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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| dc746e8 | I believed the reason there was a God was to prevent such atrocities from happening to the same person twice. But nothing prepared me for this: I have done what I've sworn I could never do; I have become my own nightmare... I have lost control. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| fcba554 | I watch her do the simplest things: brushing her hair into a ponytail, feeding the dog, tying Sophie's shoelaces, and I want to tell her what she means to me, but I never actually say the words. After all, to acknowledge Delia as a drug, I'd have to face the fact that one day I might have to go without her and this I can't do. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 854132e | Polar north can't get away from a magnet; the magnet finds it, no matter what. | role-models | Jodi Picoult | |
| c94023e | I would prove to you that being different isn't a death sentence but a call to arms. | death-sentence different | Jodi Picoult | |
| a3ab6ff | It is strange to think that we might have crossed paths, and still not have known what we were missing. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| d2a91a1 | Remember when you were a little kid and you'd fall asleep in the car? And someone would carry you out and put you into bed, so that when you woke up in the morning, you knew automatically you were home again? That's what I think it's like to die. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 9b4bd32 | There is a gulf as wide as an ocean between should and want, and I am drowning in it. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| f0cc731 | when you want something so desperately, you shake with the need for it. you tell yourself that you don't need more than one sip, because it's just the taste you crave, and once it's on your tongue you will be able to make it last alifetime. you dream of it at night. you see a thousand mile-high obstacles between where you stand and what you want, and you convince yourself you have the power to hurdle them. you tell yourself this even when, .. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 5afc44a | In my family, we seem to have a tortured history of not saying what we ought to and not meaning what we do. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 465f6a0 | That the sum of a man's life was not where he wound up but in the details that brought him there. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 372e6c2 | If words had flavors, hers would be bitter almonds and coffee grounds. | flavor | Jodi Picoult | |
| 4400f8a | Summertime, I think, is a collective unconscious. We all remember the notes that made up the song of the ice cream man; we all know what it feels like to brand our thighs on a playground slide that's heated up like a knife in a fire; we all have lain on our backs with our eyes closed and our hearts beating across the surface of our lids, hoping that this day will stretch just a little longer than the last one, when in fact it's all going in.. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| c76d69e | You came back fighting and furious at me. You told me you'd been looking for mermaids, and I interrupted you. [...] I said that next time, you had to take me with you." "Was there a next time?" "Well, you tell me, you don't need water to feel like you're drowning, do you?" | Jodi Picoult | ||
| dd25cef | I've always been able to see you," I say. "It's a rather lovely view." | oliver | Jodi Picoult | |
| f220fb4 | But that's what love is, isn't it? When it hurts you more to see someone suffer than it does to take the pain away? | love sorrow | Jodi Picoult | |
| e71b00e | There are so many ways a family can unravel. All it takes is a tiny slash of selfishness, a rip of greed, a puncture of bad luck. And yet, woven tightly, family can be the strongest bond imaginable. | love | Jodi Picoult | |
| 35d65d7 | We believe what we want to, what we need to. The corollary is that we choose not to see what we'd rather pretend doesn't exist. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 420f6fb | I realize how quickly lies compound. They cover like a coat of paint, one on top of the other, until you cannot remember what color you started with. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 18cd604 | It was one thing to sacrifice your own life for someone else's. It was another thing entirely to bring into the mix a third party - a third party who knew you, who trusted you implicitly. | trust | Jodi Picoult | |
| 6fa9210 | There was a redemption of some kind, he believed, in such complete fulfillment of a desire so long deferred. | Charles Frazier | ||
| c3225ae | Our minds aren't made to hold on to the particulars of pain the way we do bliss. It's a gift God gives us, a sign of His care for us. | Charles Frazier | ||
| a653fb1 | My dear young lady,' said the professor...'there is one plan which no one has yet suggested and which is well worth trying.' 'What's that?' said Susan. 'We might all try minding our own business... | C.S. Lewis | ||
| 3cde7b0 | This wasn't a garden,' said Susan presently. 'It was a castle... | C.S. Lewis | ||
