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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 2ba3b97 | Maybe we invented metaphor as a response to pain. Maybe we needed to give shape to the opaque, deep-down pain that evades both sense and senses. | John Green | ||
| efba8f7 | You shall no longer take things at second or third hand.... nor look through the eyes of the dead.... nor feed on the spectres in books. I tramp a perpetual journey All goes onward and outward.... and nothing collapses, And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier. If no other in the world be aware I sit content, And if each and all be aware I sit content. The final three stanzas of 'Song of Myself" were .. | John Green | ||
| f468a02 | Death is nothing at all. It does not count. I have only slipped away into the next room. Nothing has happened. Everything remains exactly as it was. I am I, and you are you, and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged. Whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Call me by the old familiar name. Speak of me in the easy way which you always used. | Rosamunde Pilcher | ||
| 0c482fc | I wasn't good enough. I had a little talent but not enough. There is nothing more discouraging than having just a little talent. | Rosamunde Pilcher | ||
| 1141d10 | Fuck!" he snarled. He tilted her up again, her legs now resting on his shoulders, and positioned himself and began to push. Into her back entrance. Kimber drew in a great, shocked gasp, her hazel eyes wide. "Deke?" "What the hell are you doing?" Luc barked. Tensing a little more with every inch he pushed inside Kimber's tight passage, the tendons on his neck standing out, the muscles in his arms shaking, assailed by the amazing sensations o.. | Shayla Black | ||
| 03eb5fb | He just wasn't good at being a cross between a teddy bear and just a friend. | Shayla Black | ||
| c99e1d5 | It's that...what I want isn't what I need. | luc-traverson | Shayla Black | |
| 78d571b | He doesn't shit on what we claim as our own and still command that loyalty. | Lora Leigh | ||
| 8b1e9ac | What would I have done if my coya had been captured or killed? My mate, Sharone. The other half of everything I am. What would I have done? | love mates | Lora Leigh | |
| 9ef12fd | I didn't promise I wouldn't break your tender heart, Mica. Protect it from me. Don't let me touch that part of you. Don't let me destroy both of us that way. | Lora Leigh | ||
| e2dfe96 | Her head throbbed as though gremlins were ripping holes in her brain | Lora Leigh | ||
| 6514973 | DON'T GIVE UP! When the battle seems endless and you think you'll never make it, remember that you are reprogramming a very carnal, fleshly, worldly mind to think as God thinks. Impossible? No! Difficult? Yes! But, just think, you have God on your team. I believe He is the best "computer programmer" around. (Your mind is like a computer that has had a lifetime of garbage programmed into it.) God is working on you; at least, He is if you hav.. | Joyce Meyer | ||
| 42f968d | If we don't show anyone, we're free to write anything. | Allen Ginsberg | ||
| 42ad6a2 | Being over seventy is like being engaged in a war. All our friends are going or gone and we survive amongst the dead and dying as on a battlefield. | Muriel Spark | ||
| 1f68a8b | Tea Cake, the son of the Evening Sun, had to die for loving her. | Zora Neale Hurston | ||
| d1ec482 | Everytime Ah see uh patch uh roses uh somethin' oversportin' theyselves makin' out they pretty, Ah tell 'em 'Ah want yuh tuh see mah Janie sometime.' You must let de flowers see yuh sometimes, heah, Janie? | love | Zora Neale Hurston | |
| 68e0072 | Sometimes God gits familiar wid us womenfolks too and talks His inside business. He told me.how surprised y'all is goin' tuh be if you ever find out you don't know half as much 'bout us as you think yo do. It's so easy to make yo'self out God Almighty when you ain't got nothin' tuh strain against but women and chickens. | women | Zora Neale Hurston | |
| b16b0b7 | An envious heart makes a treacherous ear. They done 'heard' bout you just what they hope done happened. | human-nature | Zora Neale Hurston | |
| 5d132e4 | WHITE AMERICANS HAVE A VERY UNUSUAL SENSE OF HISTORY. They make it up as they go along, constantly revising to suit their tastes in a manner that would make Stalin blush. Very few of them saw any irony in the fact that during a recent nasty Balkans conflict, when Uncle Sam intervened to stop the Serbs from ethnically cleansing the Bosnians, the military action was performed using Apache helicopter gunships. Helicopters named after a people .. | Craig Ferguson | ||
| f9c0e6e | This story is true. Of course, there are many lies therein and most of it did not happen, but it's all true. In that sense it is deeply religious, perhaps even biblical. | Craig Ferguson | ||
| 73e31a3 | Failure to deal with the presence of sin can often be traced back to spiritual amnesia - forgetting our new, true, real identity. As a believer, I am someone who has been delivered from the dominion of sin and who therefore is free and motivated to fight against the remnants of sin in my heart. You must know, rest in, think through, and act upon your new identity - you are in Christ | Sinclair B. Ferguson | ||
| 2dcade6 | Will I keep fighting to be the man I think I am? Or will I disown him and everything he loves, and step into the skin of the person this world would like for me to be? | Blake Crouch | ||
| 97731e9 | It's like we get so set in our ways, so entrenched in those grooves, we stop seeing our loved ones for who they are. But tonight, right now, I see you again, like the first time we met, when the sound of your voice and your smell was this new country. | Blake Crouch | ||
