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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 26236a3 | tksw wjhh t`s@ Smth, t`s@ nsn syq lmwjh@ lHqy'q, `ndm tkwn lHqy'q kskrt lmwt. | Margaret Mitchell | ||
| f0d5a59 | One day I wrote her name upon the strand, But came the waves and washed it away: Again I wrote it with a second hand, But came the tide and made my pains his prey. Vain man (said she) that dost in vain assay A mortal thing so to immortalise; For I myself shall like to this decay, And eke my name be wiped out likewise. Not so (quod I); let baser things devise To die in dust, but you shall live by fame; My verse your virtues rare shall eterni.. | immortality love poetry | Edmund Spenser | |
| 0415fbf | Cut is the branch that might have grown full straight, And burned is Apollo's laurel-bough, That sometime grew within this learned man. | Christopher Marlowe | ||
| 48c3a65 | I want a place. It has to do with the kind of person I want to be. And how I fit in to everything. I want people to listen when I open my mouth. And know I'm worth listening to." She stared at me. "That's all?" To me it was not all, it was everything." | Ann Rinaldi | ||
| 6fce600 | At that stage of my youth, death remained as abstract a concept as non-Euclidean geometry or marriage. I didn't yet appreciate its terrible finality or the havoc it could wreak on those who'd entrusted the deceased with their hearts. | Jon Krakauer | ||
| df40635 | It's nothing serious," he said. "It's just an obsession." | obsession | Mary Gaitskill | |
| e6c761c | Looking from the window at the fantastic light and colour of my glittering fairy-world of fact that holds no tenderness, no quietude, I long suddenly for peace, for understanding. | monte-verita | Daphne du Maurier | |
| 4cb3264 | You had to endure something yourself before it touched you. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| aa43919 | When the leaves rustle, they sound very much like the stealthy movement of a woman in evening dress, and when they shiver suddenly, and fall, and scatter away along the ground, they might be the patter of a woman's hurrying footsteps, and the mark in the gravel the imprint of a high-heeled shoe. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 265d2b8 | I thought how little we know about the feelings of old people. Children we understand, their fears and hopes and make-believe. I was a child yesterday. I had not forgotten. But Maxim's grandmother, sitting there in her shawl with her poor blind eyes, what did she feel, what was she thinking? Did she know that Beatrice was yawning and glancing at her watch? Did she guess that we had come to visit her because we felt it right, it was a duty, .. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| a0ee536 | He took her face in his hands and kissed it, and she saw that he was laughing. "When you're an old maid in mittens down at Helford, you'll remember that," he said, "and it will have to last you to the end of your days. 'He stole horses,' you'll say to yourself, 'and he didn't care for women; and but for my pride I'd have been with him now." | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| d3c8fba | The search for God begins at the point of need. | weakness | Catherine Marshall | |
| 8b42111 | A man is more than the sum of all the things he can do. | Bill Clinton | ||
| 4fb915b | When I was young. When I had no idea that all over the city, all over the world, there were people walking around sealed in their own universes of loss, independent solar systems of suffering closed off from the regular world, where things make sense and language is all you need to tell the truth. -- | Ariel Levy | ||
| e84ecc3 | I never knew how easy it is to escape if you don't mind leaving nearly everything behind. | Beth Revis | ||
| 4ded890 | A good book will give you answers to questions you didn't know you had. A great book will give you questions to answers you thought you knew. | food-for-thought knowledge | Beth Revis | |
| 518cf9c | Amy looks up at me, her eyes melting jade. | Beth Revis | ||
| 05dcc6b | I want her so much that it overrides everything else, every other thought in my head, every instinct, every restraint. | Beth Revis | ||
| 71b4796 | Let's kill the big one with the red whiskers then," another suggested. "He looks like he might be troublesome, and he's probably too stupid to know anything useful." "I that one," Barak whispered." | David Eddings | ||
| 62cae49 | Ce'Nedra returned, frowning and a little angry. "They won't give me their eggs, Lady Polgara," she complained. "They're sitting one them." "You have to reach under them and take the eggs, dear." "Won't that make them angry?" "Are you afraid of a chicken?" | David Eddings | ||
| 590d57d | I note this hound of thine, Sir Knight," he said to Garion to ease them past an embarrassing moment, "a bitch, I perceive--" "Steady," Garion said firmly to the she-wolf. "That is a offensive term," she growled. "He didn't invent it. It's not his fault." "...Canst thou perhaps, Sir Knight, identify her breed?" "She is a wolf, my Lord," Garion told him. "A wolf!" the baron exclaimed, leaping to his feet. "We must flee ere the fearsome bea.. | David Eddings | ||
| c4b003c | Arthur, their young king, like a hero out of legend. | Marion Zimmer Bradley | ||
| 213415c | I am dedicated to the belief that it is God's will that all men should strive for wisdom in themselves, not look to it from some other. Babes, perhaps, must have their food chewed for them by a nurse, but men may drink and eat of wisdom for themselves. | Marion Zimmer Bradley | ||