| 3bf17ab | Advice? You're too old to be given it and too young to take it. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 2cc8aea | I'll thank ye," said a cool, level voice, "to take your hands off my wife." | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 8c8f4ef | When a man dies, it's only him," he said. "And one is much like another. Aye, a family needs a man, to feed them, protect them. But any decent man can do it. A woman ..." His lips moved against my fingertips, a faint smile. "A woman takes life with her when she goes. A woman is ... infinite possibility." "Idiot," I said, very softly. "If you think one man is just like any other." | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| fb4451b | You invent yourself...You look at other women-or men; you try on their lives for size. You take what you can use, and you look inside yourself for what you can't find elsewhere. And always...always...you wonder if you're doing it right. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| ddbbf0f | Perhaps it was only that the sense of reaching out to something larger than yourself gives you some feeling that there is something larger - and there really has to be, because plainly you aren't sufficient to the situation. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 171741d | We've ghosts enough between us, Sassenach. If the evils of the past canna hinder us-neither then shall any fears of the future. We must just must put things behind us and get on. Aye? | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| ac481b2 | If," I said through my teeth, "you ever raise a hand to me again, James Fraser, I'll cut out your heart and fry it for breakfast!" | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 3c905e6 | People disappear all the time. Ask any policeman. Better yet, ask a journalist. Disappearances are bread-and-butter to journalists. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 6383bd4 | Getting up once in the dark to go adventuring is a lark. Twice in two days smacks of masochism. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 81c62bc | Go to hell, Jamie," I said at last, wiping my eyes. "Go directly to hell. Do not pass Go. Do not collect two hundred dollars. There. Do you feel better now?" | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| c98419a | You forget the life you had before, after awhile. Things you cherish and hold dear are like pearls on a string. Cut the knot and they scatter across the floor, rolling into dark corners never to be found again. So you move on, and eventually you forget what the pearls even looked like. At least, you try. | new-life past remembering-the-past | Diana Gabaldon | |
| 22266cd | Ian, man, I didna tell ye because I didna wish to lose you too. My brother was gone, and my father. I didna mean to lose my own heart's blood as well. For you are dearer to me even than home and family, love.'She cast a lopsided smile at Jamie. 'And that's saying quite a bit. | family-relationships romance | Diana Gabaldon | |
| a223521 | I am a sassenach, after all," I said, seeing it. He touched my face briefly with a rueful smile. "Aye, mo duinne. But you're my sassenach." | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 9719ed2 | It was only as he put his hand on the door that he became aware of complete silence beyond it, a silence which he at eighteen knew that it would take more than one person to make. | William Faulkner | ||
| d16e972 | no man can cause more grief than the one clinging blindly to the vices of his ancesters. | vices | William Faulkner | |
| 273fd6d | If you've ever read one of those articles that asks notable people to list their favorite books, you may have been impressed or daunted to see them pick Proust or Thomas Mann or James Joyce. You might even feel sheepish about the fact that you reread Pride and Prejudice or The Lord of the Rings, or The Catcher in the Rye or Gone With the Wind every couple of years with some much pleasure. Perhaps, like me, you're even a little suspicious of.. | lit reading | Laura Miller | |
| 7121dec | The book [Joyce's "Ulysses"] can just as well be read backwards, for it has no back and no front, no top and no bottom. Everything could easily have happened before, or might have happened afterwards. You can read any of the conversations just as pleasurably backwards, for you don't miss the point of the gags. Every sentence is a gag, but taken together they make no point. You can also stop in the middle of a sentence--the first half still .. | joyce ulysses ulysses-novel | C.G. Jung | |
| 5b15028 | Perhaps it was an old flame he was in mourning for from the days beyond recall. She thought she understood. She would try to understand him because men were so different. The old love was waiting, waiting with little white hands stretched out, with blue appealing eyes. Heart of mine! She would follow, her dream of love, the dictates of her heart that told her he was her all in all, the only man in all the world for her for love was the mast.. | James Joyce | ||
| bae8bd5 | As for me, all I know is that I know nothing. And when I want to know something, I look it up in books--their memory never fails | Arturo Pérez-Reverte | ||
| f75d114 | Nadie deberia irse sin dejar una Troya ardiendo a sus espaldas. | Arturo Pérez-Reverte | ||
| ea8b2bf | Faith can reclaim deserts as well as move mountains. | Wallace Stegner |