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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| cc05a75 | She spoke quietly then, the tiniest crack in her voice, and all at once Lacey Pemerton was not Lacey Pemberton. She was just--like, a person. | John Green | ||
| 69a99f3 | Amsterdam is like the rings of a tree: It gets older as you get closer to the center. | John Green | ||
| dec77ac | You can love someone so much, he thought. But you can never love people as much as you can miss them. | John Green | ||
| 4a71c15 | Like Rabe'a, I didn't think people should believe in God because of heaven and hell. But I didn't feel a need to run around with a torch. You can't burn down a made-up place. | John Green | ||
| 19c185f | Pudge, my friend, we are indefuckingstructible. | John Green | ||
| 2411713 | This one's for Alaska Young! | funny looking-for-alaska | John Green | |
| fc11d54 | Did you wish upon a star and take the time to try to make your wish come true? Did you try to paint the sunrise and find the gift of life within? Did you write a song just for the joy of it? Or write a poem just to feel the pain? Did you find a reason to ignore the petty injustices, the spoken barbs, or the envies, jealousies and greed that crossed your path? Did you wake up this morning and whisper inside, "Today, I'll find every reason to.. | opening-lines | Lora Leigh | |
| a4c9afd | You touch everyone, Emily. You touch a father's heart. A stranger's loyalty, and the soul I never knew I had. You touch it, and you remind us of all the innocence we've lost in the world." - Kell Krieger" | Lora Leigh | ||
| af98546 | Getting a woman's body and getting her heart are two different things. And gaining her trust is another problem entirely. | Lora Leigh | ||
| e7d392c | Let me know when you're ready to talk." She stopped and glanced at them both over her shoulder. "Maybe then I'd be ready to discuss your sexual twists and my own little abnormal desires. You never know what we all might learn that we haven't already." With that, she turned and moved back into the house, closing the door behind her and disappearing out of sight. And Cam found his back slammed against the side of Ian's Hummer, his brother in .. | humor | Lora Leigh | |
| 10693c4 | You've carried my heart, all this time. Hell, you owned my soul. Don't ask me to stop dreaming of you, or to stop asking for tomorrow. Because for five years the hope that came with each tomorrow was all I had left. Remember that. | Lora Leigh | ||
| b83df8f | Strange how it was always the spoiled who weakened and cried first, and it was the injured, the maimed, the blind, and the poor who fought on alone. | Louis L'Amour | ||
| 01720db | Remember, you become what you think. Think discouraging thoughts, and you'll get discouraged. | Joyce Meyer | ||
| 3b656f6 | Our past may explain why we're suffering, but we must not use it as an excuse to stay in bondage. | Joyce Meyer | ||
| 82fd9cb | Discouragement destroys hope, so naturally the devil always tries to discourage us. Without hope we give up, which is what the devil wants us to do. The Bible repeatedly tells us not to be discouraged or dismayed. God knows that we will not come through to victory if we get discouraged, so He always encourages us as we start out on a project by saying to us, "Don't get discouraged." God wants us to be encouraged, not discouraged." | Joyce Meyer | ||
| 4dcb0c6 | Why is it I can spend a dozen Friday nights staring at the peeling walls of my "room" without anyone in the family so much as poking a head down to see if I'm alive, while the one time I actually have plans (major plans, plans that necessitate extraordinary focus and massive preparation), my stepmother suddenly suggests we sing a duet of "Getting to Know You"?" | Melissa Kantor | ||
| ac63795 | Apparently, he was too busy living his own life to be a character in the imaginary novel that was mine. | Melissa Kantor | ||
| adf1062 | The word 'education' comes from the root e from ex, out, and duco, I lead. It means a leading out. To me education is a leading out of what is already there in the pupil's soul. To Miss Mackay it is a putting in of something that is not there, and that is not what I call education, I call it intrusion, from the Latin root prefix in meaning in and the stem trudo, I thrust. | Muriel Spark | ||
| 2bb4e71 | So Janie began to think of Death. Death, that strange being with the huge square toes who lived way in the West. The great one who lived in the straight house like a platform without sides to it, and without a roof. What need has Death for a cover, and what winds can blow against him? He stands in his high house that overlooks the world. Stands watchful and motionless all day with his sword drawn back, waiting for the messenger to bid him c.. | Zora Neale Hurston | ||
| a7390ab | truth is a letter from courage! | Zora Neale Hurston | ||
| 0dd1aae | Half Gods are worshipped with wine and Flowers. Real Gods require Blood. | Zora Neale Hurston | ||
| ac767ac | She knew things that nobody had ever told her... She knew the world was a stallion rolling in the blue pastor of ether. She knew that God tore down the old world every evening and built a new one every sun-up. It was wonderful to see it take form with the sun and emerge from the gray dust of its making. | Zora Neale Hurston | ||
| 46fc12f | I found the prospect daunting, but somehow comforting, too, because the counselors insisted it could be done, and, after all, many of them were recovering alcoholics themselves. | comfort recovery rehab | Craig Ferguson | |
| fa228bc | School did give me one of the greatest gifts of my life, though. I learned how to read, and for that I remain thankful. I would have died otherwise. As soon as I was able, I read, alone. Under the covers with a flashlight or in my corner of the attic--I sought solace in books. It was from books that I started to get an inkling of the kinds of assholes I was dealing with. I found allies too, in books, characters my age who were going through.. | books read reading | Craig Ferguson | |
| 1179fa7 | For my birthday that year Anne gave me an inflatable atlas globe, along with a birthday card in which she wrote: I give you the world. Have fun blowing it up. | Craig Ferguson | ||
