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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| e5bcfa5 | I am what you designed me to be.I am your blade. You cannot now complain if you also feel the hurt | Charles Dickens | ||
| 71b6fa3 | I live my own life and nurse my own wounds. It's not the best way to live. But it's the way I am. | Jeffrey Eugenides | ||
| e7f9074 | You know the days when you get the mean reds? Paul Varjak: The mean reds. You mean like the blues? Holly Golightly: No. The blues are because you're getting fat, and maybe it's been raining too long. You're just sad, that's all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you're afraid, and you don't know what you're afraid of. Do you ever get that feeling? | Truman Capote | ||
| 0d3a050 | We've taken the world apart but we have no idea what to do with the pieces. | world pieces | Chuck Palahniuk | |
| 5248e13 | It made her think that it was curious how much nicer a person looked when he smiled. She had not thought of it before. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 2832f89 | Happiness is something that multiplies when it is divided. | Paulo Coelho | ||
| 1e9625c | Life is a game, boy. Life is a game that one plays according to the rule." Yes, sir. I know it is. I know it." Game, my ass. Some game. If you get on the side where all the hot-shots are, then it's a game, all right-I'll admit that. But if you get on the other side, where there aren't any hot-shots, then what's a game about it? Nothing. No game." | J. D. Salinger | ||
| 3c4e30c | Am I hideous, Jane? Very, sir: you always were, you know. | Charlotte Brontë | ||
| f9d8d40 | Hello Dad! It is now three in the morning. Do you know where I am? | Bill Watterson | ||
| 7f05566 | It is a small world. You do not have to live in it particularly long to learn that for yourself. There is a theory that, in the whole world, there are only five hundred real people (the cast, as it were; all the rest of the people in the world, the theory suggests, are extras) and what is more, they all know each other. And it's true, or true as far as it goes. In reality the world is made of thousands upon thousands of groups of about five.. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 23ab4ab | My gran had always told me that a woman--any woman worth her salt--could do whatever she had to. | woman women | Charlaine Harris | |
| 8482bdb | What goes on inside is just too fast and huge and all interconnected for words to do more than barely sketch the outlines of at most one tiny little part of it at any given instant. | et-cetera-et-cetera good-old-neon | David Foster Wallace | |
| 9b8785e | All sorts of yayness floods my brain. Love is such a drug. | infatuation | John Green | |
| a96b884 | You may believe that you are responsible for what you do, but not for what you think. The truth is that you are responsible for what you think, because it is only at this level that you can exercise choice. What you do comes from what you think. | thinking | Marianne Williamson | |
| dfd0214 | Looking at her is like waking up. | Veronica Roth | ||
| 1c9f061 | When love awakens in your life, in the night of your heart, it is like the dawn breaking within you. Where before there was anonymity, now there is intimacy; where before there was fear, now there is courage; where before in your life there was awkwardness, now there is a rhythm of grace and gracefulness; where before you used to be jagged, now you are elegant and in rhythm with your self. When love awakens in your life, it is like a rebirt.. | John O'Donohue | ||
| fd5f1b9 | The sign was spray-painted in Arabic and English, probably from some attempt by the farmer to sell his wares in the market. The English read: Dates-best price. Cold Bebsi. "Bebsi?" I asked. "Pepsi," Walt said. "I read about it on the Internet. There's no 'p' in Arabic. Everyone here calls the soda Bebsi." "So you have to have Bebsi with your bizza?" "Brobably." | humor pepsi throne-of-fire walt sadie sadie-kane | Rick Riordan | |
| bbe24ce | Different elevator music was playing since my last visit-that old disco song "Stayin' Alive." A terrifying image flashed through my mind of Apollo in bell-bottom pants and a slinky silk shirt." | percy-jackson | Rick Riordan | |
| 859b8cc | So. You get handed a holy sword by an archangel, told to go fight the forces of evil, and you somehow remain an atheist. Is that what you're saying? | humor sanya harry-dresden | Jim Butcher | |
| 6062531 | Caring about someone isn't complicated. It isn't easy. But it isn't complicated, either. Kinda like lifting the engine block out of a car. | relationships | Jim Butcher | |
| de5c2b8 | Words, words, words. | William Shakespeare | ||
| 92d10c0 | She heard him mutter, 'Can you take away this grief?' 'I'm sorry,' she replied. 'Everyone asks me. And I would not do so even if I knew how. It belongs to you. Only time and tears take away grief; that is what they are for. | loss magic witchcraft | Terry Pratchett | |
| acf4215 | Before I go," he said, and paused -- "I may kiss her? | sacrifice death love inspirational made-me-cry nobility | Charles Dickens | |
