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| 3242d1f | But if you happen to be a man, sometime in the future, and you've made it this far, please remember: you will never be subject to the temptation or feeling you must forgive, a man, as a woman. It's difficult to resist, believe me. But remember that forgiveness too is a power. To beg for it is a power, and to withhold or bestow it is a power, perhaps the greatest. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| c9b720f | You are a transitional generation, said Aunt Lydia. It is the hardest for you. We know the sacrifices you are being expected to make. It is hard when men revile you. For the ones who come after you, it will be easier. They will accept their duties with willing hearts. She did not say: Because they will have no memories, of any other way. She said: Because they won't want things they can't have. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 2a4693c | Glenn used to say the reason you can't really imagine yourself being dead was that as soon as you say, "I'll be dead," you've said the word I, and so you're still alive inside the sentence. And that's how people got the idea of immortality of the soul - it was a consequence of grammar. And so was God, because as soon as there's a past tense, there has to be a past before the past, and you keep going back in time until you get to I don't kno.. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| f19b704 | And he couldn't stand to be nothing, to know himself to be nothing. He needs to be listened to, he needs to be heard. He needs at least the illusion of being understood. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 81ef6d4 | Those in pain have no time for the pain they cause. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 00f74d2 | I remember walking in art galleries, through the nineteenth century: the obsession they had then with harems. Dozens of paintings of harems, fat women lolling on divans, turbans on their heads or velvet caps, being fanned with peacock tails, a eunuch in the background standing guard. Studies of sedentary flesh, painted by men who'd never been there. These pictures were supposed to be erotic, and I thought they were, at the time; but I see n.. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 7b2338a | No empire imposed by force or otherwise has ever been without this feature: control of the indigenous by members of their own group. In the case of Gilead, there were many women willing to serve as Aunts, either because of a genuine belief in what they called "traditional values", or for the benefits they might thereby acquire. When power is scarce, a little of it is tempting." | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 9d764a2 | As with all knowledge, once you knew it, you couldn't imagine how it was that you hadn't known it before. Like stage magic, knowledge before you knew it took place before your very eyes, but you were looking elsewhere. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 50c1e15 | To pronounce the name of the dead is to make them live again. | egyptian-mythology | Margaret Atwood | |
| a09f20e | He needed to exist only in the present, without guilt, without expectation. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| d8ddd60 | It isn't the sort of thing you ask questions about, because the answers are not usually answers you want to know. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 61d3c1d | You could tell a lot about a person from their fridge magnets, not that he'd thought much about them at the time. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 730dafc | Things written down can cause a great deal of harm. All too often, people don't consider that. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| df3dc85 | As it says in the Bible, For now we through a glass, darkly; but then face to face. If it is face to face, there must be two looking. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 21cd90e | She stubs out her cigarette in the brown glass ashtray, then settles herself against him, ear to his chest. She likes to hear his voice this way, as if it begins not in his throat but in his body, like a hum or a growl, or like a voice speaking from deep underground. Like the blood moving through her own heart: a word, a word, a word. | the-blind-assassin | Margaret Atwood | |
| 233bac2 | It's always encouraging to be told that it is intellectually acceptable to read the sorts of things that you like to read anyway. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| aacb1de | It is shocking how many crimes the Bible contains. The Governor's wife should cut them all out and paste them into her scrapbook. | crime scrapbook | Margaret Atwood | |
| cd21f4c | I'm fine," said Pilar, "for the moment. And the moment is the only time we can be fine in." -- | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 641c1de | The beauty is an illusion, and also a warning: there's a dark side to beauty, as with poisonous butterflies. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 95513c1 | Woman is made of fragile glass; but do not put her to the test to see if she will break, for that might come to pass. She is too apt to shatter, and wisdom is surely ended if what can ne'er be mended is put in the way of danger. What I say to you is true, and let us all agree : wherever Danae may be, showers of gold are there, too. | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| 50820e3 | En un lugar de la Mancha de cuyo nombre no quiero acordarme... | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| 1a396d8 | It is not the responsibility of knights errant to discover whether the afflicted, the enchained and the oppressed whom they encounter on the road are reduced to these circumstances and suffer this distress for their vices, or for their virtues: the knight's sole responsibility is to succour them as people in need, having eyes only for their sufferings, not for their misdeeds. I came across a rosary of angry, wretched men, I did with them wh.. | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| c06f79c | I get the feeling I do on finishing a novel with a brick-wall happy ending - I mean the kind of ending when you never think any more about the characters. | Dodie Smith | ||
