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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| f4c4a3b | Manon rubbed at her eyes and braced her elbows on her knees, peering into the drop below. She would have dismissed her, wouldn't have thought twice about it, if it hadn't been for that look in Keelie's eyes as she fell, fighting with every last scrap of strength to save her Petrah. Or for Abraxos's wing, sheltering Manon against icy rain. The wyverns were meant to kill and maim and strike terror into the hearts of their enemies. And yet . ... | love manon-blackbeak pg534 | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 9c7dfac | Then let me call you Mine for a dance or two. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| b047583 | Because what if you did let someone in? And what if they saw everything, and still walked away? Who could blame them--who would want to bother with that sort of mess?" He flinched. The most powerful High Lord in history flinched." | feyre feysand i-can-t-even rhysand | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 9d82638 | Holy gods. He'd frozen the whole damn lake. He was THAT powerful? | gods heir-of-fire hof lake powerful rowan-whitethorn sarah-j-maas throne-of-glass tog | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 6984982 | Will you be ashamed of me if I admit that I'm not sure I'm ready for that sort of battling?' He took my face in his hands, kissing me once. 'Never. I can never be ashamed of you. Certainly not over this...If you eevr wish to fight by my side, it will be my honor.' 'I feel like a coward now.' 'No one would ever think that of you--not with all you have done, Feyre.' A pause. 'War is ugly, and messy, and unforgiving. The soldiers doing the fig.. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 6ef71ce | Is this necessary?" I said, gesturing to the paint and clothing. "Of course," he said coolly. "How else would I know if anyone touches you?" He approached, and I braced myself as he ran a finger along my shoulder, smearing the paint. As soon as his finger left my skin, the paint fixed itself, returning the design to its original form. "The dress itself won't mar it, and neither will your movements," he said, his face close to mine. His teet.. | faerie feyre high-fae high-lord paint rhysand touch | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 7c16084 | But it was Azriel who said, his voice like cold death, "Be careful how you speak about my High Lady." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 8e0fa1e | The creature took Aelin's face in its hands, and her sword thudded to the ground, forgotten. Rowan was screaming as the creature pulled her into its arms. As she stopped fighting. As her flames winked out and darkness swallowed her whole. | love pg445 rowan-whitethorn | Sarah J. Maas | |
| c93eeaf | She also didn't fail to note the hand Lorcan kept on Elide's back. The glow on the lady's face. Aelin could guess well enough what that glow was from. Even Lorcan's dark eyes were bright. It didn't stop Aelin from catching Lorcan's stare. And giving him a warning look that conveyed everything she didn't bother to say: if he broke the Lady of Perranth's heart, she'd flambe him. And would invite Manon Blackbeak to roast some dinner over his b.. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 0ae32fe | Feyre Archeron." A labored breath. "I told you--to stay with the High Lord. And you did." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 17ec4f7 | I tugged on the hem of his shirt, and he rose onto his elbows, helping me remove his jacket, then the shirt beneath. A bruise marred his ribs, an angry splotch-- "It's fine," he said before I could speak. "A lucky shot." "With what?" Again, that half smile. "A spear?" My heart stopped. "A ..." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 4ed2d5c | A person who knows how may always have a job, but the person who knows why will always be his boss. | John C. Maxwell | ||
| 1f5152c | Your security and love of life don't depend on the presence of another, but only on yourself, your chosen work, and your developing identity. Then you can safely choose to enrich your life by marrying another person, and not, as e e cummings says, until. | Sylvia Plath | ||
| ea66fe2 | My name is Pride. I am a cheater. I cheat you of your God-given destiny . . . because you demand your own way. I cheat you of contentment . . . because you "deserve better than this." I cheat you of knowledge . . . because you already know it all. I cheat you of healing . . . because you're too full of me to forgive. I cheat you of holiness . . . because you refuse to admit when you're wrong. I cheat you of vision . . . because you'd rather.. | Beth Moore | ||
| ebd47e8 | God will put you in a position to wrestle with your identity and choose whom you believe: Him or you. | Beth Moore | ||
| 8930fb6 | To my embarrassment, I was crying again. Real girl tears for the second time, these ones born out of frustration. That didn't happen to me very often, but I hated it when it did. It was faulty wiring in the female body, tear ducts attached directly to the frustration meter. Trying to explain to men that no, I wasn't being manipulative, I just couldn't stop my eyes from leaking salt water, only added to the aggravation. | tears | C.E. Murphy | |
| 12a16c9 | Two cliches make us laugh. A hundred cliches move us. For we sense dimly that the cliches are talking , and celebrating a reunion. ( ) | clichés | Umberto Eco | |
| 325afe0 | People, especially successful people, are habitual creatures. They're organized. This makes them productive - Gus Mitchell | Vince Flynn | ||
| d367fb5 | Libraries are fascinating places; sometimes you feel you are under the canopy of a railway station, and when you read books about exotic places there's a feeling of traveling to distant lands. | Umberto Eco | ||
| 8bcb8a5 | Some of this story is completely true. And some of it isn't. Like truth, evil comes in all sorts of flavors. Some bitter. Some deceptively sweet. Sometimes it comes with a heavy price. While most people don't invite evil into their lives, the dirty little secret is that an invitation isn't necessary. Locked doors don't matter. Neither do fancy security systems. Evil is kind of amazing when you think about it. She knows how to get inside. | Gregg Olsen | ||