| 8743706 | But what I do I do because I like to do. | Anthony Burgess | ||
| ecfe32a | Even a minute of dying is better than an eternity of nothingness. | Darren Shan | ||
| 1a03482 | Words are like eggs dropped from great heights; you can no more call them back than ignore the mess they leave when they fall. | words truth salem-falls | Jodi Picoult | |
| 4bbf979 | Forgiveness means it finally becomes unimportant that you hit back. You're done. It doesn't necessarily mean that you want to have lunch with the person. If you keep hitting back, you stay trapped in the nightmare... | Anne Lamott | ||
| a8e56d8 | There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea. | Henry James | ||
| 32cc2f3 | I don't understand why things always go from perfect to weird with us. It's like we're incapable of normal human interaction. | Stephanie Perkins | ||
| ba7410b | And I hold my head high toward my big entrance, hand in hand with the boy who gave me the moon and the stars. | Stephanie Perkins | ||
| e7b5b4c | What does he say?' he asked. 'He's very sad,' Ursula answered, 'because he thinks that you're going to die.' 'Tell him,' the colonel said, smiling, 'that a person doesn't die when he should but when he can. | page-241 | Gabriel García Márquez | |
| 539b647 | We shouldn't be here at all, if we'd known more about it before we started. But I suppose it's often that way. The brave things in the old tales and songs, Mr. Frodo: adventures, as I used to call them. I used to think that they were things the wonderful folk of the stories went out and looked for, because they wanted them, because they were exciting and life was a bit dull, a kind of a sport, as you might say. But that's not the way of it .. | tale | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| 1d01e65 | Don't adventures ever have an end? I suppose not. Someone else always has to carry on on the story. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| c04270a | I hate all those flirty-birty games that women make up. Life's too short. If you ever find a man you love, don't waste time hanging your head and simpering. Go right up to him and say, 'I love you. How about getting married? | Betty Smith | ||
| 4c54326 | I know what it is to live entirely for and with what I love best on earth. I hold myself supremely blest -- blest beyond what language can express; because I am my husband's life as fully as he is mine. | marriage love wife | Charlotte Brontë | |
| 31033aa | What was that?" Belgarath asked, coming back around the corner. "Brill," Silk replied blandly, pulling his Murgo robe back on. "Again?" Belgarath demanded with exasperation. "What was he doing this time?" "Trying to fly, last time I saw him." Silk smirked. The old man looked puzzled. "He wasn't doing it very well," Silk added. Belgarath shrugged. "Maybe it'll come to him in time." "He doesn't really have all that much time." Silk glanced ou.. | David Eddings | ||
| ff3f145 | We feel free because we lack the very language to articulate our unfreedom. | language | Slavoj Žižek | |
| e687aa9 | A book floated down the Amper River. A boy jumped in, caught up to it, and held it in his right hand. He grinned. He stood waist-deep in the icy, Decemberish water. "How about a kiss, Saumensch?" he said." | Markus Zusak | ||
| 7003e8f | Human relationships were strange. I mean, you were with one person a while, eating and sleeping and living with them, loving them, talking to them, going places together, and then it stopped. Then there was a short period when you weren't with anybody, then another woman arrived, and you ate with her and fucked her, and it all seemed so normal, as if you had been waiting just for her and she had been waiting for you. I never felt right bein.. | Charles Bukowski | ||
| 6f1bdd9 | The best thing about the bedroom was the bed. I liked to stay in bed for hours, even during the day with covers pulled up to my chin. It was good in there, nothing ever occurred in there, no people, nothing. | nothing | Charles Bukowski | |
| a9c6dcb | The way to get on with a cat is to treat it as an equal - or even better, as the superior it knows itself to be. | Elizabeth Peters | ||
| e32d551 | Atheism by itself is, of course, not a moral position or a political one of any kind; it simply is the refusal to believe in a supernatural dimension. For you to say of Nazism that it was the implementation of the work of is a filthy slander, undeserving of you and an insult to this audience. 's thought was not taught in Germany; was so derided in Germany along with every other form of unbelief that all the great modern atheists, , .. | evolution science albert-einstein barbaric fascistic fuhrer mein-kampf superstitious separation-of-church-and-state einstein nazi charles-darwin sigmund-freud freud pope vatican nazism catholicism united-states hitler darwinism darwin fascism jewish germany | Christopher Hitchens | |
| d6629b0 | There was once a young man who wished to gain his Heart's Desire. | fairy-tales fantasy | Neil Gaiman | |
| ecd1fd8 | Eddie discovered one of his childhood's great truths. Grownups are the real monsters, he thought. | fear eddie grownups stephen-king it pennywise monster horror | Stephen King |