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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| cccab00 | He'd tried so hard to convince himself that it didn't matter if she loved him, that having her as his wife was enough. But now... Now that she'd said it, now that he knew, now that his heart had soared, he knew better. This was heaven. This was bliss. This was something he'd never dared hope to feel, something he never could have dreamed existed. This was love. --(Michael) | Julia Quinn | ||
| f49bd3e | But I feel this, Helen: I must dislike those who, whatever I do to please them, persist in disliking me; I must resist those who punish me unjustly. It is as natural as that I should love those who show me affection, or submit to punishment when I feel it is deserved. | Charlotte Brontë | ||
| 1938f1d | you may fume and fidget as you please: but this is the best plan to pursue with you, I am certain. I like you | Charlotte Brontë | ||
| ecefb57 | God waits only the separation of spirit from flesh to crown us with a full reward. Why, then, should we ever sink overwhelmed with distress, when life is so soon over, and death is so certain an entrance to happiness -- to glory? | life | Charlotte Brontë | |
| a225880 | I wish I had only offered you a sovereign instead of ten pounds. Give me back nine pounds, Jane; I've a use for it.' 'And so have I, sir,' I returned, putting my hands and my purse behind me. 'I could not spare the money on any account.' 'Little niggard!' said he, 'refusing me a pecuniary request! Give me five pounds, Jane.' 'Not five shillings, sir; nor five pence.' 'Just let me look at the cash.' 'No, sir; you are not to be trusted. | money | Charlotte Brontë | |
| 8d88d91 | The charm of variety there was not, nor the excitement of incident; but I liked peace so well, and sought stimulus so little, that when the latter came I almost felt it a disturbance, and rather still wished it had held aloof. | peace villette | Charlotte Brontë | |
| 53628cd | Shake me off, then, sir--push me away; for I'll not leave you of my own accord. | Charlotte Brontë | ||
| 5d66145 | it strikes me with terror and anguish to feel I absolutely must be torn from you for ever. I see the necessity of departure; and it is like looking on the necessity of death. | Charlotte Brontë | ||
| d9deb5f | Unheard-of combinations of circumstances demand unheard-of rules. | rules | Charlotte Brontë | |
| 9a4d12b | Human beings -- human children especially -- seldom deny themselves the pleasure of exercising a power which they are conscious of possessing, even though that power consist only in a capacity to make others wretched | Charlotte Brontë | ||
| 1fa6811 | You are afraid of me, because I talk like a sphinx. | sphinx | Charlotte Brontë | |
| 8e0d34f | As to the mouth, it delights at times in laughter; it is disposed to impart all that the brain conceives; though I daresay it would be silent on much the heart experiences. Mobile and flexible, it was never intended to be compressed in the eternal silence of solitude: it is a mouth which should speak much and smile often, and have human affection for its interlocutor. | laughter smiles | Charlotte Brontë | |
| 30a7a25 | My help had been needed and claimed; I had given it: I was pleased to have done something: trivial, transitory though the deed was, it was yet an active thing, and I was weary of an existence all passive. | purpose | Charlotte Brontë | |
| 501ae59 | I turned my lips to the hand that lay on my shoulder. I loved him very much - more than I could trust myself to say - more than words had power to express | Charlotte Brontë | ||
| 3695cff | Why is it a girl has to be so silly to catch a husband?" "Ah specs it's kase gempmums doan know whut dey wants. Dey jes' knows whut dey thinks dey wants. An' givin' dem whut dey thinks dey wants saves a pile of mizry an' bein' a ole maid. An' dey thinks dey wants mousy lil gals wid bird's tastes an' no sense at all. It doan make a gempmum feel lak mahyin' a lady ef he suspicions she got mo' sense dan he has." | lady marriage men women | Margaret Mitchell | |
| e630dd7 | These three ladies disliked and distrusted one another as heartily as the First Triumvirate of Rome, and their close alliance was probably for the same reason. | friendship | Margaret Mitchell | |
| bd5fb44 | War and marriage and childbirth had passed over her without touching any deep chord within her and she was unchanged. | feeling gone-with-the-wind marriage scarlett-o-hara war | Margaret Mitchell | |
| a75781a | She was constitutionally unable to endure any man being in love with any woman not herself... | Margaret Mitchell | ||
| bd5c73e | Suddenly she hated them all because they were different from her, because they carried their losses with an air that she could never attain, would never wish to attain. She hated them, these smiling, light-footed strangers, these proud fools who took pride in something they had lost, seeming to be proud that they had lost it. | gone-with-the-wind hardship loss scarlett-o-hara | Margaret Mitchell | |
| ed32682 | One day I wrote her name upon the strand, But came the waves and washed it away: Again I wrote it with a second hand, But came the tide, and made my pains his prey. | writing | Edmund Spenser | |
| 7cdc76d | Around, around the sun we go: The moon goes round the earth. We do not die of death: We die of vertigo. | death mother-goose-s-garland vertigo | Archibald MacLeish | |
| 4efecb2 | Thus, Marlowe posed the silent question: could aspiring Icarus be happy with a toilsome life on land managing a plough with plodding oxen having once tasted the weightless bliss of flight? | christopher-marlowe faust faust-legend faustian faustus icarus marlowe pride | E.A. Bucchianeri | |
| a08611d | It is a comfort to the wretched to have companions in misery | Christopher Marlowe | ||