| 39f93dc | Walking down Belmotte was the oddest sensation-- every step took us deeper into the mist until at last it closed over our heads. It was like being drowned in the ghost of water. | Dodie Smith | ||
| 2597296 | Just because she isn't human, do you think that means she doesn't feel pain? | pain | Stephenie Meyer | |
| f32f844 | The only reason I left was to protect you. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| 6e0868a | As the seasons age us I close my eyes and wish for snow Alas the Irish seasons been foretold For Spring will dawn and I will go Into another season Jack Frost cold. And when its here, I wish for night As childhood memories flash right by To see the birds in humble flight I wish for Summer with a sigh And on I go to months so sweet Dawns sweet chorus and sunbeams bright I yearn for Autumn leaves under feet Yet now I dream of Winters night A.. | Michelle Geaney | ||
| 2690144 | If we become addicted to the external, our interiority will haunt us. We will become hungry with a hunger no image, person, or deed can still. To be wholesome, we must remain truthful to our vulnerable complexity. In order to keep our balance, we need to hold the interior and exterior, visible and invisible, known and unknown, temporal and eternal, ancient and new, together. No one else can undertake this task for you. You are the one and o.. | John O'Donohue | ||
| ffcd8c2 | The heart of the matter: You should never belong fully to something that is outside yourself. It is very important to find a balance in your belonging. You should never belong totally to any cause or system. People frequently need to belong to an external system because they are afraid to belong to their own lives. If your soul is awakened, then you realize that this is the house of your real belonging. Your longing is safe there. | John O'Donohue | ||
| 4fed000 | The ancient rhythms of the earth have insinuated themselves into the rhythms of the human heart. The earth is not outside us; it is within: the clay from where the tree of the body grows. | nature one | John O'Donohue | |
| a42db54 | People laugh as I pass. They're judging me and their judgment is spot on. I don't belong here. I never have. | Katie McGarry | ||
| d81358b | What's going on between us?" I don't know. I rubbed my hand over my face before glancing at Echo. A hint of her cleavage peeked from her shirt. Damn, she was sexy as hell. I wanted her, badly. Would one night be enough, even if she gave it to me? Echo already felt like a heavy drug. The kind I avoided on purpose--crack, heroin, meth. The ones that screwed with your mind, crept into your blood and left you powerless, helpless. If she gave h.. | Katie McGarry | ||
| 4d4c3cf | This is who I am. Accept it or not. The tattoos won't wash off, the earrings will never change. I am who I am and nothing more. I am loyal to a chosen few, I always keep my word and I'll protect you with my life. | Katie McGarry | ||
| b03421b | She had exposed her hands while she tutored me. Shit. I'd forgotten about her scars. Hell, she'd forgotten about her scars-until now. I wanted that moment back, and to see her smile again. "Then who did? I't's been a while since i've been in a fight. My rep will be ruin if i'm good for too long." She fought it, but i won. The smile returned for a brief dazling moment." -- | Katie McGarry | ||
| 88f8312 | This doesn't mean anything," Haley whispers as she reaches up and pulls at the Velcro of my glove. "Yes, it does." I bring my arms to my sides and the instant the gloves fall to the floor, my hands latch on to that beautiful body. "Tell me, Haley. Please tell me it does because this means something to me." | love romance swoon | Katie McGarry | |
| 6c96469 | You're what I think about every second of the day! ... You're why I find a reason to take a breath when I open my eyes in the morning. I wanted nothing for my life and then I found you. You showed me I could be more, and I want more. | Katie McGarry | ||
| 486a854 | I'll tell you what ... if you want wild - if you want a kiss that breaks the rules, I'll give you one, but not here, not now." I think my heart exploded. Razor of the Reign of Terror - the guy all the girls have dreams about for years - has offered to kiss me. "When?" "When I say." His lips edge up, sending a thrill through my bloodstream. "If you have the nerve." | Katie McGarry | ||
| c200379 | People don't know anymore why we've had eight years of war. Why their children have died...This entire war was just a big setup to destroy both the Iranian and the Iraqi armies. The former was the most powerful in the Middle East in 1980, and the latter represented a real danger to Israel. The West sold weapons to both camps and we, we were stupid enough to enter into this cynical game...eight years of war for nothing! So now the state name.. | Marjane Satrapi | ||
| 4cc8ec0 | I rushed to the living room to protect myself from I don't know what, behind my best friend, a book. | reading | Marjane Satrapi | |
| 985b024 | Your eyes have turned as black as a Crow's," she blurted out. He didn't even blink over her bizarre comment. "Not this time, Christina," he said in a furious whisper. "Compliments won't get me off balance again, my little temptress. I swear to God, if you ever again dismiss me so casually, I'm going to--" "Oh, it wasn't a compliment," Christina interrupted, letting him see her irritation. "How presumptuous of you to think it was. The Crow i.. | Julie Garwood | ||
| 9fc5d1e | Any man who lives by his beliefs is to be admired, not mocked. | Julie Garwood | ||
| 4643984 | You're bruised, as ugly as one of your Cyclops, and I can barely stand to look at you." - Duncan to Madelyne." | julie-garwood romance | Julie Garwood | |
| ce0bdcd | Remorse has no place in a warrior's mind... A war is like a game of chess, Nicholaa. Every battle is like a well-thought-out move on the board. Once it begins, there shouldn't be any emotion involved whatsoever. | Julie Garwood | ||
| d529803 | sometimes the most simple conclusion is also the most correct | Julie Garwood |