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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 9724698 | We created order out of chaos. We made beauty and shaped history. We kept the magic of the realms safe in our grasp. How has it come to this?" "You've not kept it safe. You've kept it to yourselves." She shakes her head to dismiss the thought. "Gemma, you may still use the power for much good. With us to help you-" "And what, pray, have you done to better the lot of others?" I ask. "You call each other sisters, but are we not all sisters? .. | Libba Bray | ||
| 02c6f52 | I wouldn't expect you to get it, Daisy. You don't look at anything besides Photoplay--and even then somebody's gotta explain the pictures to you." Daisy's mouth hung open in outrage. "Well, I never!" "Yeah, that's what you tell all your fellas, but the rest of us aren't buying it. Go away, now, Daisy. Shoo, little fly!" | Libba Bray | ||
| 6c0d7c9 | She smiled as sweetly as a show poster for the glorified, all-American Ziegfeld girl just before dumping her second cigarette into Wally's fresh cup of coffee. | Libba Bray | ||
| e08b72e | Life is too short not to be who you are | Libba Bray | ||
| c704309 | He smiles sadly. "Now I know my destiny." "What is it?" "This." He draws me in to him in a kiss. His lips are warm. He pulls me tighter in his embrace. The roots sigh and release their hold on my waist and the wound in my side is healed. "Kartik," I cry, kissing his cheeks. "It's let me go." "That's good," he says. He makes a small cry. His back arches, and every muscle in his body tightens." | Libba Bray | ||
| 5bee797 | It was hard to feel safe in the world when you were a girl. | Libba Bray | ||
| 35808f1 | Miss Moore speaks slowly, deliberately. "I know because I read." She pulls back and stands, hands on hips, offering us a challenge. "May I suggest that you all read? And often. Believe me, it's nice to have something to talk about other than the weather and the Queen's health. Your mind is not a cage. It's a garden. And it requires cultivating." | Libba Bray | ||
| 1a968c8 | In truth, it is the simplest act in the world. The trick works because you wish it to. You must remember the most important rule of and successful illusion; First the people must want to believe it. | Libba Bray | ||
| de9f4fe | I think that the lady dies not because she leaves the tower for the outside world but because she lets herself float through the world pulled by the current after a dream. Do you mean she should of paddled Cecily asks. Miss Moore laughs. In a manner of speaking yes. Ann stops drumming. But it wouldn't matter whether she paddled or not. She's cursed. No matter what she does she'll die. And she'll die if she stays in the tower too.. | Libba Bray | ||
| 448ab63 | Her eyes take on that suspicious, wounded look girls get when they know they've fallen off the top rung of friendship and someone else has passed them, but they don't know when or how the change took place. | friendship libba-bray | Libba Bray | |
| 5d1565d | No one had ever said anything like that to Evie. Her parents always wanted to advise or instruct or command. They were good people, but they needed the world to bend to them, to fit into their order of things. Evie had never really quite fit, and when she tried, she'd just pop back out, like a doll squeezed into a too-small box. | Libba Bray | ||
| 253a091 | What about you and me, Adina?" Duff said, sidling up to her by the railing. "I know I screwed up. But do you think we could start over?" Adina thought about everything that had happened. Part of her wanted to kiss Duff McAvoy, the tortured British trust-fund-runaway-turned-pirate-of-necessity who loved rock 'n' roll and mouthy-but-vulnerable bass-playing girls from New Hampshire. But he didn't exist. Not really. He was a creature of TV and .. | love self | Libba Bray | |
| 1f93c77 | I've learned that feminism is for everybody and there's nothing wrong with taking up space in the world, even if you have to fight for it a little bit, and that if you don't feel like smiling or waving, that's okay. You don't have to, and you don't have to say sorry. Mostly, I've learned that I don't really care if you like these answers or not, because they're the best, most honest ones I've got, and I just don't feel like I can cheat myse.. | Libba Bray | ||
| d11c236 | But why not take pride in this country? It's the envy of the world. A place where any man can realize his dream. We, the dreamers, built this nation." "The Indians and slaves might disagree," Jericho shot back." | indians slaves | Libba Bray | |
| 249ab11 | Okay. That's fair. Abso-tive-ly fair. Let's say the tables were turned. If I were about to walk off a cliff, what would you do?" Evie pursed her lips. "Push?" "I don't believe that." "You would on the way down." | Libba Bray | ||
| 4c9f1bb | I imagine there are people out there who got a dog when what they wanted was a baby, but I wonder if there aren't other people who had a baby when all they really needed was a dog. | Ann Patchett | ||
| bae01ba | Franny gave her sister a tired smile. "Oh, my love," she said. "What do the only children do?" "We'll never have to know," Caroline said." | Ann Patchett | ||
| b3bfa49 | Hope is like walking around with a fishhook in your mouth and somebody just keeps pulling it and pulling it. | Ann Patchett | ||
