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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 2091d96 | In conversation, points arise! If a human being converses much, it is impossible for him to avoid the truth! (Hercule Poirot) | Agatha Christie | ||
| 5c210b0 | My remarks are, as always, apt, sound, and to the point. (Hercule Poirot) | Agatha Christie | ||
| 404ffc3 | Poirot was an extraordinary looking little man. He was hardly more than five feet, four inches, but carried himself with great dignity. His head was exactly the shape of an egg, and he always perched it a little on one side. His moustache was very stiff and military. The neatness of his attire was almost incredible. I believe a speck of dust would have caused him more pain than a bullet wound. Yet this quaint dandyfied little man who, I was.. | Agatha Christie | ||
| e63af64 | In any of my pages in any of my books may life a perfect account of my secret experience of the world. | books pages secret world | Alberto Manguel | |
| 6395f81 | Entering a library, I am always stuck by the way in which a certain vision of the world is imposed upon the reader through its categories and its order. | library | Alberto Manguel | |
| 4050054 | Only the previous day, Arch had found him in a spirit-dance corral, blistering the creatures to the point of death, such was his need to touch and destroy. | blister corral dance death destroy glass looking redd seeing spirit wars weird | Frank Beddor | |
| da899a1 | What am I to do with you?" Redd asked. "M-maybe you could-" Jack began. The Cat raised a paw. "I know." "It was a rhetorical question, fools! You don't answer it! Since when do I need help making anyone suffer?" | Frank Beddor | ||
| dd17f9c | She walks in beauty. | irony | Ron Rash | |
| 5b04f32 | One thing's sure and nothing surer. The rich get richer and the poor get- children | poor rich social-classes | Ron Rash | |
| 0b544d0 | There is always a pleasure in unravelling a mystery, in catching at the gossamer clue which will guide to certainty. | mysteries unraveling | Elizabeth Gaskell | |
| 19ac500 | But Margaret was at an age when any apprehension, not absolutely based on a knowledge of facts, is easily banished for a time by a bright sunny day, or some happy outward circumstance. And when the brilliant fourteen fine days of October came on, her cares were all blown away as lightly as thistledown, and she thought of nothing but the glories of the forest. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| a755619 | Oh yes!' and suddenly the wintry frost-bound look of care had left Mr. Thornton's face, as if some soft summer gale had blown all anxiety away from his mind; and, though his mouth was as much compressed as before, his eyes smiled out benignly on his questioner. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| c01b9ca | Only you're right in saying she's too good an opinion of herself to think of you. The saucy jade! I should like to know where she'd find a better! | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 8c0a8ac | The very falsehood that stained her, was a proof how blindly she loved another--this dark, slight, elegant, handsome man--while he himself was rough, and stern, and strongly made. He lashed himself into an agony of fierce jealousy. He thought of that look, that attitude!--how he would have laid his life at her feet for such tender glances, such fond detention! He mocked at himself, for having valued the mechanical way in which she had prote.. | Elizabeth Gaskellbeth Gaskell | ||
| dec06cb | The meanest thing to which we bid adieu, Loses its meanness in the parting hour. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 898693b | She disliked him more for having mastered her inner will. How dared he say that he would love her still, even though she shook him off with contempt? She wished she had spoken more - stronger. Sharp, decisive speeches came thronging to her mind, now that it was too late to utter them. The deep impression made by the interview was like that of a horror in a dream; that will not leave the room although we waken up, and rub our eyes, and force.. | nightmares unrequited-love | Elizabeth Gaskell | |
| 13db5eb | Mr Thornton would rather have heard that she was suffering the natural sorrow. In the first place, there was selfishness enough in him to have taken pleasure in the idea that his great love might come in to comfort and console her; much the same kind of strange passionate pleasure which comes stinging through a mother's heart, when her drooping infant nestles close to her, and is dependent upon her for everything. | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 4caebcf | How different men were to women! | Elizabeth Gaskell | ||
| 9568cce | When the female voice is repressed and stifled, the entire community can easily find themselves cut off from the sacred feminine, depriving themselves of the full image of god. | Rob Bell | ||
| 88c0238 | Questions are not scary. What is scary is when people don't have any. What is tragic is faith that has no room for them. | Rob Bell | ||
| 04806d7 | Don't limit a child to your own learning, for he was born in another time. | Caitlin Moran | ||
| 8f25e7c | Your mind is the projection screen every writer steals; it is the firing of your neurones that makes every book come alive. You are the electricity that turns it on. A book cannot live until the touch of your hand on the first page brings it alive. A writer is essentially typing blank pages - shouting out spells in the dark - until the words are read by you, and the magic explodes into your head, and no one else's. | Caitlin Moran | ||
