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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| a7facd2 | All any of us wanted, really, was to know that we counted. That someone else's life would not have been as rich without us here. | meaning love | Jodi Picoult | |
| 8651d2a | Simon whispered to me, "But is everything okay?" "No," Tori said. "I kidnapped her and forced her to escape with me. I've been using her as a human shield against those guys with guns, and I was just about to strangle her and leave her body here to throw them off my trail. But then you showed up and foiled my evil plans. Lucky for you, though. You get to rescue poor little Chloe again and win her undying gratitude." "Undying gratitude?" Sim.. | Kelley Armstrong | ||
| c2de7c2 | This place was truly the highest and the lowest of all worlds - the most beautiful senses, the most exquisite emotions.. the most malevolent desires, the darkest deeds. Perhaps it was meant to be so. Perhaps without the lows, the highs could not be reached. | emotion empathy | Stephenie Meyer | |
| 8e7cc07 | Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village, though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year. He gives his harness bells a shake To ask if there is some mistake. The only other sound's the sweep Of easy wind and downy f.. | poetry | Robert Frost | |
| f1a3114 | I see myself forever and ever as the ridiculous [person], the lonely soul, the wanderer, the restless frustrated artist, the [person] in love with love, always in search of the absolute, always seeking the unattainable. | free-thinker beatnik | Henry Miller | |
| 81c0904 | Keep me away from the wisdom which does not cry, the philosophy which does not laugh and the greatness which does not bow before children. | wisdom | Kahlil Gibran | |
| cd4fa28 | Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| 0d38d04 | If you would take one step forward, darling, you could cry in my arms. And while you do, I'll tell you how sorry I am for everything I've done -" Unable to wait, Ian caught her, pulling her tightly against him. "And when I'm finished," he whispered hoarsely as she wrapped her arms around him and wept brokenly, "you can help me find a way to forgive myself." Tortured by her tears, he clasped her tighter and rubbed his jaw against her temple,.. | Judith McNaught | ||
| 92768bf | But as you age, you lose other, even more important things, like friends-hopefully only bad friends, who maybe weren't as good for you as you once thought. With luck, you'll be able to hang on to your true friends, the ones who were always there for you....even when you thought they weren't. Because friends like that are more precious then all the tiaras in the world | princess | Meg Cabot | |
| cba87e3 | I am burdened with what the Buddhists call the 'monkey mind' -- the thoughts that swing from limb to limb, stopping only to scratch themselves, spit and howl. | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| 1d76aff | I don't see a way in," Eve whispered. Why are you whispering?" Myrnin whispered back. "Vampires can hear us, anyway." | myrnin morganville-vampires | Rachel Caine | |
| c10f5d2 | I thought I was your destination. Looks like I was just another stop on the line. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 97765f4 | Imagining isn't perfect. You can't get all the way inside someone else...But imagining being someone else, or the world being something else, is the only way in. It is the machine that kills fascists. | John Green | ||
| f3016c3 | Give up to grace. The ocean takes care of each wave 'til it gets to shore. You need more help than you know. | inspirational | Rumi | |
| 247b63d | I couldn't stop staring at his mouth when he spoke. I bet he knew how to kiss. Perfect kisses too, ones that weren't wet and gross, but the kind that curled toes. I needed to stop looking at him in general. | romance katy hot | Jennifer L. Armentrout | |
| 47c28c8 | When you choose one way out of many, all the ways you don't take are snuffed out like candles, as if they'd never existed. | philosophy | Philip Pullman | |
| d868db1 | That's the duty of the old,' said the Librarian, 'to be anxious on the behalf of the young. And the duty of the young is to scorn the anxiety of the old.' They sat for a while longer, and then parted, for it was late, and they were old and anxious. | Philip Pullman | ||
| 60ecacb | I wanted to tell her that if only something were wrong with my body it would be fine, I would rather have anything wrong with my body than something wrong with my head, but the idea seemed so involved and wearisome that I didn't say anything. I only burrowed down further in the bed. | Sylvia Plath | ||
| 0be7305 | Arthur blinked at the screens and felt he was missing something important. Suddenly he realized what it was. "Is there any tea on this spaceship?" he asked." | humor tea | Douglas Adams | |
| 6e33285 | When you were in love, you were capable of learning everything and of knowing things you had never dared even to think, because love was the key to understanding all of the mysteries. | understanding | Paulo Coelho | |
