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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 2e1aa17 | I am brother to dragons, and companion to owls. My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat. | Alan Moore | ||
| 06e61b8 | Please, don't go. It's lonely. There's a hole in my head as big as the world and it's so very lonely... | Alan Moore | ||
| 7170487 | Memories can be vile. Repulsive little brutes, like children I suppose. But can we live without them? Memories are what our reason is based upon. If we can't face them, we deny reason itself! Although, why not? We aren't contractually tied down to rationality. There is no sanity clause. So when you find yourself locked down in an unpleasant train of thought, heading for the places in your past where the screaming is unbearable, remember: Th.. | Alan Moore | ||
| 1ce70e6 | Walter, is what happened to Kitty Genovese really proof that the whole of mankind is rotten? I think you've been conditioned with a negative worldview. There are good people, too, like... Like you? Me? Oh, well, I wouldn't say that. I... No. You just think it. Think you're 'good people'. Why are you spending so much time with me, Doctor? Uh...well, because I care about you, and because I want to make you well... Other people, down in .. | Alan Moore | ||
| daea7fd | God knows you can have complication and difficulty without any compensating depth or seriousness | Julian Barnes | ||
| af724c8 | What would a Frey know of honor? - Sir Davos Seaworth | George R.R. Martin | ||
| aa3397a | Silver's sweet and gold's our mother, but once you're dead they're worth less than that last shit you take as you lie dying. | gold silver | George R.R. Martin | |
| 229c0df | Light our fire and protect us from the dark, blah blah, light our way and keep us toasty warm, the night is dark and full of terrors, save us from the scary things, and blah blah blah some more. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 4b652e5 | Summer is the time for squabbles. In winter, we must protect one another, keep each other warm, share our strengths. | summer warm warmth winter | George R.R. Martin | |
| 252a78c | When will he be as he was?' Dany demanded. 'When the sun rises in the west and sets in the east' said Mirri Maz Duur. 'When the seas go dry and mountains blow in the wind like leaves. When your womb quickens again, and you bear a living child. Then he will return, and not before. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| efa23ed | Shadows." The world seemed darker when he said it. "Every man who walks the earth casts a shadow on the world. Some are thin and weak, others long and dark." | a-song-of-ice-and-fire jon-snow melissandre shadows | George R.R. Martin | |
| 64b061b | The wildlings seemed to think Ygritte a great beauty because of her hair; red hair was rare among the free folk, and those who had it were said to be kissed by fire, which was supposed to be lucky. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| f6776d8 | Sometimes he could almost forget that it was there, the way you forget about the sky or the earth underfoot, but there were other times when it seemed as if there was nothing else in the world. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| f51c43a | Day followed day, and night followed night, until Dany knew she could not endure a moment longer. She would kill herself rather than go on, she decided one night... Yet when she slept that night, she dreamt the dragon dream again. Viserys was not in it this time. There was only her and the dragon. Its scales were black as night, wet and slick with blood. Her blood, Dany sensed. Its eyes were pools of molten magma and when it opened its mou.. | overcoming-pain strength | George R.R. Martin | |
| 7872be2 | You realize I had half my guard out searching for you?" Eddard Stark said when they were alone. "Septa Mordane is beside herself with fear. She's in the sept praying for your safe return. Arya, you know you are never to go beyond the castle gates without my leave." "I didn't go out the gates," she blurted. "Well, I didn't mean to. I was down in the dungeons, only they turned into this tunnel. It was all dark, and I didn't have a torch or a .. | ned-stark | George R.R. Martin | |
| eaf90b3 | You win or you die. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 5e6e3c6 | Old Nan nodded. 'In that darkness, the Others came for the first time,' she said as her needles went click, click, click. 'They were cold things, dead things, that hated iron and fire and the touch of the sun, and every creature with hot blood in its veins. They swept over holdfasts and cities and kingdoms, felled heroes and armies by the score, riding their pale dead horses and leading hosts of the slain. All the swords of men could not st.. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 6bc57af | Dark wings, dark words, me mother used to say, but when the birds fly silent, seems to me that's even darker. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 3103d63 | He never wanted love, though. You cannot eat love, nor buy a horse with it, nor warm your halls on a cold night. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 4c9a5b7 | That's no law, just a sword. Happens I got one too. | arya-stark asoiaf game-of-thrones got | George R.R. Martin | |