| 1e5049a | They rode for a while in silence, a tiny island in the smoky stream of marching men. Then Lee said slowly, in a strange, soft, slow tone of voice, "Soldiering has one great trap." Longstreet turned to see his face. Lee was riding slowly ahead, without expression. He spoke in that same slow voice. "To be a good soldier you must love the army. But to be a good officer you must be willing to order the death of the thing you love. This is...a .. | the-killer-angels | Michael Shaara | |
| f92bd86 | It's all real in Outside, everything there is, because I saw an airplane in the blue between the clouds. Ma and me can't go there because we don't know the secret code, but it's real all the same. Before I didn't know to be mad that we can't open Door, my head was too small to have Outside in it. | Emma Donoghue | ||
| 63c67e2 | In other words, it was a struggle with himself. And the product of that struggle: anger, bitterness, resentment, envy or transformation, aspiration, hope, decency..the product of that struggle is the quality of your life and the nature of your soul. | life-lessons the-bible | Emma Forrest | |
| 51b386e | He was addicted to me and now he has gone cold turkey. He used to send me fifty texts a day. And now he is ignoring me. It's like I was once his Barack Obama. And now I am John McCain, conceding defeat like a sad-face sock puppet, knowing I have sold the best of myself. He, my electorate, not only does not want me, he actively feels pity. | Emma Forrest | ||
| 8f95dbe | Now that he's gone, I feel like I'm a senior citizen who gave away her life savings over the phone. And this is the crux: I never in my life believed in someone as much as I believed in him. The shame is overwhelming. | love-loss pain | Emma Forrest | |
| 8bfba30 | Would you like a whiskey?' I say. 'I've got some.' (That's original. I bet nobody's ever thought of that way of bridging the gap before.) | Jean Rhys | ||
| a03a5f7 | A bar of gold means much more to a pauper than to a king | Brandon Mull | ||
| 2baf132 | Your mind was seizing on something to try to make sense of the emotion. Can you see the power emotion has to distort our outlook? Makes u wonder, did you a bad day, or did you a bad day? ... We can exert a lot of control over our emotions. But sometimes they run away with us. These bottled-up emotions hit you with a lot of force. ... If you drink straight courage, you can beome reckless and foolhardy. For a good result, you have to temp.. | Brandon Mull | ||
| 26f334b | Please," Kendra said. "Think of all the lives that will be destroyed." | demon fablehaven fair keys life mull prison | Brandon Mull | |
| 016806b | You and I move through time like a flame on a string. The ashes behind are the past, consumed, unreachable. The string ahead is the future. But the only moment we inhabit, the only moment where we can act, is the present, the point where the flame burns, the point where time touches eternity. | Brandon Mull | ||
| bcf4289 | Rolling flat onto his back, Drake shuddered. Then he inhaled deeply. He stared up at the night sky. "We're going to win," he said, his voice calmer, less strained. "This is nothing. Keep going. They can't stop us. Jason, give Rachel the necklace. Tell her . . . tell her I'm sorry. Tell her . . . I wanted . . . to show her . . . my little valley. Tell her I tried." His voice was growing weak. Farfalee smoothed a hand over his brow. "Shhh," s.. | brandon chasing death drake dying mull prophecy | Brandon Mull | |
| abc00fc | Too often we take notes on writing, we think about writing but never do it. I want you to walk into the heart of the storm, written words dripping off hair, eyelids, hanging from hands. | Natalie Goldberg | ||
| 7d698c8 | Folks who talk about no violence are always the ones who are first to call a policeman and usually they are sure there is one handy. | Louis L'Amour | ||
| 0b7112b | There are shadows for the shadows of things, as a reflection seen in a mirror of a mirror. We know there are circles within circles and dimensions beyond dimension. Reality is itself a shadow, only an appearance accepted by those whose eyes shun what might lie beyond. | Louis L'Amour | ||
| a4c7a98 | To die is nothing. One is here, one is no longer here. It is only at the end one must be able to say 'I was a man'. | Louis L'Amour | ||
| 045a427 | When I tell you not to marry without love, I do not advise you to marry for love alone - there are many, many other things to be considered. | family love marriage | Anne Brontë | |
| b30dcf4 | Because the road is rough and long, Shall we despise the skylark's song, That cheers the wanderer's way? Or trample down, with reckless feet, The smiling flowerets, bright and sweet, Because they soon decay? | Anne Brontë | ||
| 691007a | Truth can well out of a man like blood from a wound, and it can be just as disconcerting to look at. | Robin Hobb | ||
| 0e7290c | To every creature is given both a place and a time, and when that time is over, we have to let them go. | Robin Hobb | ||
| 57d3e28 | There's something stalking us. Off to the side of the road, moving through the forest.' Kettricken smiled. | fitz fool hunt kettricken nighteyes wolf | Robin Hobb | |
| 1d3e3e7 | One devoted to his cat would not leave it long alone. A cat's loyalty is not a thing to be taken for granted, but courted day by day. | Robin Hobb | ||
| b8523d5 | Dragons don't bother with introductions. | Robin Hobb |