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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| a253a2b | Freedom is never very safe. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| f3e427b | How do I know," she said at last, "that you are what you seem to be?" "You don't," Said he. "I don't know what I seem, to you." | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| f2be86c | Invincible is just a word | Takehiko Inoue | ||
| 3219438 | Cauldron save me," she began whispering, her voice lovely and even-like music. "Mother hold me," she went on, reciting a prayer similar to one I'd heard once before, when Tamlin eased the passing of that lesser faerie who'd died in the foyer. Another of Amarantha's victims. "Guide me to you." I was unable to raise my dagger, unable to take the step that would close the distance between us. "Let me pass through the gates; let me smell that i.. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 636e660 | Lucien only nodded. But I felt his gaze on my back, fixed right on my spine, as I headed downstairs. To see Ianthe. And at last decide how I was going to shred her into pieces. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| cd76ee0 | Because destroying a symbol can break the spirits of men as much as bloodshed. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| db1b304 | I needed not to be dead when I agreed." "You needed not to be alone." | feyre rhysand sarah-j-maas | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 82118c6 | Take nothing with you, leave nothing behind. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 246147f | The three others whirled for Rowan, and there was nothing he could do to get to that fuse. To save the queen who held his heart in her scarred hands. | pg551 rowan-whitethorn | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 23e5a2c | Whatever had happened, however it had been freed, Manon didn't care. That mortal, human weight vanished. Strength coursed through her, coating her bones like armor. Invincible, immortal, unstoppable. Manon tipped her head back to the sky, spread her arms wide, and roared. | pg562 roar | Sarah J. Maas | |
| cc3b146 | Rhysand just brushed an invisible fleck of dust off Tamlin's sleeve. Part of me admired the sheer nerve it must have taken. Had Tamlin's teeth been inches from my throat, I would have bleated in panic. Rhys cut a glance at me. "No, you wouldn't have. As far as your memory serves me, the last time Tamlin's teeth were near your throat, you slapped him across the face." I snapped up my forgotten shields, scowling." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 2dba1e1 | They both turned, giving Rowan Whitethorn horrifyingly innocent smiles. The Fae Prince, to his credit, only winced after they looked away again. Elide | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 231ce1a | I could barely look at him without wanting to combust | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| cefe96a | Sprawled across the top like a snake lay a familiar necklace of diamonds and rubies. I'd seen it before--in Tarquin's trove. "How ... what?" Amren smiled to herself. "Varian sent it to me. To soften Tarquin's declaration of our blood feud." I'd thought the rubies would need to be worn by a mighty female--and could think of no mightier female than the one before me. "Did you and Varian ... ?" "Tempting, but no. The prick can't decide if he h.. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 8e9e772 | If you're a monster, I'm a monster," he said with a grin broad enough to show off his elongated canines." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 280a8f2 | You are a better friend to me, Feyre," he said quietly, "than I ever was to you." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 353128c | Maybe. He said, "Does Dorian actually matter, or is he a pawn for Terrasen?" "Don't even start with that." For a moment he thought she was done, but than she spat, "Killing him, Chaol, would be a mercy. Killing him would be a gift." "I can't make the shot," Nesryn said again-a bit more sharply. "Touch him," Chaol said, "and I'll make sure those bastards down there find Aedion." Nesryn silently turned to them, slackening her bow. It was th.. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 75b738d | He'd never realized how precious the calm moments were. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 50eb930 | Not bad," Rhys said, peering over my shoulder. He'd appeared moments before, a healthy distance away, and if I didn't want to startle me. As if he'd known about the time Tamlin had crept up behind me, and panic hit me so hard I'd knocked him on his ass with a punch to his stomach. I'd blocked it put - the shock on Tam's face, how easy it had been to take him off his feet, the humiliation of having my stupid terror so out in the open..." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 36da155 | Ianthe said smoothly, "Come, Bride, and be joined with your true love. Come, Bride, and let good triumph at last." Good. I was not good. I was nothing, and my soul, my eternal soul, was damned-- I tried to get my traitorous lungs to draw air so I could voice the word. No--no. But I didn't have to say it. Thunder cracked behind me, as if two boulders had been hurled against each other. People screamed, falling back, a few vanishing outright .. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| aab7a0c | I supposed that with her stunning beauty, she needed no ornamentation. It would have been like putting jewelry on a lion. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| f7ea77a | I would be the greatest fool in the world to let you go alone. