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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 09ebda0 | You dont know how hard it was for me to take you and leave them alive. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| ef03964 | Bella, it's not my fault if you are exceptionally unobservant. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| e6f4cf0 | the way a man might hesitate before he kissed a woman, to gauge her reaction, to see how he would be received. Perhaps he would hesitate to prolong the moment, that ideal moment of anticipation, sometimes better than kiss itself. | kissing | Stephenie Meyer | |
| feafe18 | Aw, what a waste. And here you're probably the one person who could take him - since he can't get in your head to cheat - and you had a perfect excuse, too. I've been dying to see how he'd do without that advantage. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| e2c557f | Just because I'm resisting the wine doesn't mean I can't appreciate the bouquet. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| 6413bd0 | I had the feeling Edward wasn't the kind of person anyone got used to. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| fe08efb | Master Richard!" Hunch's voice was not loud, but it expressed volumes of scandalized disapproval. Mairelon paused and looked up. "What is it?" "You ain't going to just--" Hunch stopped and looked at Kim. "Not with 'er standing there!" "Oh, is that all that's bothering you?" Mairelon looked at Kim and grinned. "Turn your back, child; you're offending Hunch's proprieties." Kim flushed, as much from surprise as embarrassment, and turned away. .. | Patricia C. Wrede | ||
| 51bb6dd | Newton Pulsifer had never...as far as he knew, ever believed in anything. It had been embarrassing, because he quite wanted to believe in something, since he recognized that belief was the lifebelt that got most people through the choppy waters of Life. He'd have liked to believe in a supreme God, although he'd have preferred a half-hour's chat with Him before committing himself, to clear up one or two points. He'd sat in all sorts of churc.. | neil-gaiman religion terry-pratchett | Neil Gaiman | |
| 1333f99 | Shitbucket, hellfire, damnation, and son of a mother bitch," said Rosaleen, laying into each word like it was sweet potatoes on her tongue." | Sue Monk Kidd | ||
| b072d1a | I'd been wandering about in the enchantments of romance, afflicted with the worst female curse on earth, the need to mold myself to expectations. | Sue Monk Kidd | ||
| 0ca4ac8 | I often went to Catholic mass or Eucharist at the Episcopal church, nourished by the symbol and power of this profound feeding ritual. It never occurred to me how odd it was that women, who have presided over the domain of food and feeding for thousands of years, were historically and routinely barred from presiding over it in a spiritual context. And when the priest held out the host and said, "This is my body, given for you," not once did.. | Sue Monk Kidd | ||
| cd97b4f | I wondered what it was like to be inside her, just a curl of flesh swimming in the darkness, the quiet things that had passed between us. | Sue Monk Kidd | ||
| b00ec8a | I didn't know how to be in the world without her. | Sue Monk Kidd | ||
| 9cce376 | The invasion of Iraq was a bandit act, an act of | Harold Pinter | ||
| 8861aa3 | This isn't champagne anymore. We went through the champagne a long time ago. This is serious stuff. The days of champagne are long gone. | war | Sam Shepard | |
| 64bab65 | With thought, patience, and discrimination, book passion becomes the signature of a person's character. | Nicholas A. Basbanes | ||
| dd11bdf | Perhaps if the year was 1447 instead of 1947 I might have hoodwinked my gentle nature by administering her some classical poison from a hollow agate, some tender philter of death. But in our middle-class nosy era it would not have come off the way it used to in the brocaded palaces of the past. Nowadays you have to be a scientist if you want to be a killer. | Vladimir Nabokov | ||
| b1169f4 | I'm a radiant void. I'm convalescing after a long and dreadful illness...I cannot brood over broken hearts, mine is too recently mended [...] | Vladimir Nabokov | ||
| e352ac4 | The commentator may be excused for repeating what he has stressed in his own books and lectures, namely that "offensive" is frequently but a synonym for "unusual;" and a great work of art is of course always original, and thus by its very nature should come more or less as a shocking surprise." | Vladimir Nabokov | ||
| ef8a1ee | A writing may be lost; a lie may be written; but what the eye has seen is truth and remains in the mind! | reality writing | Joseph Conrad | |
| 89424ae | It's extraordinary how we go through life with eyes half shut, with dull ears, with dormant thoughts. Perhaps it's just as well; and it may be that it is this very dullness that makes life to the incalculable majority so supportable and so welcome. Nevertheless, there can be but few of us who had never known one of these rare moments of awakening when we see, hear, understand ever so much--everything--in a flash--before we fall back again i.. | Joseph Conrad | ||
| c0cb8b5 | I had no particular desire to enlighten them, but I had some difficulty in restraining myself from laughing in their faces, so full of stupid importance. | Joseph Conrad | ||