| 5682129 | Philosophy is odious and obscure; Both law and physic are for petty wits; Divinity is basest of the three, Unpleasant, harsh, contemptible, and vile. 'Tis magic, magic that hath ravished me. | Christopher Marlowe | ||
| e17be15 | FAUSTUS. Ah, Faustus, Now hast thou but one bare hour to live, And then thou must be damn'd perpetually! Stand still, you ever-moving spheres of heaven, That time may cease, and midnight never come; Fair Nature's eye, rise, rise again, and make Perpetual day; or let this hour be but A year, a month, a week, a natural day, That Faustus may repent and save his soul! O lente,172 lente currite, noctis equi! The stars move still, time .. | Christopher Marlowe | ||
| 0b49c6f | Heaven, envious of our joys, is waxen pale; And when we whisper, then the stars fall down | heaven love stars whisper | Marlowe Christopher | |
| ba3c639 | When Alex left for Alaska," Franz remembers, "I prayed. I asked God to keep his finger on the shoulder of that one; I told him that boy was special. But he let Alex die. So on December 26, when I learned what happened, I renounced the Lord. I withdrew my church membership and became an atheist. I decided I couldn't believe in a God who would let something that terrible happen to a boy like Alex." | inspirational religious | Jon Krakauer | |
| 7339014 | Unlike Muir and Thoreau, McCandless went into the wilderness not primarily to ponder nature or the world at large but, rather, to explore the inner country of his own soul. | into-the-wild supertramp travel travel-writer | Jon Krakauer | |
| 395c8a1 | I want someone who puts the whole ball of wax at risk. I want the kind of marriage where we would follow each other out into the stormy fatal sea or I'm not marrying at all. | Polly Horvath | ||
| c9d78c6 | You can't replace one dog with another any more than you can replace one person with another, but that's not to say you shouldn't get more dogs and people in your life. | Polly Horvath | ||
| fefc223 | Keep in mind that life produces no maestros, only students of varying shades of ineptitude. | Bette Greene | ||
| 9599d3b | A person's got to think, otherwise that person's no better than a trained seal balancing a ball on his nose. If only that seal could think, he'd know he was making a thousand children laugh. | Bette Greene | ||
| cb04fd0 | It was the kind of love you have for someone because you'll die inside if you don't love something. | Ronlyn Domingue | ||
| 727fe90 | So you see, when war comes to one's village, one's doorstep, it isn't tragic and impersonal any longer. It is just an excuse to vomit private hatred. That is why I am not a great patriot. | Daphne duMaurier | ||
| 80b07fd | Jem was safe from her, and he would ride away with a song on his lips and a laugh at her expense, forgetful of her, and of his brother, and of God; while she dragged through the years, sullen and bitter, the stain of silence marking her, coming in the end to ridicule as a soured spinster who had been kissed once in her life and could not forget it. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 6c0cb5e | They used to hang men at Four Turnings in the old days. Not anymore, though. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 085f216 | If there's one thing that makes a man sick, it's to have his ale poured out of an ugly hand. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| 96496e0 | Contentment is a state of mind and body when the two work in harmony, and there is no friction. The mind is at peace, and the body also. The two are sufficient to themselves. Happiness is elusive -- coming perhaps once in a life-time -- and approaching ectasy. | philosophy | Daphne du Maurier | |
| 4898f13 | Have you ever thought that the only ugly things in this Cove are man's fault, while the beautiful things are God's work? Look at those mountains. | catherine-marshall christy christy-huddleston | Catherine Marshall | |
| f8f3a5c | There are no menial jobs, only menial attitudes. | inspirational | William J. Bennett | |
| d0ae3de | It's a success story," said Chanu, exercising his shoulders. "But behind every story of immigration success there lies a deeper tragedy." Kindly explain this tragedy." I'm talking about the clash between Western values and our own. I'm talking about the struggle to assimilate and the need to preserve one's identity and heritage. I'm talking about children who don't know what their identity is. I'm talking about the feelings of alienation en.. | Monica Ali | ||
| 85f155c | Of them all, it was the true love. Of them all, it was the best. That other sumptuous love which made one drunk, which one longed for, envied, believed in, that was not life. It was what life was seeking; it was a suspension of life. But to be close to a child, for whom one spent everything, whose life was protected and nourished by one's own, to have that child beside one, at peace, was the real, the deepest, the only joy. | love parental-love | James Salter | |
| 1e17be5 | Age doesn't arrive slowly, it comes in a rush. One day nothing has changed, a week later, everything has. A week may be too long a time, it can happen overnight. You are the same and still the same and suddenly one morning two distinct lines, ineradicable, have appeared at the corners of your mouth. | James Salter | ||
| 0b96950 | It was unearthly, and the men were--No, they were not inhuman. Well, you know, that was the worst of it--this suspicion of their not being inhuman. It would come slowly to one. They howled, and leaped, and spun, and made horrid faces; but what thrilled you was just the thought of their humanity--like yours--the thought of your remote kinship with this wild and passionate uproar. Ugly. Yes, it was ugly enough; but if you were man enough you .. | savagery | Joseph Conrad |