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| 68cd6e9 | She had often wished for adventure, for old spells and wicked kings. But she hadn't realized it would be like this--a fight for her freedom. And she'd always imagined that there'd be someone to help her--a loyal friend or a one-armed soldier or something. She hadn't imagined she would be so ... alone. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 038c629 | My name is Wind," she whispered. "And Rain. And Bone and Dust. My name is a snippet of a half-remembered song." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 18ab413 | Wait," I repeated. The darkness vanished, leaving Rhysand in his solid form as he grinned. "Yes?" I raised my chin as high as I could manage. "Just two weeks?" "Just two weeks," he purred, and knelt before me. "Two teensy, tiny weeks with me every month is all I ask." "Why? And what are to ... to be the terms?" I said, fighting past the dizziness. "Ah," he said, adjusting the lapel of his obsidian tunic. "If I told you those things, there'd.. | deal faerie feyre high-fae high-lord price rhysand | Sarah J. Maas | |
| f307885 | Many people view leadership the same way they view success, hoping to go as far as they can, to climb the ladder, to achieve the highest position possible for their talent. But contrary to conventional thinking, I believe the bottom line in leadership isn't how far we advance ourselves but how far we advance others. That is achieved by serving others and adding value to their lives. | John C. Maxwell | ||
| e87d54b | I always try to remember that I am a work in progress. When I maintain that perspective, I realize that I don't have to be perfect. I don't have to have it all together. I don't need to try to have all the answers. And I don't need to learn everything in a day. When I make a mistake, it's not because I'm a failure or worthless. I just didn't do something right because I still haven't improved enough in some part of the process. And that mot.. | John C. Maxwell | ||
| dd47327 | Let's live suddenly without thinking. Let's live like the light that kills. And let's as silence, because Whirl's after all: (after me) love, and after you. I occasionally feel vague how vague I don't know tenuous Now - | E.E. Cummings | ||
| a1e7e13 | i think you will be tired of telling me & my dreams to go to hell | deflating dreams go-to-hell | E.E. Cummings | |
| d94acdf | because it's Spring thingS dare to do people (& not the other way round)because it 's A pril Lives lead their own persons(in stead of everybodyelse's)but what's wholly marvellous my Darling is that you & i are more than you & i(be ca | E.E. Cummings | ||
| a4e183f | all by all and deep by deep and more by more they dream their sleep | E.E. Cummings | ||
| b748225 | O sweet spontaneous earth how often have the doting fingers of prurient philosophers pinched and poked thee , has the naughty thumb of science prodded thy beauty . how often have religions taken thee upon their scraggy knees squeezing and buffeting thee that thou mightest conceive gods (but true to the incomparable couch of death thy rhythmic lover thou answerest them only with spring) | E.E. Cummings | ||
| 1930876 | here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart) Edward Estlin Cummings | E.E. Cummings | ||
| 0973b65 | ya gotta be one of the good guys...'cause there's too many of the bad." | Garth Ennis and Steve Dillon | ||
| fbd53bb | Le regole per scrivere bene (adattate da Umberto Eco) 1. Evita le allitterazioni, anche se allettano gli allocchi. 2. Non e che il congiuntivo va evitato, anzi, che lo si usa quando necessario. 3. Evita le frasi fatte: e minestra riscaldata. 4. Esprimiti siccome ti nutri. 5. Non usare sigle commerciali & abbreviazioni etc. 6. Ricorda (sempre) che la parentesi (anche quando pare indispensabile) interrompe il filo del discorso. 7. Stai attent.. | regole scrittura scrivere | Umberto Eco | |
| 9f9fe8d | This idea comes to me that we're all grass blades on the same lawn. We've grown up together, shoulder to shoulder, under the same sun, drinking the same rain. But you know what happens to grass blades-somebody cuts them down just when they reach their prime. | Tim Tharp | ||
| 10c8dfb | By telling stories, you objectify your own experience. You separate it from yourself. You pin down certain truths. You make up others. You start sometimes with an incident that truly happened, and you carry it forward by inventing incidents that did not in fact occur but that nonetheless help to clarify and explain. | Tim O'Brien | ||
| 73a633c | Finally, in a low whisper, he said, 'I think I might be a terrible person.' For a split second I believed him - I thought he was about to confess a crime, maybe a murder. Then I realized that we all think we might be terrible people. But we only reveal this before asking someone to love us. It is a kind of undressing. | Miranda July | ||
| 25d3b33 | Was she terrifyingly beautiful? Was she so ignorant she didn't deserve the truth? Was she also a liar and thus it was something they did together? I don't believe in psychology; which says everything you do is because of yourself. That is so untrue. We are social animals, and everything we do is because of other people, because we love them, or because we don't. | Miranda July | ||
| a1ec38f | Two plus three is five, check the email, one plus seven is, check the email, eight, check the email, which comes to a total of, who the hell am I anyway, eighty five. This is how he dismembers his day, in the most painful way, moment by moment. A bigger man would just shoot it, put it out of its misery. | Miranda July | ||
| a91489a | Could one write a strongly worded letter to the deceased requiring their full cooperation? | Alyxandra Harvey | ||
| aaa7d21 | You get into trouble the way debutantes get into ball gowns. | Alyxandra Harvey | ||
| e7d5c01 | They were untamed, like thunder and lightning in a glass jar. You just knew, sooner or later, the jar would shatter into pieces. | Alyxandra Harvey | ||
