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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 84fc2c5 | Anxiety is the handmaiden of creativity | inspirational creativity | T.S. Eliot | |
| cb3ad8b | Then I should be relieved to know what I was told an hour ago is false. It wasn't you who yanked a girl--by her hair--out of chair in the common lounge area. | Jennifer L. Armentrout | ||
| 42c2d90 | I know pretty much what I like and dislike; but please, don't ask me who I am. | Sylvia Plath | ||
| 1262e1f | Here I am, a bundle of past recollections and future dreams, knotted up in a reasonably attractive bundle of flesh. I remember what this flesh has gone through; I dream of what it may go through. | Sylvia Plath | ||
| c82a6d6 | Love Poem It's so nice to wake up in the morning all alone and not have to tell somebody you love them | Richard Brautigan | ||
| 92c33be | Had I known that the heart breaks slowly, dismantling itself into unrecognizable plots of misery... had I known yet I would have loved you, your brash and insolent beauty, your heavy comedic face and knowledge of sweet delights, but from a distance I would have left you whole and wholly for the delectation of those who wanted more and cared less. | Maya Angelou | ||
| ad333ae | How to Commit the Perfect Murder" was an old game in heaven. I always chose the icicle: the weapon melts away." | murder | Alice Sebold | |
| 77471cf | Other people are going to find healing in your wounds. Your greatest life messages and your most effective ministry will come out of your deepest hurts. | Rick Warren | ||
| 643fc45 | We can't behave like people in novels, though, can we? | Edith Wharton | ||
| f23fe8c | they thought I had guts they were wrong | Charles Bukowski | ||
| f5a8443 | You want to remember that while you're judging the book, the book is also judging you. | reading judging | Stephen King | |
| 212ab6c | Simulation Tobias kisses my neck. I try to think. I have to face the fear. I have to take control of the situation and find a way to make it less frightening. I look Simulation Tobias in the eye and say sternly, "I am not going to sleep with you in a hallucination. Okay?" Then I grab him by his shoulders and turn us around, pushing him against the bedpost. I feel something other than fear--a prickle in my stomach, a bubble of laughter. I pr.. | simulation tris tobias | Veronica Roth | |
| ca84953 | Until the philosophy which holds one race superior and another inferior is finally and permanently discredited and abandoned, everywhere is war. And until there are no longer first-class and second-class citizens of any nation, until the colour of a man's skin is of no more significance than the colour of his eyes. And until the basic human rights are equally guaranteed to all without regard to race, there is war. And until that day, the dr.. | war politics peace | Haile Selassie I | |
| d588f75 | What horrible things would you have to do in your life to get woven into Hades' underwear? | Rick Riordan | ||
| f7974bb | If we are true to ourselves, we can not be false to anyone. | William Shakespeare | ||
| d75d06a | A good plan isn't one where someone wins, it's where nobody thinks they've lost. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| dd498a9 | I am not what I ought to be, I am not what I want to be, I am not what I hope to be in another world; but still I am not what I once used to be, and by the grace of God I am what I am | i-am inspirational | John Newton | |
| 7d644e6 | All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another. | inspirational | Anatole France | |
| 0ea29dc | Every time you do a good deed you shine the light a little farther into the dark. And the thing is, when you're gone that light is going to keep shining on, pushing the shadows back. | inspirational good-deeds eternity | charles de lint | |
| 1cb54b0 | What a lousy earth! He wondered how many people were destitute that same night even in his own prosperous country, how many homes were shanties, how many husbands were drunk and wives socked, and how many children were bullied, abused, or abandoned. How many families hungered for food they could not afford to buy? How many hearts were broken? How many suicides would take place that same night, how many people would go insane? How many cockr.. | Joseph Heller | ||
| c49bdfe | The train is roaring toward you and the villain is twirling his moustache and you're fussing that he's tied you to the tracks with the wrong kind of rope. | vampire villians | Robin McKinley | |
| 9fb7c79 | Real friendship or love is not manufactured or achieved by an act of will or intention. Friendship is always an act of recognition. | love | John O'Donohue | |
| 0e4ad8a | A story was a form of telepathy. By means of inking symbols onto a page, she was able to send thoughts and feelings from her mind to her reader's. It was a magical process, so commonplace that no one stopped to wonder at it. | Ian McEwan | ||
| 267b5ac | Find you, love you, marry you, and live without shame. | Ian McEwan | ||