| 43a506e | IF YOU'RE DEPRESSED, I WILL BE THERE FOR YOU As everyone knows, depressed people are some of the most boring people in the world. I know this because when I was depressed, people fled. Except my best friends. I will be there for you during your horrible break-up, or getting fired from your job, or if you're just having a bad couple of months or year. I will hate it and find you really tedious, but I promise I won't abandon you. | Mindy Kaling | ||
| d8feebb | The way you write ronin is Lang Ren with the character for wave and the character for person, which is pretty much how I feel, like a little wave person, floating around on the stormy sea of life. | life stormy | Ruth Ozeki | |
| 05ab03b | Don't even the best and most fortunate of lives hint at other possibilities, at a different kind of sweetness and, yes, bitterness too? Isn't this why we can't help feeling cheated, even when we know we haven't been? | Richard Russo | ||
| d255665 | Maturity, as I conceived it, was recognizing what was bad or peculiar in life, admitting it has to stay that way, and going ahead with the best of things. | Richard Ford | ||
| 41d61f8 | The more things you own, the more things you need to keep you comfortable. | Norman Mailer | ||
| a28a488 | Great hope has no real footing unless one is willing to face into the doom that may also be on the way. p.207 | mailer | Norman Mailer | |
| 6594fcb | Literature wasn't intended to be about perfect people, it was about flaws, very real and very deep human flaws. | Erin McCarthy | ||
| 9da8278 | I am successful because of my brains and my guts, put together, and I don't need some fancy-ass degree from a bunch of sweater-vest-wearing pricks who haven't gotten laid since Bush Senior was president... Do you know who studies sociology? People who would rather observe life than live it. | brains guts intelligence sociology | Erin McCarthy | |
| cb2755a | They watched storms out there so distant they could not be heard, the silent lightning flaring sheetwise and the thin black spine of the mountain chain fluttering and sucked away again in the dark. They saw wild horses racing on the plain, pounding their shadows down the night and- leaving in the moonlight a vaporous dust like the palest stain of their passing. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| 3190dfa | I have no wish to paint the world in colors more somber than those it wears, but as the world gives way to darkness it becomes more and more difficult to dismiss the understanding that the world is in fact oneself. It is a thing which you have created, no more, no less. And when you cease to be so will the world. There will be other worlds. Of course. But they are the worlds of other men and your understanding of them was never more than an.. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| 5eee63d | His origins are become remote as is his destiny and not again in all the world's turnings will there be terrains so wild and barbarous to try whether the stuff of creation may be shaped to man's will or whether his own heart is not another kind of clay. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| cb58647 | Do you have any notion of how goddamned crazy you are? | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| 72875c9 | It's a mess, aint it Sheriff? If it aint it'll do till a mess gets here. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| 5bbd76f | why did I have to keep learning this same thing over and over? | Annie Dillard | ||
| 14c0836 | The reader's ear must adjust down from loud life to the subtle, imaginary sounds of the written word. An ordinary reader picking up a book can't yet hear a thing; it will take half an hour to pick up the writing's modulations, its ups and downs and louds and softs. | Annie Dillard | ||
| a370e0b | I want people who write to crash or dive below the surface, where life is so cold and confusing and hard to see. Your anger and damage and grief are the way to the truth. | Anne Lamott | ||
| 7902345 | Some people wanted to get rich or famous, but my friends and I wanted to get real. We wanted to get deep. (Also, I suppose, we wanted to get laid.) | Anne Lamott | ||
| 8187265 | I took notes on the people around me, in my town, in my family, in my memory. I took notes on my own state of mind, my grandiosity, the low self-esteem. I wrote down the funny stuff I overheard. I learned to be like a ship's rat, veined ears trembling, and I learned to scribble it all down. | Anne Lamott | ||
| a5143f8 | The point is that no matter what you choose to do with your body when you die, it won't, ultimately, be very appealing. If you are inclined to donate yourself to science, you should not let images of dissection or dismemberment put you off. They are no more or less gruesome, in my opinion, than ordinary decay or the sewing shut of your jaws via your nostrils for a funeral viewing. | dissection funeral science | Mary Roach | |
| c132b7a | The principle I always go on in writing a novel is to think of the characters in terms of actors in a play. I say to myself, if a big name were playing this part, and if he found that after a strong first act he had practically nothing to do in the second act, he would walk out. Now, then, can I twist the story so as to give him plenty to do all the way through? I believe the only way a writer can keep himself up to the mark is by examining.. | creative-process plot storytelling writing | P.G. Wodehouse | |
| a743e49 | He groaned slightly and winced like Prometheus watching his vulture dropping in for lunch. | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| 1ab0d8e | Hugo?' 'Millicent?' 'Is that you?' 'Yes. Is that you?' 'Yes.' Anything in the nature of misunderstanding was cleared away. It was both of them. | P.G. Wodehouse |