| 2bf4203 | All my life I'd heard people tell their black boys and black girls to be "twice as good," which is to say "accept half as much." These words would be spoken with a veneer of religious nobility, as though they evidenced some unspoken quality, some undetected courage, when in fact all they evidenced was the gun to our head and the hand in our pocket. This is how we lose our softness. This is how they steal our right to smile. No one told thos.. | Ta-Nehisi Coates | ||
| 70c84e6 | I did not tell you that it would be okay, because I have never believed it would be okay. What I told you is what your grandparents tried to tell me: that this is your country, that this is your world, that this is your body, and you must find some way to live within the all of it. | coping racism racism-in-america resilience | Ta-Nehisi Coates | |
| d12ea54 | You don't get to pick who you are in this life, but you can decide what you become. | life-lessons | Jodee Blanco | |
| 8eca0d1 | The book the snowman was the best book I have ever read it had suspence durring the whole book it was AWSOME!!! | R.L. Stine | ||
| 885cb09 | The kid moved, and Judith dropped her lunch tray on the table and took her seat. "Would you like to swap lunches?" she asked me. "Yours looks so much better than mine." I was holding a mashed-up tunafish sand-wich. "This?" I asked, waving it. Half the tunafish fell out of the soggy bread. "Yum!" Judith exclaimed. "Want my pizza, Sam? Here. Take it." She slid her tray in front of me. "You bring great lunches. I wish my mum packed lunches lik.. | R.L. Stine | ||
| 76bbaa5 | People tend to consider beig vulnerable a bad thing. It's not. Vulnerability reminds us that we're human. It keeps us open to giving and receiving love. Without at least a little, we can become someone living n a prison of our own making, where the walls are so thick that no one can get in or out. | Jodee Blanco | ||
| 50783f3 | Our model ships look perfect in their bottles, but we do not know if they are seaworthy. Sometimes the one that reaches your harbor has already been through the storm. | Sarah Kay | ||
| 1f46c95 | I now realize what Dorothy means in the final scene from The Wizard of Oz, when she says that if you have to look beyond your front door for your heart's desire, perhapsit was never there to begin with. Maybe, like Dorothy, I should embrace the love right in front of me and not search for some elusive dream that never mattered in the first place. | Jodee Blanco | ||
| c1749e2 | And I'm going to pain the solar systems on the backs of her hands, so she has to learn the entire universe before she can say, "Oh, I know that like the back of my hand." | Sarah Kay | ||
| 349b142 | Love me, love me, love me, Say you do. Let me fly away with you. For my love is like the wind, And wild is the wind. | david-bowie johnny-mathis lyrics nina-simone | Ned Washington | |
| 581d8c7 | Yet it's not for want of future that I'm here, he thought. It's for want of a present. | lack life present purpose | John le Carré | |
| d06d462 | Beautiful women are the torment of my existence. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 3dc1cd6 | God. Twice I speak it. I say His name in a futile attempt to understand. "But it's not your job to understand." That's me who answers. God never says anything. You think you're the only one he never answers? "Your job is to..." And I stop listening to me, because to put it bluntly, I tire me." | Markus Zusak | ||
| 0935437 | Personally, I like a chocolate-covered sky. Dark, dark chocolate. People say it suits me. I do, however, try to enjoy every color I see - the whole spectrum. A billion or so flavors, none of them quite the same, and a sky to slowly suck on. It takes the edge off the stress. It helps me relax. | death perception stress | Markus Zusak | |
| 8e60852 | Liesel crossed the bridge over the Amper River. The water was glorious and emerald and rich. She could see the stones at the bottom and hear the familiar song of water. The world did not deserve such a river. | Markus Zusak | ||
| e61cd45 | because a fight's worth nothing if you know from the start that you're going to win it. It's the ones in between that test you. They're the ones that bring questions with them. | questions test win worth-nothing | Markus Zusak | |
| 4a097e5 | Fear is shiny. Ruthless in the eyes. | Markus Zusak | ||
| e93851c | Her face was severe but smiling. "What the hell did you do with my hairbrush, you stupid Saumensch, you little thief?...The tirade went on for perhaps another minute, with Liesel making a desperate suggestion or two about the possible location of the said brush. It ended abruptly, with Rosa pulling Liesel close, just for a few seconds. Her whisper was almost impossible to hear, even at such close proximity. "You told me to yell at you. You .. | Markus Zusak | ||
| f69b5ef | Mystery bores me. It chores me. I know what happens and so do you. It's the machinations that wheel us there that aggravate, perplex, interest, and astound me. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 96e0ff7 | There are hundreds of thoughts per every word spoken, and that's if they're spoken at all. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 5b4c1da | Those images were the world, and it stewed in her as she sat with the lovely books and their manicured titles. It brewed in her as she eyed the pages full to the brims of their bellies with paragraphs and words. You bastards, she thought. You lovely bastards. Don't make me happy. Please, don't fill me up and let me think something good can come from any of this. Look at my bruises. Look at this graze. Do you see the graze inside me? Do.. | depressed | Markus Zusak |