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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| dff0a3f | Tiffany's Second Thoughts said: Hang on, was that a First Thought? And Tiffany thought: No, that was a Third Thought. I'm thinking about how I think about what I'm thinking. At least, I think so. Her Second Thoughts said: Let's all calm down, please, because this is quite a small head. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 5e13837 | When he was a boy he'd read books about great military campaigns, and visited the museums and looked with patriotic pride at the paintings of famous cavalry charges, last stands and glorious victories. It had come as rather a shock, when he later began to participate in some of these, to find that the painters had unaccountably left out the intestines. Perhaps they just weren't very good at them. | humourous | Terry Pratchett | |
| e106351 | Death was hereditary. You got it from your ancestors. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| a25d915 | Moist waited. Lord Vetinari could outstare a statue and make even a statue start to feel nervous and confess. Moist's counter was a fetching grin, which he knew annoyed Vetinari beyond measure, and there was absolute silence in the Oblong Office while blank stare and cheery grin battled it out for supremacy in some other dimension. | raising-steam vetinari | Terry Pratchett | |
| 8785f5a | Monsters are getting more uppity, too (...) I heard where this guy, he killed this monster in this lake, no problem, stuck its arm up over the door (...) and you know what? Its mum come and complained. Its actual mum come right down to the hall next day and complained. Actually complained. That's the respect you get. | grendel humor parody | Terry Pratchett | |
| b75ce5d | If the Creator had said, "Let there be light" in Ankh-Morpork, he'd have got no further because of all the people saying "What colour?" | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 736904a | The aristocrats, if such they could be called, generally hated the whole concept of the train on the basis that it would encourage the lower classes to move about and not always be available. | trains | Terry Pratchett | |
| 4441429 | I suspect people are suckers for a prick. I suspect folks just naturally go belly-up for a snob. Folks figure if a guy acts like he's King Tut and everybody else is donkey shit, he must be an aristocrat. | Katherine Dunn | ||
| 55bdd96 | She talks. People talk easily to me. They think a bald albino hunchback can't hide anything. My worst is all out in the open. It makes it necessary for people to tell you about themselves. They begin out of simple courtesy. Just being visible is my biggest confession, so they try to set me at ease by revealing our equality, by dragging out their apparent deformities. That's how it starts. But I am like a stranger on the bus and they get hoo.. | Katherine Dunn | ||
| a868ce8 | There were oil wells everywhere. The soil had been abandoned to dust and lizards, and the backyard of every wind-blistered bungalow in town had thrown over ideas of shade or geraniums in favor of the whiskey promise in the mutter of those green grasshopper pumps...A dozen ravenous steel insects sucked at the shit-caked loam in the mile-square meatfield of empty pens where the beeves, when there were beeves, milled waiting for the knife. (12.. | oil | Katherine Dunn | |
| 29cce8f | I think I'm getting a notion of how to do this. O.K., a carnival works because people pay to feel amazed and scared. They can nibble around a midway getting amazed here and scared there, or both. And do you know what else? Hope. Hope they'll win a prize, break the jackpot, meet a girl, hit a bull's-eye in front of their buddies. In a carnival you call it luck or chance, but it's the same as hope. Now hope is a good feeling that needs risk t.. | religion risk | Katherine Dunn | |
| 8de4236 | The whiskey looks like transparent wood in my glass. | Katherine Dunn | ||
| 4738125 | What greater gift could you offer your children than an inherent ability to earn a living just by being themselves? | Katherine Dunn | ||
| 5d536dc | If a man truly loves, he gives no heed to what others may think. His heart has no room for that, for it is filled to the brim with the unutterable truth of his feelings. | friendship love paula romance stoyan | Juliet Marillier | |
| d81e84e | This had been real: real in its flaws and uncertainties, real in its small triumphs, real in its compromises and understanding. | Juliet Marillier | ||
| 21b22dc | When parents say, 'I wish my child did not have autism,' what they're really saying is, 'I wish the autistic child I have did not exist, and I had a different (non-autistic) child instead.' Read that again. This is what we hear when you mourn over our existence. This is what we hear when you pray for a cure. This is what we know, when you tell us of your fondest hopes and dreams for us: that your greatest wish is that one day we will cease .. | andrew solomon | ||
| ffe30fd | John [the father] kept saying, "You have a penis. That means you're a boy." One day, Shannon noticed that her son had been in the bathroom an awfully long time and pushed the door open. "He had a pair of my best, sharpest sewing scissors poised, ready to cut. Penis in the scissors. I said, 'What are you doing?' He said, 'This doesn't belong here. So I'm going to cut it off.' I said, 'You can't do that.' He said, 'Why not?' I said, 'Because .. | gender-identity penis scissors sex transgender transsexual vagina | Andrew Solomon | |
| 87eb523 | He isn't stupid, but his interests are so narrow I doubt I could slip a sheet of paper in between them | Mercedes Lackey | ||
| 4a098e5 | I feel like a pink worm in the core of this green room, as though I have eaten my way in and should be working on becoming a butterfly, or something. I'm not real awake, here, at the moment. I hear somebody coughing. I hear my heart beating and the high-pitched sound which is my nervous system doing its thing. Oh, God, let today be a normal day. Let me be normally befuddled, normally nervous; get me to the church on time, in time. Let me no.. | Audrey Niffenegger | ||
| c638e80 | And how did they drive people mad? They turned up the volume of the inner monologue, magnified qualities already present to great excess, made people so much themselves that they couldn't stand it. | Donna Tartt | ||
