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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 310edef | There was the single abiding certainty that they would never be at a loss for things to carry. | Tim O'Brien | ||
| 6566ded | Love is different from most things. If I gave my piece of chalk to someone, then I wouldn't have it anymore. But when I give my love to someone, I end up with more love than I started with. The more love you give away, the more you have left. | Louis Sachar | ||
| 9a8b18f | There was something special about being in a strange place, all alone in a mass of people even if you had just screwed up your life, or perhaps especially if you had just screwed up your life. | Louis Sachar | ||
| f6b98a9 | Tom laughed at the phrase "sexual deviation." Where was the sex? Where was the deviation? He looked at Freddie and said low and bitterly: "Freddie Miles, you're a victim of your own dirty mind." | Patricia Highsmith | ||
| 3b81af2 | An inarticulate anxiety, a desire to know, know anything, for certain, had jammed itself in her throat so for a moment she felt she could hardly breathe. Do you think, do you think, it began. Do you think both of us will die violently someday, be suddenly shut off? But even that question wasn't definite enough. Perhaps it was a statement after all: I don't want to die yet without knowing you. Do you feel the same way, Carol? She could have .. | Patricia Highsmith | ||
| e7481cd | My angel," Carold said. "Flung out of space." -- | Patricia Highsmith | ||
| 5d0714d | She dreamed of leaving, but she had too little exposure to the world to imagine where to go. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 89a4d5c | She wasn't afraid of doing good or of resisting evil. She was merely afraid she might not be able to tell the difference. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 37495d0 | Just my luck, if I believed in luck. I only believe in the opposite of luck, whatever that is. | fantasy wicked | Gregory Maguire | |
| 86fc218 | It was deliciously pagan. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 3ac9957 | It's over the garden wall and we're going to see the Wizard, come what may and hell to pay. -Elphaba | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 103cceb | The feeling that was born that night, how could i describe it?Words like love or lust just don't seem right. I may call it jealousy, or may be anxiety and moreover, need. Even now I'm anxious at times because when I am with Ren, everything around feels like a dream. That was how Ren turned my boring life into an illusion, and that was too much for no matter how hard i tried, it seemed I could never catch him. | Ai Yazawa | ||
| 8a92f62 | And though some days it is very hard, I try not to live for the future. And I try not to dream of the past. | past | Chris Bohjalian | |
| 9bef7c8 | I found out and lost the only place I ever sort of regarded as home. Oh well. Best to stay in one's garden but Voltaire was a boring writer and sex is one of the greatest things there is. | Kathy Acker | ||
| 65337ea | Every day a sharp tool, a powerful destroyer, is necessary to cut away dullness, lobotomy, buzzing, belief in human beings, stagnancy, images, and accumulation. As soon as we stop believing in human beings, rather know we are dogs and trees, we'll start to be happy. | Kathy Acker | ||
| 165a181 | But, if you've decided to go out on a limb and kill one, for goodness' sake, be prepared. We all read, with dismay, the sad story of a good woman wronged in south Mississippi who took that option and made a complete mess of the entire thing. See, first she shot him. Well, she saw right off the bat that that was a mistake because then she had this enormous dead body to deal with. He was every bit as much trouble to her dead as he ever had be.. | murder preparation | Jill Conner Browne | |
| 5fc9def | I will learn to smile at my enemies. | Philippa Gregory | ||
| aefa2fe | There is nothing wrong with me. These are really sick people, sick that you can see. | Laurie Halse Anderson | ||
| be4af87 | The books I'd checked out of the library earlier in the week were still stacked on my bureau, whispering my name and begging to be read. | Laurie Halse Anderson | ||
| a0dc571 | I'm the girl who trips on the dance floor and can't find her way to the exit. All eyes on me. | Laurie Halse Anderson | ||
| 4d8b657 | WHEN YOU'RE READING YOU SHOULD PRETEND YOU'RE REALLY THERE BECAUSE IT WILL MAKE THE BOOK MOR INTERESTING! | Mary Downing Hahn | ||
| d957831 | A problem becomes a problem only if you believe it to be so. And often others see you as you see yourself." I" | Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni | ||
| dd1f008 | A coincidence is just an explanation waiting to happen | Kate Atkinson | ||
| fc15a26 | Patricia embraces me on the station platform. 'The past is what you leave behind in life, Ruby,' she says with the smile of a reincarnated lama. 'Nonsense, Patricia,' I tell her as I climb on board my train. 'The past's what you take with you. | past | Kate Atkinson | |