| cd31c03 | But we cannot unbraid the story of another person's life and take out all the parts that don't suit our purposes and put forth only the ones that do. | Ann Patchett | ||
| d50272d | The three stages of life: youth, middle age, and 'You're looking good, Mr. Keating. | Ann Patchett | ||
| 50ec30e | Art stands on the shoulders of craft, which means that to get to the art, you must master the craft. If you want to write, practice writing. | Ann Patchett | ||
| ad0442f | Bad habits were all a matter of perspective, and as long as the present was viewed through the lens of the past, anyone would say he was doing a spectacular job. | family-relationships | Ann Patchett | |
| 61adee7 | In good old Colonial Dunsboro, masochism is a valuable job skill. It is in most jobs. | masochism palahniuk | Chuck Palahniuk | |
| eafd05a | Some mythological fat asswipe drives our national economy. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| d72275c | The unreal is more powerful than the real, because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. Because it's only intangible ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well, they die. But things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend, they can go on and on. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| fdbc7ad | The martyrdom of me. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| caabbfe | Her haunting me. The way a song stays in your head. The way you think life should be. How anything holds your attention. How your past goes with you into every day of your future. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| c6a0806 | I embrace my own festering diseased corruption, | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| d190e71 | The things you own end up owning you. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| 97096ca | A house full of condiments and no real food. If you don't know what you want, you end up with a lot you don't. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| 3c842e7 | In Hell, you'd be foolish to count on people displaying high standards of honesty. The same goes for earth. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| bcdddad | Clothing is dishonesty in its purest form. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| 256d6ca | From famous artists to building contractors, we all want to leave our signature. Our lasting effect. Your life after death. We all want to explain ourselves. Nobody wants to be forgotten. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| 1b9a544 | This is something I'll go to Hell for. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| f15a287 | New carpet will exude poisonous formaldehyde for up to two years after it'd been laid. I know the feeling. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| a0437ac | Me, while I'm heading west, asleep at Mach 0.83, or 455 miles an hour, or true airspeed, the FBI is bomb-squading my suitcase on a vacated runway back in Dulles. Nine out of ten times, the security task force guy says, the vibration is an electric razor. The other time, it's a vibrating dildo. Imagine, the task force guy says, telling a passenger on arrival that a dildo kept her baggage on the East Coast. Sometimes it's even a man. It's air.. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| 8e79e2e | Sizler ozel degilsiniz, sizler guzel yada esi benzeri olmayan kar tanesi de degilsiniz, sizler isiniz degilsiniz, sizler paraniz kadar degilsiniz, bindiginiz araba degilsiniz, kredi kartlarinizin limiti degilsiniz, sizler ic camasiri degilsiniz, sizler her sey gibi curuyen birer organik maddesiniz... bizler bu dunyanin sarki soyleyip dans eden yeri geldiginde dalga gecen yeri geldiginde gulup gecen pislikleriyiz. " Tyler Durden" | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| 19fc632 | According to Babette, 98.3 percent of lawyers end up in Hell. That's in contrast to the 23 percent of farmers who are eternally damned. Some 45 percent of retail business owners are Hellbound, and 85 percent of computer software writers. Perhaps a trace number of politicians ascend to Heaven, but statistically speaking, 100 percent of them are cast into the fiery pit. As are essentially 100 percent of journalists and redheads. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| 3329ffe | The girls you meet are never very far from their worst-case scenario. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| 8d07112 | Since change is constant, you wonder if people crave death because it's the only way they can get anything really finished. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| 761b374 | We're all trapped. It's always 1734. All of us, we're stuck in the same time capsule, the same as those television shows where the same people are marooned on the same desert island for thirty seasons and never age or escape. They just wear more makeup. In a creepy way, those shows are maybe too authentic. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| fc89a68 | Look at your fingers, how the first joint is longer than the second is longer than the end joint. The ratio is Phi, after the sculptor Phidias. The architecture of you. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| 8bdffbc | Our humanity isn't measured by how we treat other people, our humanity is measured by how we treat animals. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| 5d03f68 | Life is very strange. | Louise Fitzhugh |