| d8a3df5 | When you healed my arm...You didn't need to bargain with me. You could have demanded every single week of the year." My brows knit together as he turned, already half-consumed by the dark. "Every single week, and I would have said yes." It wasn't entirely a question, but I needed the answer. A half smile appeared on his sensuous lips. "I know," he said, and vanished." | the-bargain rhysand rhys | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 2df60e0 | You intolerable lunatic," he snarled at me, and then he caught my face between his hands and kissed me." -- | Naomi Novik | ||
| b29b185 | I thought it sounded a bit like Percy singing... maybe you've got to attack him while he's in the shower, Harry. | humor hp4 weasley | J.K. Rowling | |
| a861702 | From this point forth, we shall be leaving the firm foundation of fact and journeying together through the murky marshes of memory into thickets of wildest guesswork. | eloquent language | J.K. Rowling | |
| 3cb376f | Please, trust me, I most definitely can be cheerful. I can be amiable. Agreeable. Affable. And that's only the A's. Just don't ask me to be nice. Nice has nothing to do with me. | Markus Zusak | ||
| e8d6150 | For a friend with an understanding heart is worth no less than a brother | Homer | ||
| dc9fe7c | Oliver: You turned me down. So why, I wonder, did you decide Amelie would be a better choice? Claire: She smells better. And she made me cookies. | morganville-vampires oliver | Rachel Caine | |
| 849b6de | It always is harder to be left behind than to be the one to go... | sadness goodbyes truths | Bodie Thoene; Brock Thoene | |
| ce45ec4 | Fiction allows us to slide into these other heads, these other places, and look out through other eyes. And then in the tale we stop before we die, or we die vicariously and unharmed, and in the world beyond the tale we turn the page or close the book, and we resume our lives. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| ecf6ba7 | If I speak of myself in different ways, that is because I look at myself in different ways. | reflection | Michel de Montaigne | |
| 5b333a2 | Vengeance was one hell of a roommate. | lover dark dagger wrath | J.R. Ward | |
| 960f155 | Annabeth?" Percy said again. "You're planning something. You've got that look." "I don't have an look." "Yeah, you totally do. Your eyebrows knit together and your lips press together and--" "Do you have a pen?" she asked him." | percy-jackson | Rick Riordan | |
| eedcf68 | The beauty of the world...has two edges, one of laughter, one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder. | beauty inspirational | Virginia Woolf | |
| 5ff5b5e | The further you go, the more you have to be proud of. At the same time, in order to come a long way, you have to be behind to begin with. IN the end, though maybe it's not how you reach a place that matters. Just that you get there at all. | inspirational | Sarah Dessen | |
| 3fbaff3 | A path is only a path, and there is no affront, to oneself or to others, in dropping it if that is what your heart tells you . . . Look at every path closely and deliberately. Try it as many times as you think necessary. Then ask yourself alone, one question . . . Does this path have a heart? If it does, the path is good; if it doesn't it is of no use. | inspirational | Carlos Castaneda | |
| 94deded | Wrong will be right, when Aslan comes in sight | aslan inspirational prophecy | C.S. Lewis | |
| d06bf00 | Hatred would have been easier. With hatred, I would have known what to do. Hatred is clear, metallic, one-handed, unwavering; unlike love. | love | Margaret Atwood | |
| 417ebbd | No matter where i go, i still end up me. What's missing never changes. The scenery may change, but i'm still the same incomplete person. The same missing elements torture me with a hunger that i can never satisfy. I think that lack itself is as close as i'll come to defining myself. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| 51c65e8 | As we go through life we gradually discover who we are, but the more we discover, the more we lose ourselves. | life inspirational | Haruki Murakami | |
| 69feef2 | D'ye think I don't know?" he asked softly. "It's me that has the easy part now. For if ye feel for me as I do for you-then I'm asking you to tear out your heart and live without it." | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| b1caba1 | She was wearing a pair of my pajamas with the sleeves rolled up. When she laughed I wanted her again. A minute later she asked me if I loved her. I told her it didn't mean anything but that I didn't think so. She looked sad. But as we were fixing lunch, and for no apparent reason, she laughed in such a way that I kissed her. | Albert Camus | ||
| 8b8cb45 | No matter what, nobody can take away the dances you've already had. | Gabriel García Márquez | ||
| cada1cd | I must be taken as I have been made. The success is not mine, the failure is not mine, but the two together make me. | Charles Dickens | ||
| b978e29 | There, peeping among the cloud-wrack above a dark tor high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for a while. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach. | tolkien inspirational sam-gamgee middle-earth lord-of-the-rings | J.R.R. Tolkien |