| 1692c1c | If people believed in eternal damnation they might not be seizing the day quite so much. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| 59536d8 | but one cannot look backward, only forward. What has passed has passed forever. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| 959d8bc | The hell of it is, I know the answer. The answer is that you never, ever, rely on another person for your peace of mind. If you do, you're screwed but good. Not right away, maybe, but sooner or later. You have to -- I don't know --you have to learn to live with yourself. You have to learn to turn back your own sheets and set a table for one without feeling pathetic. You have to be strong and confident and pleased with yourself and never giv.. | self-reliance | Armistead Maupin | |
| e7f08e0 | Pain could be killed. Sadness could not, but the drugs did shut its mouth for a time. | drugs medication pain sadness | Colson Whitehead | |
| 6b62e09 | Sometimes I almost pity them. I think I have a freedom they cannot understand. No insult, no blame can touch me. Because I have set myself beyond the pale. I am nothing, I am hardly human any more. I am the French Lieutenant's Whore. | pity pride whore | John Fowles | |
| 8e27c78 | I'm only happy when I forget to exist. When just my eyes or my ears or my skin exist. | movies reading | John Fowles | |
| 657c6b1 | Ah, Evelyn and Vivian, I love you both, I love you for your sad lives, the empty misery of your coming home at dawn. You too are alone, but you are not like Arturo Bandini, who is neither fish, fowl nor good red herring. So have your champagne, because I love you both, and you too, Vivian, even if your mouth looks like it had been dug out with raw fingernails and your old child's eyes swim in blood written like mad sonnets. | John Fante | ||
| 26ca76b | Royce's eyes narrowed in discouragement at the thoght of having to sing to jenny. his deep bariton voice would surely bring every hound for miles to yap and nip at his heels. | Judith McNaught | ||
| 1fe30d0 | I don't believe that math and nature respond to democracy. Just because very clever people have rejected the role of the infinite, their collective opinions, however weighty, won't persuade mother nature to alter her ways. Nature is never wrong. | nature science | Janna Levin | |
| 6e7e47b | But, as I watch this film, I often think that the boy did not know what he was really running toward, that it was not the end zone which awaited him. Somewhere in that ten second dash the running boy turned to metaphor and the older man could see it where the boy couldn not. He would be good at running, always good at it, and he would always run away from the things that hurt him, from the people who loved him, and from the friends empowere.. | Pat Conroy | ||
| feaa0c4 | As they embrace, she kisses him full on the mouth. And suddenly sticks her tongue right in. She has done this before, often. It's one of those drunken long shots which just might, at least theoretically, once in ten thousand tries, throw a relationship right out of its orbit and send it whizzing off on another. Do women ever stop trying? No. But, because they never stop, they learn to be good losers. | losing relationships women | Christopher Isherwood | |
| 5f0c9a4 | No one ever hates without a cause.... | Christopher Isherwood | ||
| 40f6207 | In my opinion, the sun was made to light worthier toil than this. | labor work | Henry David Thoreau | |
| e4d7e2e | For it matters not how small the beginning may seem to be: what is once well done is done forever. | Henry David Thoreau | ||
| a8c7fd6 | There is some of the same fitness in a man's building his own house that there is in a bird's building its own nest. Who knows but if men constructed their dwellings with their own hands, and provided food for themselves and families simply and honestly enough, the poetic faculty would be universally developed, as birds universally sing when they are so engaged? But alas! we do like cowbirds and cuckoos, which lay their eggs in nests which .. | carpenter house nest walden | Henry David Thoreau | |
| 31c39ee | Man is the artificer of his own happiness. | Henry David Thoreau | ||
| f80fdc1 | I could not help being struck with the foolishness of that institution which treated me as if I were mere flesh and blood and bones, to be locked up. | Henry David Thoreau | ||
| f36c7ee | Must the citizen ever for a moment, or in the least degree, resign his conscience to the legislator? Why has every man a conscience then? I think that we should be men first, and subjects afterward. It is not desirable to cultivate a respect for the law, so much as for the right. The only obligation which I have a right to assume is to do at any time what I think right. | Henry David Thoreau | ||
| 3e66652 | But man's capacities have never been measured; nor are we to judge of what he can do by any precedents, so little have been tried. | measure try | Henry David Thoreau | |
| c5d8f72 | The New Testament is a brutal destroyer of human illusions. If you follow Jesus and don't end up dead, it appears you have some explaining to do. The stark signifier of the human condition is one who spoke up for love and justice and was done to death for his pains. The traumatic truth of human history is a mutilated body. | Terry Eagleton |