| b51383e | Bran knew. "She's a child. A child of the forest." He shivered, as much from wonderment as cold. They had fallen into one of Old Nan's tales. "The First Men named us children," the little woman said. "The giants called us , the squirrel people, because we were small and quick and fond of trees, but we are no squirrels, no children. Our name in the True Tongue means . Before your Old Tongue was ever spoken, we had sun our songs ten thousa.. | bran-stark children-of-the-forest first-men meera-reed old-gods | George R.R. Martin | |
| 3a2c437 | The best calumnies are spiced with truth. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 76e87bf | A brigand, a barber, a beggar, two orphans, and a boy whore. With such do we defend the realms of men. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 7e5ca4a | I am not without mercy," thundered he who was notoriously without mercy." | a-song-of-ice-and-fire game-of-thrones stannis-baratheon | George R.R. Martin | |
| 2bdd9dd | I'll smith for you," Gendry went to one knee before Lord Beric. "If you'll have me, m'lord, I could be of use. I've made tools and knives and once I made a helmet that wasn't so bad. One of the Mountain's men stole it from me when we was taken." Arya bit her lip. " | love ship-forever-shipping | George R.R. Martin | |
| 54be3d0 | I grab Sarah's hand. "You are more than that. I need you here with me. You're pretty much the only thing keeping me from completely melting down." "I get it," she says. "You're going to save the freaking world and I'm going to help you. That whole saying about behind every great man there is a great woman? I can be that for you. I just want to be a great woman with excellent aim." | john-smith sarah-hart | Pittacus Lore | |
| 4ac313b | This was something you had to work through on you own," Jason said. "Besides, I knew you'd do the right thing." "Oh, right," I said. I wanted to throw something at him. I really did. "And if I hadn't?" Now Jason brandished something he'd been holding behind his back. It was a golf club. "I figured Big Bertha here would drive them away," he said." | Meg Cabot | ||
| b618110 | If you really love someone, even if you can't see where you'll be or what you'll be doing twenty years from now, you'd still want that person to be there. | Meg Cabot | ||
| bd7927e | You;re colling me, So i fugure you must not hate me anymore. dOES THIS MEAN YOU WANNA GO OUT? iI'm free tonight. I mean , I have plans, but i can break them. For you. Brandon, you kidnapped me. And then you made the only person I'll ever love in my life hate me. I completely despise you. So..., I take that as a no, you do not want to go out with me tonight. | Meg Cabot | ||
| 5361a28 | How do you scroll down?" "I don't, I turn the page. It's a book." "Do you blog with it?" "No, it's a book." | Lane Smith | ||
| 1db4002 | Friday, August 04, 2006 MONUMENT | William Gibson | ||
| 66bd3db | We monitor many frequencies. We listen always. Came a voice, out of the babel of tongues, speaking to us. It played us a mighty dub. | William Gibson | ||
| 5e34ff4 | Damien is a friend. Their boy-girl Lego doesn't click, he would say. | William Gibson | ||
| e612efc | Last night. I couldn't put that book down. I was awake till four this morning finishing it. I didn't know reading could be like that, I had no idea. | Jill Mansell | ||
| 89d22a3 | We can't make you do anything, but we can make you wish you had. - Army saying | army obedience | Stephen E. Ambrose | |
| 7946dea | Chickenshit is so called - instead of horse- or bull- or elephant shit - because it is small-minded and ignoble and takes the trivial seriously. | petty small-mindedness | Stephen E. Ambrose | |
| 2a03f98 | My teeth became sour as I listened to his story. It was then that I understood why he was quiet all the time. | Ishmael Beah | ||
| f8c0b1e | Who can ever know what path to walk on when all of them are either crooked or broken? One just has to walk. | free-will life truth | Ishmael Beah | |
| f3ff774 | So why are you so mad at me for kissing you?" "Because you took too long. If you'd done that, say, three years ago, we wouldn't have only had one kiss before we both get horribly mutilated." -- | romance-funny romantic ushers vampires werewolves young-adult zombies | Rusty Fischer | |
| cefd4f3 | One of Job's great strengths was knowing how to focus. " Deciding what not to do is as important as deciding what to do, " he said. " That's true for companies, and it's true for products." | focus | Walter Isaacson | |
| fc41e2b | poking a lump of red Jello that jiggles outrageously, like a breast I once knew. | Sara Gruen | ||
| 9a4014a | I reach for the napkin, and as I do I catch sight of my hands. They are knobby and crooked, thin-skinned, and--like my ruined face--covered with liver spots. My face. I push the porridge aside and open my vanity mirror. I should know better by now, but somehow I still expect to see myself. Instead, I find an Appalachian apple doll, withered and spotty, with dewlaps and bags and long floppy ears. A few strands of white hair spring absurdly f.. | Sara Gruen | ||
| e363fe0 | After sixty-one years together, she simply clutched my hand and exhaled. | dying love | Sara Gruen | |
| 52ad2d8 | Don't live with writers. Writers are bastards. | Warren Ellis |