| 8543893 | The real story isn't half as pretty as the one you've heard. The real story is, the miller's daughter with her long golden hair wants to catch a lord, a prince, a rich man's son, so she goes to the moneylender and borrows for a ring and a necklace and decks herself out for the festival. And she's beautiful enough, so the lord, the prince, the rich man's son notices her, and dances with her, and tumbles her in a quiet hayloft when the dancin.. | Naomi Novik | ||
| 24798ee | It wasn't that I wanted a husband and a baby; I didn't, or rather, I only wanted them the way I wanted to live to a hundred: someday, far off, never thinking about the particulars. | Naomi Novik | ||
| 645553c | After a moment, he said, in almost marveling tones, 'Are you deranged? | Naomi Novik | ||
| 7c8ce4a | To let go means to give up coercing, resisting, or struggling, in exchange for something more powerful and wholesome which comes out of allowing things to be as they are without getting caught up in your attraction to or rejection of them, in the intrinsic stickiness of wanting, of liking and disliking. It's akin to letting your palm open to unhand something you have been holding on to. | let-go | Jon Kabat-Zinn | |
| 7975259 | Feeling became fashionable and emotion became a theatre in which people were players who no longer knew who they were off the stage. | Richard Flanagan | ||
| fdc8937 | We remember nothing. Maybe for a year or two. Maybe most of a life, if we live. Maybe. But then we will die, and who will ever understand any of this? And maybe we remember nothing most of all when we put our hands on our hearts and carry on about not forgetting. | Richard Flanagan | ||
| 46bfc54 | Faith is a choice like any other. If you're picking a career or a husband - or deciding whether to have a baby - there are feelings and reasons pro and con out the wazoo. But thinking it through is - at the final hour - horse dookey. You can only try out. | Mary Karr | ||
| 095c530 | I put the thin fragment of glass, dripping blood, in my pocket, and ran out into the misty road. The doors and windows of the houses were shut, nothing was moving. I thought I'd been swallowed by a huge living thing, that I was turning around and around in its stomach like the hero of some fairy tale. | Ryū Murakami | ||
| 1b1e195 | After listening to a lot of these stories, I began to think that American loneliness is a completely different creature from anything we experience in this country, and it made me glad I was born Japanese. The type of loneliness where you need to keep struggling to accept a situation is fundamentally different from the sort you know you'll get through if you just hang in there. | japan life loneliness struggle | Ryū Murakami | |
| 24cc8e2 | Very few people of our generation or the next will reach adulthood without experiencing the sort of unhappiness you can't really deal with on your own. We're still in the minority, so the media lump us together as "The Oversensitive Young", or whatever the latest catchphrase is, but eventually that will change." | Ryū Murakami | ||
| f4dd095 | Did you know that only a tiny minority of viruses cause illness in humans? No one knows how many viruses there are, but their real role, when you get right down to it, is to aid in mutations, to create diversity among life forms. I've read a lot of books on the subject-when you don't need much sleep you have a lot of time to read-and I can tell you that if it weren't for viruses, mankind would never have evolved on this planet. Some viruses.. | Ryū Murakami | ||
| ce97df8 | orang-orang yang tidak tahu apa yang paling mereka inginkan, pasti tidak akan mendapatkan apa pun | Ryū Murakami | ||
| 4fb71b4 | I was in error when I saw him as fixed and stable and thought I would have him forever. He was never fixed, nor stable, but always just a passing, temporary energy-burst. | George Saunders | ||
| 01de101 | If we can't respect the way we earn it, money has no value. If we can't use it to make life better for our families and loved ones, money has no purpose. | Gregory David Roberts | ||
| 9ef18ca | Anything that can be put in a nutshell, should remain there. | Gregory David Roberts | ||
| 0985c91 | When I was twelve, a perceptive schoolmaster wrote in his report, "Sacks will go far, if he does not go too far," and this was often the case." | Oliver Sacks | ||
| bb9dea8 | Did he ask what she'd done in her room? Hell, no. At that point, and after that bewitching smile, if she'd murmured, "I'm leading you into the fiery depths of hell," he'd have followed dumbly." | Kresley Cole | ||
| b7cdfd7 | Face it, Nat, this is one tiger who will never be jumping through your flaming hoop-- | berserker dark-fey dreams-of-a-dark-warrior immortals-after-dark kresley-cole lore natalya paranormal-romance regin-the-radiant thad valkyrie | Kresley Cole | |
| a4064ef | I'm all in, peekon. | Kresley Cole | ||
| a5d1412 | I know I'm wrong in the head! I want to be . . . right. For you." - MacRieve #IAD13 ~" -- | Kresley Cole | ||
| 0c03b3c | MacRieve: You can't drop a line like that without unpacking it. Nix: Just did. You-Lame. MacRieve: It's MacRieve! | Kresley Cole | ||
| e8b27f5 | Your mortal's storming the slaver den." Aric's tone was half-amused, half-approving. "I'm hereby inviting myself on his incursion." | evie jack | Kresley Cole | |
| ad69086 | Even over the rumble of the quakes, I thought I heard Jack rasp, "Bebe?" Then louder: "Doan you do this!" I gasped out, "T-take care of him, Jack-" Death yanked me to him, sweeping me up in his arms. I fought him with any strength I had left, hyperventilating, dulling my claws on his armor, not even scratching it. Death just laughed. "Evie! EVIE!" Jack's bellows grew fainter as the light brightened. "I'm comin' for you! You know I will!" | Kresley Cole | ||
| 6e30c32 | Evie, if you ever get taken from me again, you better know that I'll be coming for you." He cupped my face with a bloodstained hand. "So you stay the hell alive! You doan do like Clotile, you doan take that way out. You and me can get through anything, just give me a chance"--his voice broke lower--"just give me a chance to get to you." He buried his face in my hair, inhaling deeply. "There is nothing that can happen to you that we can't ge.. | Kresley Cole |