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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| c77213c | The One created us all to be free. To learn. To find common cause with others and to grow stronger and wiser. But the ancient enemy perverts that union of strengths. With the enemy, there is no choice, no freedom. They take. They force a joining of all things, until nothing else remains. --Doroga | Jim Butcher | ||
| 28860da | Tonight you will be visited by three spirits. The ghosts of indictment past, present, and future. They will teach you the true meaning of 'you are still a scumbag criminal. | Jim Butcher | ||
| 6ccecb7 | Could a man's heart, his soul, perish and yet leave him walking and talking as if alive? | Jim Butcher | ||
| 2bed875 | Murphy caught that arm and continued the motion, using her own body as a fulcrum in a classic hip throw - except that Binder was facing in the opposite direction than usual for that technique. You could hear his arm come out of its socket fifty feet away. And he hit the gravel face-first. Binder got extra points for brains in my book, after that: he lay still and didn't put up a struggle as Murphy dragged his wrists behind his back and cu.. | humourous | Jim Butcher | |
| 91d7ea1 | He stared at me. "Wh-what did you say?" "A stuffed animal, man!" I roared at him. "Don't mess with a wizard when he's wizarding!" | Jim Butcher | ||
| 34be5c5 | There is hinkiness afoot with regard to my, ah, disposition. | Jim Butcher | ||
| 6409445 | the Stone Table [was] a place that served as the OK Corral for the Faerie Courts when they decided to engage in diplomacy by means of murdering anyone on the other team. | Jim Butcher | ||
| 5ca047d | How long have you been a Sidhe-sicle? | Jim Butcher | ||
| 8a9491c | Or maybe this wasn't a human-faerie translation problem at all. Maybe this was a male-female translation problem. I read an article once that said that when women have a conversation, they're communicating on five levels. They follow the conversation that they're actually having, the conversation that is specifically being avoided, the tone being applied to the overt conversation, the buried conversation that is being covered only in subtex.. | men-and-women | Jim Butcher | |
| 2e304d1 | Harry, life isn't simple. There is such a thing as black and white. Right and wrong. But when you're in the thick of things, sometimes it's hard for us to tell. You didn't do what you did for your own benefit. You did it so that you could protect others. That doesn't make it right - but it doesn't make you a monster, either. You still have free will. You still get to choose what you will do and what you will be and what you will become. | free-will | Jim Butcher | |
| 4f887e4 | You're a cop. I need a doughnut. | humor stereotype | Jim Butcher | |
| 4ce9802 | Life is precious, fragile, fleeting - and Murphy's life was one of my favorites. | Jim Butcher | ||
| 7886c86 | Stories like that were will-o'-the-wisps, glowing in the deepest, darkest parts of forests, leading travelers farther and farther from safety, out toward an ever-moving mark. | Holly Black | ||
| 0f68f68 | When you don't know what you're searching for, you have to look absolutely everywhere. | love searching | Holly Black | |
| f01ddde | That was how she felt, right then. As if there was too much of her, as if her skin was tight with muchness. She felt ripe to bursting. | Holly Black | ||
| acb81ce | Poisonous jealousy thrummed through my veins. | Holly Black | ||
| 4a246b5 | Tana would sit near the door to the basement with fingers in her ears, tears and snot running down her face as she cried and cried and cried. And little Pearl would toddle up, crying, too. They cried while they ate their cereal, cried while they watched cartoons, and cried themselves to sleep at night, huddled together in Tana's little bed. 'Make her stop' Pearl said, but Tana couldn't. | books dark holly-black monstrous pearl pearl-bach tana tana-bach tana-s-mother terror the-coldest-girl-in-coldtown wonderfully-awful | Holly Black | |
| 42ea1d6 | Behind Tana there was the sounds of splintering wood, as though something very large had hot the door. "No," she said softly, "Oh no. No." "Leave me," said Gavriel. ....."Shut up or I might," she told him." | books dark gavriel holly-black literature paranormal paranormal-romance romance tana-bach the-coldest-girl-in-coldtown vampires ya | Holly Black | |
| 4ce670a | Someone's really sold you a bill of goods. Plenty of mortals are better at plenty of stuff than the Folk. Why do you think we steal them away? | Holly Black | ||
| 29459cf | She put a hit on her boyfriend, so it's not like she hasn't murdered someone." "And you know that how?" Sam asks. I'm trying really hard to be honest, but telling the whole thing to Sam seems beyond me. Still, the fragments sound ridiculous on their own. "She said so. In the park." He rolls his eyes. "Because the two of you were so friendly." "I guess she mistook me for someone else." I sound so much like Philip that it scares me. I can.. | Holly Black | ||
| a0340d2 | If you want my advice," he says slowly, "love doesn't grow well, fed on pain. Grant me that I know that at least." | Holly Black | ||