| 7369cf9 | The crux of the matter is whether total war in its present form is justifiable, even when it serves a just purpose. Does it not have material and spiritual evil as its consequences which far exceed whatever good might result? When will our moralists give us an answer to this question? | John Hersey | ||
| 6156ef1 | Monogamy, it follows, is the sacred cow of the romantic ideal, for it is the marker of our specialness: I have been chosen and others renounced. When you turn your back on other loves, you confirm my uniqueness; when your hand or mind wanders, my importance is shattered. Conversely, if I no longer feel special, my own hands and mind tingle with curiosity. The disillusioned are prone to roam. Might someone else restore my significance | Esther Perel | ||
| 2be65b5 | There you are, diligently swimming a straight line, minding the form of your strokes, when you look up and see, always a shock, the currents you can't even feel have pulled you off course. | Julia Glass | ||
| a8842b8 | You get no writing done at all if you sit at a table with a view. You'd spent the whole time watching the birds or thinking about what you would like to be doing out of doors, instead of flogging yourself to work out of sheer boredom. | Mary Stewart | ||
| 68fa0c6 | I was thankful that nobody was there to meet me at the airport. We reached Paris just as the light was fading. It had been a soft, gray March day, with the smell of spring in the air. The wet tarmac glistened underfoot; over the airfield the sky looked very high, rinsed by the afternoon's rain to a pale clear blue. Little trails of soft cloud drifted in the wet wind, and a late sunbeam touched them with a fleeting underglow. Away beyond th.. | Mary Stewart | ||
| 1dce720 | Screw that, the questionn at hand is what's your major?" Oded said. "Because let me tell you right now, any answer other than World of Warcraft or Advanced Ninja Studies will not be accepted." | major ninja oded world-of-warcraft | Rachel Caine | |
| 6033fef | And then it was between Shane and Claire on who retreated first. "Uou go," he said. "Why?" Shane and Pete exchangedblooks. "Seriously?" Pete asked. "Yeah, she's like that," Shane said, and turned to her. "Because you're my girlfriend, and I'm not going unti; I know you're safe. How's that?" | girlfriend shane-collins | Rachel Caine | |
| 6a79bb3 | Morley laughed. "You're trying to make me Amelie." "Goodness, no. You'd look terrible in a skirt." | Rachel Caine | ||
| 018a0fb | I'm going to have to give him shit for all this,' Shane said, as he wandered around. 'He lives alone and makes his bed? Who does that?' 'People who like things neat?' 'Its not natural. | humor humorous shane-collins | Rachel Caine | |
| ae13f21 | I'm avampire. I havesecret powers ," he said with a full-on fake Transylvanian accent, which he dropped to say, "Actually, your mom let me in." | Rachel Caine | ||
| f475d22 | Give the girl some credit. At least she told you, instead of letting you figure it out on your own." "Yeah, and she told me last!" Eve glared at the two boys, hands on her hips. "Boyfriend," Shane said, holding up his hand. "Landlord," Michael chimed in. "Crap," Eve sighed. "I guess that does leave me in last place." | Rachel Caine | ||
| a18f653 | It's an illusion, control," Naomi said. "You ought to understand that by now, young Claire. We are never in control of our destinies, even the strongest of us. All we can hope to do is not be too badly damaged by events." | control destiny | Rachel Caine | |
| 9d527f0 | He had on bunny slippers. These had fangs. They all stared at them in silence for about a heartbeat, and then Shane said, "That is impressively wicked. Crazy, but wicked." | shane slippers | Rachel Caine | |
| 5310e8e | There were so many layers of reality to the world. Nothing stopped for death; nothing stopped for grief or horror or tragedy. | Rachel Caine | ||
| b34a3d0 | We're clear," she said. "You're kind of a psycho. I get that" | funny morganville-vampires | Rachel Caine | |
| 60bce0f | But if these past years in Morganville have taught me anything, it's that sometimes you have to just . . . jump. It's not safe. It's never safe. But sometimes you have to live dangerously. | Rachel Caine | ||
| d8b1fa9 | The first purpose of a librarian is to preserve and defend our books. Sometimes, that means dying for them - or making someone else die for them. Tota est scientia. | Rachel Caine | ||
| 8261aed | Don't do me any favors, Glass Ass," Jason snapped." | Rachel Caine | ||
| 2c90311 | Restrooms at gas stations were an unpleasant and shocking surprise; I had never considered the serious drawbacks of such lazily-cleaned rooms. I was completely unable to ignore the filth, and wasted a burst of power to turn the sink, floors and porcelain toilet into sparkling, clean examples of their kind before using the facility. I felt that was a much less judgmental response than simply blowing the place off the face of the Earth, which.. | Rachel Caine | ||
| 3e972a2 | I thought that it was strange to assume that it was abnormal for anyone to be forever asking questions about the nature of the universe, about what the human condition really was, my condition, what I was doing here, if there was really something to do. It seemed to me, on the contrary, that it was abnormal for people NOT to think about it, for them to allow themselves to live, as it were, unconsciously. Perhaps it's because everyone, all t.. | Eugène Ionesco | ||
| 6a9d7e5 | Maybe the Good Friday story is about how God would rather die than be in our sin-accounting business anymore. | good-friday sin | Nadia Bolz-Weber | |
| c8db339 | It's easier to accumulate wealth if you don't live in a high-status neighborhood. | Thomas J. Stanley | ||
| eb71482 | In a sense the car has become a prosthetic, and though prosthetics are usually for injured or missing limbs, the auto-prosthetic is for a conceptually impaired body or a body impaired by the creation of a world that is no longer human in scale. | page-258 walking | Rebecca Solnit |