hl@ ltHTm . n lm yHdth shyy' khT' , fn lshryT ymHw.. | Julian Barnes | ||
| e624adc | We had to throw rocks," she said miserably. "I told her to run, to go be free, that I didn't want her anymore. There were other wolves for her to play with, we heard them howling, and Jory said the woods were full of game, so she'd have deer to hunt. Only she kept following and finally we had to throw rocks. I hit her twice. She whined and looked at me and I felt so 'shamed, but it was right, wasn't it? The queen would have killed her." "It.. | nymeria | George R.R. Martin | |
| e30ec40 | Perhaps you should speak more softly to me, then. Monsters are dangerous beasts, and just now kings seem to be dying like flies. | dangerous death die flies kings monsters soft speak whisper | George R.R. Martin | |
| a5269cd | I love you too, sweet sister. But you're a fool. A beautiful golden fool. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| c4cbae0 | Contempt, thought Tyrion, the universal tongue. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 8b617a6 | En las manos adecuadas, un libro puede ser tan peligroso como una espada. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 6b06b7c | I wonder what the High Septon would have to say about the sanctity of oaths sworn while dead drunk, chained to a wall, with a sword pressed to your chest? | jaime-lannister oaths | George R.R. Martin | |
| 6076244 | We will fight a battle, and then we will rest. Alive or dead, we'll rest." - Jon Snow" | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 9a9657c | My gentle sister seems to have mistaken me for Ned Stark." "I hear he was taller." "Not after Joff took off his head." | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 4b7dde3 | The morning air was dark with the smoke of burning gods. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 5f44d69 | Perhaps I will die too, she told herself, and the thought did not seem so terrible to her. If she flung herself from the window, she could put an end to her suffering, and in the years to come the singers would write songs of her grief. Her body would lie on the stones below, broken and innocent, shaming all those who had betrayed her. Sansa went so far as to cross the bedchamber and throw open the shutters ... but then her courage left her.. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 627cd4f | What the King dreams, the Hand builds. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| e21a8ae | The most insidious thing about bondage was how easy it was to grow accustomed to it. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| b5557ba | Nasty thing, a crossbow. How many men you kill with that?" "Nine." His father counted for at least that many, surely. Lord of Casterly Rock, Warden of the West, Shield of Lannisport, Hand of the King, husband, brother, father, father, father." | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 430083c | Proud men might shout that they would sooner die free than live as slaves, but pride was cheap. When the steel struck the flint, such men were rare as dragon's teeth; elsewise the world would not have been so full of slaves. There has never been a slave who did not choose to be a slave, the dwarf reflected. Their choice may be between bondage and death, but the choice is always there. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 507cb44 | I'm not a lady, Arya wanted to tell her, I'm a wolf. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 2d29e7c | Men see what they expect to see. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| cf3a459 | You were wrong to love her, a voice whispered. You were wrong to leave her, a different voice insisted. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| cb755cd | I vow that you shall always have a place by my hearth and meat and mead at my table, and pledge to ask no service of you that might bring you into dishonor. I swear it by the old gods and the new. Arise. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 13eb756 | Children are a battle of a different sort. ... A battle without banners or warhorns but no less fierce. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 988eddb | Time is different for a tree than for a man. Sun and soil and water, these are the things a weirwood understands, not days and years and centuries. For men, time is a river. We are trapped in its flow, hurtling from past to present, always in the same direction. The lives of trees are different. They root and grow and die in one place, and that river does not move them. The oak is the acorn, the acorn is the oak. | epistemology humanity past present time trees | George R.R. Martin | |
| 90859a0 | She did not come to him, however. he tough. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 9918532 | Mother said," mocked the king. "Don't be childish." "We're children," Myrcella declared haughtily. "We're supposed to be childish." The Hound laughed. "She has you there." | George R.R. Martin | ||
| bfa11f5 | The sense of responsibility in the financial community for the community as a whole is not small. It is nearly nil. | John Kenneth Galbraith | ||
| 00213f2 | Everyone wants to believe that there's something else - something great - waiting for them on the other side. Paradise. Valhalla. Heaven. Their next - hopefully less horrible - life. | mithology | Meg Cabot | |
| 772d8d1 | I didn't know what I was supposed to say about that, so I just said, "Wow" | Meg Cabot | ||
| d30ab0b | But I don't care what Megan Fox or Jessica Biel say: There are definite advantages to being the hottest girl on the planet. Number one was that I got paid for it. A lot. | popularity sex-appeal | Meg Cabot | |
| eb2336e | I've come to the conclusion that, aside from Nazis, the Taliban, and possibly the honey badger, there is no one on the planet more merciless than a teenage girl once she's decided she dislikes you. | Meg Cabot | ||
| 93787be | It's simple, really," Alaric Wulf said. " Lucien Antonescu is the prince of darkness." Jon nodded. "Yeah," he said. "We know. He's got a castle and stuff." | Meg Cabot | ||
| 19fc1f5 | I thought you'd like it," he said, seeming hurt. "You look very pretty." | meg-cabot pierce-and-john | Meg Cabot | |
| 7d411c7 | If kisses were what you were looking for, little fool, why didn't you come to me? quoted by Susannah Simon | Meg Cabot | ||
| 43e8c57 | I don't do alcohol. Or other people's boyfriends. And don't you forget it. | Meg Cabot | ||
| 688167f | But have you noticed the slight curl at the end of Sam II's mouth, when he looks at you? It means that he didn't want you to name him Sam II, for one thing, and for two other things it means that he has a sawed-off in his left pants leg, and a baling hook in his right pants leg, and is ready to kill you with either of them, given the opportunity. The father is taken aback. What he usually says, in such a confrontation, is "I changed your di.. | relationships | Donald Barthelme | |
| eb55eaa | I know you. I know this isn't you. And even if it is, I still love you. As much as I always have. You will always be mine. I will always love you, I promised you that when you left, and it's true now. | blue-bloods jack love schuyler vampire | Melissa de la cruz | |
| 551077c | I'm proud of you, Bliss," he said. "Michael's sword released the souls that were trapped in your blood. You freed them. You freed me." "But now I'm never going to see you again, am I?" she asked. Dylan smiled. "It's unlikely. But I never say never.' "I wish you wouldn't go. I'll miss you so much," Bliss said. "I'll miss you too." Dylan put his hand up, and so did Bliss. But this time, instead of touching air, she felt his warm hand grasping.. | bliss dylan | Melissa de la Cruz | |
| 65f9c18 | It was the truth, and like any truth, it was powerful. | truth | Melissa de la Cruz | |
| 1192126 | memories were tricky things...they weren't stable. they changed with perception over time. ...they shifted, and [she] understood how the passage of time affected them. the hard working striver might recall his childhood as one filled with misery and hardship marred by the cat calls and mae calling of playground bullies, but later, have a much more forgiving understanding of past injustices. the handmade clothes he had been forced to wear, b.. | Melissa de la Cruz | ||
| 8f6cbb9 | I just can't. I'm married. I made my bed and now I have to lie in it. | sara gruen | ||
| f4cf51e | When did I stop being me? | Sara Gruen | ||
| 4e24aaa | My father felt it was his duty to continue to treat animals long after he stopped getting paid. He couldn't stand by and watch a horse colic or a cow labor with a breech calf even though it meant personal ruin. The parallel is undeniable. There is no question I am the only thing standing between these animals and the business practices of August and Uncle Al, and what my father would do - what my father would want me to do - is look after t.. | Sara Gruen |