| 0a7099e | Everything today has been heavy and brown. Bring me a Unicorn to ride about the town. | Anne Morrow Lindbergh | ||
| 1bd1b74 | Hey, better than the real thing," I said. "What do you even do with a chimera?" "What wouldn't you do with a chimera?" Jeff asked. "They're like the Swiss Army knife of animals." "Party in the front, business in the back," Catcher agreed. That earned a snort and laugh from me. "Any animal that can be compared to a mullet is a good animal in my book." | merit ombuddies | Chloe Neill | |
| cace113 | Why do people even take photographs, anyway? They're just reminders of what once was and what you'll never get back. It's so masochistic."-Dom" | Daria Snadowsky | ||
| 6d6cc85 | Almost as an article of faith, some individuals believe that conspiracies are either kooky fantasies or unimportant aberrations. To be sure, wacko conspiracy theories do exist. There are people who believe that the United States has been invaded by a secret United Nations army equipped with black helicopters, or that the country is secretly controlled by Jews or gays or feminists or black nationalists or communists or extraterrestrial alien.. | conspiracy-theories conspiracy-theorists | Michael Parenti | |
| 821e962 | That's who Jesus Christ is. He became the final Priest and the final Sacrifice. Sinless, he did not offer sacrifices for himself. Immortal, he never has to be replaced. Human, he could bear human sins. Therefore he did not offer sacrifices for himself; he offered himself as the final sacrifice. There will never be the need for another. There is one mediator between us and God. One priest. We need no other. Oh, how happy are those who draw n.. | religion | John Piper | |
| d41b743 | The only answer in these modern times, as in all other times, is the blood of Christ. When our conscience rises up and condemns us, where will we turn? We turn to Christ. We turn to the suffering and death of Christ--the blood of Christ. This is the only cleansing agent in the universe that can give the conscience relief in life and peace in death. | religion | John Piper | |
| df30662 | The pursuit of joy in God is not optional. It is not an "extra" that a person might grow into after he comes to faith. It is not simply a way to "enhance" your walk with the Lord. Until your heart has hit upon this pursuit, your "faith" cannot please God. It is not saving faith. Saving faith is the confidence that if you sell all you have and forsake all sinful pleasures, the hidden treasure of holy joy will satisfy your deepest desires. Sa.. | everything freedom joy life peace precious prize purity treasure wholeness | John Piper | |
| 579e14b | Grace is not simply leniency when we have sinned. Grace is the enabling gift of God not to sin. Grace is power, not just pardon. | John Piper | ||
| 3e0fb0b | Prayer is the open admission that without Christ we can do nothing. And prayer is the turning away from ourselves to God in the confidence that He will provide the help we need. Prayer humbles us as needy and exalts God as wealthy | prayer | John Piper | |
| 3fb8969 | We become full human agents, capable of understanding ourselves, and hence of defining our identity, through our acquisition of rich human languages of expression. | humans self self-identity | Charles Taylor | |
| 1bf1e89 | Frank grabbed a tourist brochure stuck under the napkin dispenser. He began to read it. Piper patted Leo's arm, like she couldn't believe he was really here. Nico stood at the edge of the group, eyeing the passing pedestrians as if they might be enemies. Coach Hedge munched on the salt and pepper shakers. Despite the happy reunion, everybody seemed more subdued than usual--like they were picking up on Leo's mood. Jason had never really cons.. | Rick Riordan | ||
| b17cafb | My heart is very much alive and in your hands. Do your best not to destroy it. You are very lucky it isn't it my hands... The only thing I know to do with hearts is incinerate them! Ouch! | Christine Feehan | ||
| 4a23a68 | I love you." He grinned unexpectedly, traced he lower lip with the tip of a finger. "What is more, I know you love me. You hide it from yourself, but I found it in a little corner, tucked away in your mind." Shea stared up at the teasing smile on his face, then pushed at the solid wall of his chest. "You're making that up." Jacques moved off her, then reached down to pull her to her feet. His clothes were scattered everywhere, and he made n.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| a93001b | He was dead. He just didn't know it yet. | Christine Feehan | ||
| bf35f47 | On the other hand, she never looked as -big- as she did at that moment. "What?" Rose demanded, glaring up at him. The warning signal flashed bright red in Kane's head. Telling a woman she was as big as a beach ball wouldn't win any points. How did one describe how she looked? A basketball? Volleyball? He studied her furious little face. Yeah. He was in big trouble no matter what he said. Description was out of the question. He needed diplom.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| ae88da8 | Nicholas wanted to believe in fairy tales. She'd read her share, hoping for miracles, but in the end, there was no hundred acre wood to play in with her little stuffed animals. There was pain and crushing disillusionment and betrayal. | Christine Feehan | ||
| ba4e365 | I should have known you'd side with them. It's some sort of of male bonding thing to think women aren't capable of running their own lives." He nuzzled the top of her head with his chin. "It's ego and sheer desperation. We have to keep you thinking we're the superior species." "News flash, Jack - no women on the face of earth believes that anymore." He trailed kisses down her cheek. "But men don't know women know that. We still live in our .. | Christine Feehan | ||
| f78c3a5 | King-sized? It would take up all my space. I need wide-open spaces." She glanced at Kane for help, but he was rolling around on a matress and moaning in a loud, orgasmic manner. She rolled her eyes and heaved a sigh." | Christine Feehan | ||
| 379b7ef | I can see that you spoke in ignorance, and I bitterly regret that I should have been so petty as to take offence where none was intended. | archimedes arthur merlyn | T.H. White |