| 85b4691 | She came out of sleep like a thunderclap--waking from dreams so deep and dark that she couldn't remember anything but dirt and hands pulling her down into graves with cities inside them. | fear tana-bach | Holly Black | |
| c35ec46 | I want to have some reaction. I want to tremble or feel nauseated. I want to be the person who begins to weep. I want to be anyone but the person I am, who looks around to be sure no one saw, who wipes off my knife in the dirt, wipes off my hand on his clothes, and gets out of there before the guards come. | Holly Black | ||
| 7125fc4 | Things will be as they always are," he tells me. "Only more so." | fae | Holly Black | |
| 8b92b6d | What they don't realize is this: Yes, they frighten me, but I have always been scared, since the day I got here. I was raised by a man who murdered my parents, reared in a land of monsters. I live with that fear, let it settle into my bones, and ignore it. If I didn't pretend not to be scared, I would hide under my owl-down coverlets in Madoc's estate forever. I would lie there and scream until there was nothing left of me. I refuse to do t.. | jude-duarte the-cruel-prince the-folk-of-the-air | Holly Black | |
| a9f4613 | I'm not a monster, I'd told her, back when I said I would never hurt Oak. But maybe being a monster was my calling. | jude-duarte the-cruel-prince the-folk-of-the-air | Holly Black | |
| d938e5f | Feels almost like real agent work, doesn't it?" Barron says as we walk down the street, heads bowed against the wind. "You know, if we caught your girlfriend committing a crime, I bet Yulikova would give us a bonus or something for being prize pupils." "Except that we're not going to do that," I say. "I thought you wanted us to be good guys." He grins a too-wide grin. He's enjoying needling me, and my reacting only makes it worse, but I c.. | Holly Black | ||
| bef8739 | Everyone danced -- sweaty bodies packed tight, drunk with sound. | Holly Black | ||
| 3db61e2 | Fairy tales have a moral: Stay on the path. Don't trust wolves. Don't steal things, not even things you think no normal person would care about. Share your food but don't trust people who want to share their good with you; don't eat their shiny red apples, not their candy houses, nor any of it. Be nice, always nice, and polite to everyone: kings and beggars, witches and wounded bears. Don't break a promise. | Holly Black | ||
| 5cf36e5 | Little did Prince Dain know that my real skill lies in pissing people off. | Holly Black | ||
| e9f0b2b | All boys lie," Ben said. "And all girls lie,too. I lie. You lie. Don't pretend you don't." | Holly Black | ||
| 317da25 | It takes years and maturity to make the discovery that the power of faith is nobler than the power of doubt; and that there is a celestial wisdom in the ingenuous propensity to trust, which belongs to honest and noble natures. | faith trust | Harriet Beecher Stowe | |
| 618cda5 | We never know how we love til we try to unlove! | Harriet Beecher Stowe | ||
| f02c13f | The night we met -' 'I'm not like that guy. | Tammara Webber | ||
| 201c0be | I had become Harry Potter. Except I was thirteen and not magic, and my destiny, whatever it was, held no profound purpose. | contours-of-the-heart harry-potter landon-maxfield | Tammara Webber | |
| ed31399 | The exception is I'm not going away. Don't ask me to do that ever again. | Tammara Webber | ||
| c5efdd4 | That's what faith is, right?' he says. 'Believing in what can't be known? Fall into my arms, Dori. I'll catch you, every time, and I won't let go. | Tammara Webber | ||
| 06c8ab2 | I miss you Emma." I'm not sure, but it looks like her eyes tear up. "I was fine for months without you," she says, the words hushed and forlorn. "Why does it hurt now?" I'm sighing and shoving a hand through my hair, which I know from experience leaves strands of it stabbing out in numerous directions, defiant and crazy-looking. Maybe crazy is exactly how I feel. "Because now we have hope of something more." | Tammara Webber | ||
| 9b4ec1b | Graham runs a hand through his hair and takes a deep breath. Finally, with a determined scowl, he crosses the room. His hands grip my shoulders. "We are not," his voice is a gentle tremor, "breaking up" | graham | Tammara Webber | |
| 03ad25d | I shrugged. "I guess that guys who'd never do something like that have a hard time believing some other guy would," I said, but I could see her point. Awareness and apologies were fine and good, but they could come too late." -- | life-lessons too-little-too-late truth | Tammara Webber | |
| bf1dcbd | I don't know why it's so hard for me to say those three words. Most guys throw it around like breath, like bait. | Tammara Webber | ||
| e5f4e94 | I was sure you 'd dropped the class, which made me selfishly ecstatic. Without even knowing i was doing it, i started looking for you on campus. | Tammara Webber | ||
| c2bb118 | Look at me, Emma." Her eyes are full, the lids heavy. "Graham," she breathes. "I need you to hear me." Cradling her head in my hands, thumbs sweeping her tears away, I stare into her eyes. "I belong to you. There is no one else. All I want is to be where you are." | Tammara Webber | ||
| c6cf2e6 | I looked at sky this morning and realized summer is almost gone which really made me sad because it doesn't seem as though its been here at all. | sad summer | Beatrice Sparks |