| 131bdf3 | Because it's all relative. You're pinned down in some filthy hellhole of a paddy, getting your ass delivered to kingdom come, but then for a few seconds everything goes quiet and you look up and see the sun and a few puffy white clouds, and the immense serenity flashes against your eyeballs - the whole world gets rearranged - and even though you're pinned down by a war you've never felt more at peace. | Tim O'Brien | ||
| a18474b | Often, our misunderstandings about love are born in disruptive family relationships, where someone was either one-up or one-down to an extreme. There is an appropriate and necessary difference in the balance of power between parents and young children, but in the best situations, there should be no power struggles by the time those children have become adults - just deep connection, trust, and respect between people who sincerely care about.. | abusive codependency control counseling disfunction enable enabling family-relationships manipulation power psychology | Tim Clinton | |
| 58de183 | it wasn't pretend, I wasn't in a fairytale or a fable. I shut my eyes and absorbed the silent whoomp that always accompanies this revelation. It's the sound of the real world, gigantic and impossible, replacing the smaller version of reality that I wear like a bonnet, clutched tightly under my chin. | Miranda July | ||
| 92f0fe3 | A man will be known by his books. | William Martin | ||
| 7349d2b | We're walking contradictions, seeking safety and predictability on one hand and thriving on diversity on the other. | Esther Perel | ||
| 5549220 | Eroticism thrives in the space between the self and the other. | Esther Perel | ||
| d48be9d | The reality was that the United States in 2017 was tethered to the words and actions of an emotionally overwrought, mercurial and unpredictable leader. Members of his staff had joined to purposefully block some of what they believed were the president's most dangerous impulses. It was a nervous breakdown of the executive power of the most powerful country in the world. | mercurial united-states | Bob Woodward | |
| 0f560fe | Nothing ever happens to me. | Mary Stewart | ||
| 47b0407 | Monica looked even more confused. Nobody ever turned down being part of the queenbee's inner circle. After that second of vulnerability, though, her face hardened. "Don't diss me,Danvers. I'm warning you." "I'm not dissing you." Claire sighed. "I'm ignoring you. There's a difference. Dissing you implies I think you're actually important." | Rachel Caine | ||
| f7aceec | I can always stuff you back in the bottle and shove a tampon in the top instead of a stopper, and all the other Djinn will point and laugh-" | Rachel Caine | ||
| 04fda83 | I know, he said. We are into the Bad Idea neighborhood and heading down I Have a Bad Feeling Street. (Shane) | Rachel Caine | ||
| 0c1788a | One should never create tension between one's footwear. | Rachel Caine | ||
| db688a4 | Losing one pint of blood's an accident. Losing two is carelessness. | loss | Rachel Caine | |
| 665fc83 | Nothing is mightier than our why, nothing stands above it, because in the end there is a why to which no answer is possible. In fact, from why to why, from one step to the next, you get to the end of things. And it is only by travelling from one why to the next, as far as the why that is unanswerable, that man attains the level of the creative principle, facing the infinite, equal to the infinite maybe. So long as he can answer the why he g.. | questioning why | Eugène Ionesco | |
| 609dc56 | Walking shares with making and working that crucial element of engagement of the body and the mind with the world, of knowing the world through the body and the body through the world. | walking | Rebecca Solnit | |
| 421660d | We tend to treat violence and the abuse of power as though they fit into airtight categories: harassment, intimidation, threat, battery, rape, murder. But I realize now that what I was saying is: it's a slippery slope. That's why we need to address that slope, rather than compartmentalizing the varieties of misogyny and dealing with each separately. Doing so has meant fragmenting the picture, seeing the parts, not the whole. | Rebecca Solnit | ||
| 6ab262a | the gym is a kind of wildlife preserve for bodily exertion. A preserve protects species whose habitat is vanishing elsewhere, and the gym (and home gym) accommodates the survival of bodies after the abandonment of the original sites of bodily exertion. | exercise gym page-260 | Rebecca Solnit | |
| ee8567f | A lone peak of high point is a natural focal point in the landscape, something by which both travelers and local orient themselves. In the continuum of landscape, mountains are discontinuity -- culminating in high points, natural barriers, unearthly earth. | mountains nature page-135 walking | Rebecca Solnit | |
| 3a8257e | There is no good answer to how to be a woman; the art may instead lie in how we refuse the question. | Rebecca Solnit | ||
| b40a700 | I wish that I could put up yesterday's evening sky for all posterity, could preserve a night of love, the sound of a mountain stream, a realization as it sets my mind afire, a dance, a day of harmony, ten thousand glorious days of clouds that will instead vanish and never be seen again, line them up in jars where they might be admired in the interim and tasted again as needed. | Rebecca Solnit | ||
| cf1094c | Swear to God, you come near us and-" "Like this?" The biker sidestepped a slash from the hockey stick, grabbed it on the way, and yanked it out of Eve's hands. He tossed it over his shoulder to land on the floor with a clatter. "This near enough? Whatcha gonna do, doll girl?" Claire hid her eyes as the biker reached out for Eve with one tattooed hand. "No," Eve said breathlessly. "I'm going to let my boyfriend beat the crap out of you." The.. | Rachel Caine | ||
| 87643ff | So you have been paying attention." "I'm not as stupid as you think I am." "You have no idea how stupid I think you are, and honestly, we don't have time for that conversation." Hadrian scowled." | Michael J. Sullivan | ||
| a9125e4 | Another last-minute, good-deed job," Royce grumbled as he stuffed supplies into his saddlebag. "True," Hadrian said, slinging his sword belt over his shoulder, "but this is at least a paying job." "You should have told him the real reason we saved him from Trumbul-- because we wouldn't see the hundred tenents otherwise." "That was your reason. Besides, how often do we get to do royal contracts? If word gets around, we'll be able to command .. | Michael J. Sullivan | ||
| 95f30ae | You can't kill Myron, Royce," Hadrian said, rapidly pulling the monk away as if he had found a child playing with a wild bear. "It would be like killing a puppy." | Michael J. Sullivan |