| fbb724d | There's an energy to these autumn nights that touches something primal inside of me. Something from long ago. From my childhood in Western Iowa. I think of high school football games and the stadium lights blazing down on the players. I smell ripening apples, and the sour reek of beer from keg parties in the cornfields. I feel the wind in my face as I ride in the bed of an old pickup truck down a country road at night, dust swirling red in .. | Blake Crouch | ||
| 7894c8e | I want to be pure in heart -- but I like to wear my purple dress. | Anne Morrow Lindbergh | ||
| c37724d | And so, on a night in late May, I found myself standing on the lawn of a Hyde Park mansion of vampires, staring up at the stone-framed visage of a boy in Armani, an enemy who'd become an ally. Ironic, I thought, that I'd given up one ally today but gained another.Ethan ran a hand through his hair. | merit | Chloe Neill | |
| 3dbdd02 | It was my TBR-my TO Be Read stack. The usual subjects were there. Chick lit. Action. A Pulitzer Prize winner. A romance novel about a pirate and a damsel in a low-cut blouse (What? Even vampire enjoys a little bodice ripping now and again.) | Chloe Neill | ||
| 8e3da57 | People hate us, blah blah blah, wish we'd go straight to hell, or maybe Wisconsin, since it's closer, blah blah blah. | Chloe Neill | ||
| 5c93a55 | Has he apologized?" "In the way that he apologizes. 'I would do anything to protect you,'" I said, in a pretty good imitation. Mallory nodded. "He gave you an alphapology." "What now?" "An alphapology. The apology made by the alpha male, which isn't really an apology, but more a reason for insane behavior. Catcher does it all the damn time. Drives me up the wall." | Chloe Neill | ||
| 6b6905b | I'm really about as good at relaitionships as I am at being a vampire. I'm kind of a smart but surprisingly inept kind of girl. | Chloe Neill | ||
| 430c2b0 | You are all at once the subject, object, predicate, preposition, and period of my thoughts. | Daria Snadowsky | ||
| f56920d | A mind fed daily on TV diminishes. Your mind was made to know and love God. | John Piper | ||
| 379beca | It's not just that people sacrifice their love relationships, and the care of their children, to pursue their careers. Something like this has perhaps always existed. The point is that today many people feel to do this, feel they ought to do this, feel their lives would be somehow wasted or unfulfilled if they didn't do it. | Charles Taylor | ||
| 6770189 | You're my life, Elle. When we have our children, they'll be included in that circle and I'm not a man to lose everything. I want you as safe as possible." "So you don't think three protection dogs, a room filled with weapons, a panic room and house that eats people isn't just a little overkill?" | house protection safety weapons | Christine Feehan | |
| abb50af | You know, my love, you are not responsible for my happiness, or even my health. I've had a choice every step of the way, from our very first meeting. I chose you. Clearly, in my heart and in my head, I chose you. If I had it to do all over again, even knowing what I would have to go through, I would choose you without hesitation. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 9a5b01b | She thumped him again. He looked startled, then caught her flying fist in his hand and gently pried her fingers open. Very carefully he pressed a kiss into the exact center of her palm. 'Savannah? Were you trying to hit me?' 'I didn't hit you--twice, you scum. You didn't even notice the first time.' She sounded very irritated with him. For some reason it made him want to smile. 'I apologize, mon amour. Next time, I promise I will notice whe.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 9ba45d3 | So they wanted to take Tansy to a different doctor and her husband refused", Ryland said. "I wonder why he would do that." He frowned and leanede close to Kadan, sniffing. "Cinnamon?" "Shut the hell up", Kadan said and pushed past him. Ryland took another whiff and gave a low whistle."You smeel yummy. I'm getting hungry. Maybe cinnamon buns". Kadan flipped him off rudely. Nico stood waiting by the front door. As always he was their backup. .. | humor | Christine Feehan | |
| 805e1f7 | If you allowed yourself to hear or feel amusement, you would hear and feel pain. | hear laugh pain | Christine Feehan | |
| 7a46318 | But I'm not any better at relationships than you are. We'll find our way together, even if we're fumbling around in the dark for a while. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 6f43739 | Are you going to win every argument?" He was pretty certain he'd asked her that once before. May be twice. "Only the important ones." | Christine Feehan | ||
| 0bfd6a9 | Francesca took a navy blue sheath from a hanger and held it up. "This is darling, Gabriel. Don't you love it? You're right, I think we need to concentrate on much more feminine articles of clothing." He reached around her and fingered the soft material. "Where is the rest of it?" He was very serious, his dark eyes searching her face for signs she was teasing." | christine-feehan funny | Christine Feehan | |
| 1c4e897 | I told myself one night would be enough and I'd walk. Maybe I could have then, but I was fooling myself. I'm halfway in love with you and you're pulling me in deeper. | paranormal-romance | Christine Feehan | |
| 6e0812b | Do you see, Solange, that you are the only woman in my world? The one woman who can choose life or death for me. You are the center of my world and you always will be. When I tell you that your pleasure is mine, I mean that literally | Christine Feehan | ||
| 89a6e4f | Listen, Sebastian," he whispered. "That beautiful sound belongs to us for the rest for our lives. That's your mother. She's sunshine. No matter what happens in our lives, we have that." | Christine Feehan |