| dea3583 | Child,' said the Lion, 'I am telling you your story, not hers. No one is told any story but their own. | C.S. Lewis | ||
| 506cb76 | Nothing in life is worth, | love | Albert Camus | |
| 20f4277 | and both of them remained floating in an empty universe where the only everyday & eternal reality was love... | Gabriel García Márquez | ||
| 1a4a971 | Remember this. The people you're trying to step on, we're everyone you depend on. We're the people who do your laundry and cook your food and serve your dinner. We make your bed. We guard you while you're asleep. We drive the ambulances. We direct your call. We are cooks and taxi drivers and we know everything about you. We process your insurance claims and credit card charges. We control every part of your life. We are the middle children .. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| 7282389 | Women can accept the fact that a man is a rotter, a swindler, a drug taker, a confirmed liar, and a general swine, without batting an eyelash, and without its impairing their affection for the brute in the least. Women are wonderful realists. | Agatha Christie | ||
| 95babff | The white man is very clever. He came quietly and peaceably with his religion. We were amused at his foolishness and allowed him to stay. Now he has won our brothers, and our clan can no longer act like one. He has put a knife on the things that held us together and we have fallen apart. | things-fall-apart | Chinua Achebe | |
| 852817e | See? Injustice. Here we are, risking our lives to rescue Kai and this whole planet, and Adri and Pearl get to go to the royal wedding. I'm disgusted. I hope they spill soy sauce on their fancy dresses." Jacin's concern turned fast to annoyance. "Your ship has some messed-up priorities, you know that?" "Iko. My name is Iko. If you don't stop calling me the 'ship,' I am going to make sure you never have hot water during your showers again, do.. | humor highlight jacin iko | Marissa Meyer | |
| 4a7723d | I want you to know one thing. You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, everything carries me to you, as if everything that exists, aromas, light, metals, were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me. Well, now, if little by little you stop loving me I shall s.. | poetry love | Pablo Neruda | |
| 0eddd0d | In the end, everyone loses everyone. There was no invention to get around that, and so I felt, that night, like the turtle that everything else in the universe was on top of. | Jonathan Safran Foer | ||
| 90b8144 | The sky had never seemed so sky; the world had never seemed so world. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 1e90629 | People do not die for us immediately, but remain bathed in a sort of aura of life which bears no relation to true immortality but through which they | travel immortality life | Marcel Proust | |
| 8de4d46 | There comes a time when we realize that our parents cannot save themselves or save us, that everyone who wades through time eventually gets dragged out to sea by the undertow- that, in short, we are all going. | death inspirational | John Green | |
| a30fd1a | Introversion- along with its cousins sensitivity, seriousness, and shyness- is now a second-class personality trait, somewhere between a disappointment and a pathology. Introverts living in the Extrovert Ideal are like women in a man's world, discounted because of a trait that goes to the core of who they are. Extroversion is an enormously appealing personality style, but we've turned it into an oppressive standard to which most of us feel .. | Susan Cain | ||
| 0b647ea | You're pretty smug, Lord Ares, for a guy who runs from Cupid statues. | percy-jackson | Rick Riordan | |
| 35d4e20 | The most important thing in life is to stop saying 'I wish' and start saying 'I will.' Consider nothing impossible, then treat possiblities as probabilities. | inspirational | Charles Dickens | |
| c6c7df5 | So I learned two things that night, and the next day, from him: the perfection of a moment, and the fleeting nature of it. | loss relationships fiction life love epiphany journey | Margaret George | |
| 95a6ba9 | As I see it, you are living with something that you keep hidden deep inside. Something heavy. I felt it from the first time I met you. You have a strong gaze, as if you have made up your mind about something. To tell you the truth, I myself carry such things around inside. Heavy things. That is how I can see it in you. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| c988c1c | Sometimes there is only one thing left to say, P. S. I Love You.... | Cecelia Ahern | ||
| 5801fae | Just because you keep something a secret doesn't mean it never happened, no matter how much you want that to be true. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 2aa0a77 | Nobody listens anymore. I can't talk to the walls because they're yelling at me, I can't talk to my wife; she listens to the walls. I just want someone to hear what I have to say. And maybe if I talk long enough it'll make sense. And I want you to teach me to understand what I read. | Ray Bradbury |