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 94db76d | He needed to sort this out--needed to get her to just at him again, so he could try to explain that he hadn't been prepared. Having her touch the tattoo that told the story of what he'd done and how he'd lost Lyria . . . He hadn't been ready for what he felt in that moment. The desire hadn't been what shook him at all. It was just . . . Aelin had driven him insane these past few weeks, and yet he hadn't considered what it would be like to.. | pg401 rowan-whitethorn | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 3093ec2 | My wings," the faerie whispered. "You'll get them back." The Faerie struggled to open his eyes. "You swear?" "Yes," I breathed. The faerie managed a slight smile and closed his eyes again. My mouth trembled. I wished for something else to say, something more to offer him than my empty promises. The first false vow I'd ever sworn. But Tamlin began speaking, and I glanced up to see him take the faerie's other hand. "Cauldron save you," he sai.. | faeries feyre tamlin | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 4ded322 | I would never have learned that light can be found in even the darkest of hells. That kindness can thrive even amongst the cruelty. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 36a5618 | Kaltain flowed into the room, spreading her arms wide, and became shadowfire, became freedom and triumph, became a promise hissed in a dungeon beneath a glass castle: | pg602 | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 9222afe | The gasping-fish look is a good one for you, | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 81795f3 | It'd make a good back-scratcher. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 3b45866 | If you're going to have a pissing contest, can you at least do it on the roof? | aelin humor rowan | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 82325c5 | Remind me tomorrow to tell you how charming you are. | queen-of-shadows | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 5523867 | She didn't fear the night, though she found little comfort in its dark hours. It was the time when she slept, the time when she stalked and killed, the time when the stars emerged with glittering beauty and made her feel wonderfully small and insignificant. | fantasy | Sarah J. Maas | |
| bac4d56 | When you realize that people treat you according to how they see themselves rather than how you really are, you are less likely to be affected by their behavior. | John C. Maxwell | ||
| 0f51575 | Lessons hide in his wrinkles. Bells ding in the oldness of eyes. Did he by, any chance, tell children that there are such monstrous things as peace and goodwill...a corrupter of youth no doubt... | E.E. Cummings | ||
| 738595c | You and I wear the dangerous looseness of doom and find it becoming. Life, for eternal us, is now; and now is much too busy being a little more than everything to seem anything, catastrophic included. | E.E. Cummings | ||
| 0c4eb1a | i thank You God for most this amazing day: for the leaping greenly spirits of trees and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything which is natural which is infinite which is yes (i who have died am alive again today, and this is the sun's birthday; this is the birth day of life and of love and wings: and of the gay great happening illimitably earth) how should tasting touching hearing seeing breathing any---lifted from the no of all noth.. | gratitude prayer | E.E. Cummings | |
| 21f54f6 | a connotation of infinity sharpens the temporal splendor of this night when souls which have forgot frivolity in lowliness,noting the fatal flight of worlds whereto this earth's a hurled dream down eager avenues of lifelessness consider for how much themselves shall gleam, in the poised radiance of perpetualness. When what's in velvet beyond doomed thought is like a woman amorous to be known; and man,whose here is alway worse than naught, f.. | E.E. Cummings | ||
| e126f88 | If God said it, I want to believe it. If God gives it, I want to receive it. If God shows it, I want to perceive it. If Satan stole it, I want to retrieve it. | Beth Moore | ||
| 643a8f6 | Throughout the world what remains of the vast public spaces are now only the stuff of legends: Robin Hood's forest, the Great Plains of the Amerindians, the steppes of the nomadic tribes, and so forth... Rousseau said that the first person who wanted a piece of nature as his or her own exclusive possession and transformed it into the transcendent form of private property was the one who invented evil. Good, on the contrary, is what is commo.. | empire evil good private-property | Antonio Negri Michael Hardt | |
| 873c0b7 | Thus we have on stage two men, each of whom knows nothing of what he believes the other knows, and to deceive each other reciprocally both speak in allusions, each of the two hoping (in vain) that the other holds the key to his puzzle. | games knowledge truth | Umberto Eco | |
| bb44770 | Memory is a stopgap for humans, for whom time flies and what is passed is passed. | Umberto Eco | ||
| 741b177 | Idiot. Above her head was the only stable point in the cosmos, the only refuge from the damnation of the panta rei, and she guessed it was the Pendulum's business. A moment later the couple went off -- he, trained on some textbook that had blunted his capacity for wonder, she, inert and insensitive to the thrill of the infinite, both oblivious of the awesomeness of their encounter -- their first and last encounter -- with the One, the Ein-S.. | Umberto Eco | ||
| 3427d69 | I will tell you the deeper significance of this, which otherwise might seem a banal hydraulic joke. Caus knew that if one fills a vessel with water and seals it at the top, the water, even if one then opens a hole in the bottom, will not come out. But if one opens a hole in the top, also, the water spurts out below." "Isn't that obvious?" I said. "Air enters at the top and presses the water down." "A typical scientific explanation, in whi.. | Umberto Eco | ||
| 9d8e2de | What did I really think fifteen years ago? A nonbeliever, I felt guilty in the midst of all those believers. And since it seemed to me that they were in the right, I decided to believe, as you might decide to take an aspirin: It can't hurt and you might get better. | Umberto Eco | ||
| c9138d9 | All I ever really want to know is how other people are making it through life - where do they put their body, hour by hour, and how do they cope inside of it. | Miranda July |