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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| c808280 | I get into a rut, unable to yank my mind out of it. | Sylvia Plath | ||
| 83952e6 | I am disabused of all faith, and see too clearly. | Sylvia Plath | ||
| 15701a1 | And I, stepping from this skin Of old bandages, boredoms, old faces Step to you from the black car of Lethe, Pure as a baby. | Sylvia Plath | ||
| 37933ca | I should have loved a thunderbird instead; At least when spring comes they roar back again. | Sylvia Plath | ||
| a62a2a6 | People were made of nothing so much as dust, and I couldn't see that doctoring all that dust was a bit better than writing poems people would remember and repeat to themselves when they were unhappy or sick and couldn't sleep. | Sylvia Plath | ||
| b2ed284 | Oh all the world is a little queer, except thee and me, and sometimes, I wonder about thee. | Keri Hulme | ||
| fba7e52 | The difficulty with humorists is that they will mix what they believe with what they don't--whichever seems likelier to win an effect. | belief comedian humor humorist insincerity truth | John Updike | |
| be93517 | The thing about her is, she's good-natured. He knew it the second he saw her standing by the parking meters. He could just tell from the soft way her belly looked. With women, you keep bumping against them, because they want different things, they're a different race. Either they give, like a plant, or scrape, like a stone. In all the green world nothing feels as good as a woman's good nature. | relationships women | John Updike | |
| 287ecec | It was one of those midsummer Sundays when everyone sits around saying, "I drank too much last night." | sunday | John Cheever | |
| 5c134f1 | Homesickness is absolutely nothing," she said angrily. "It is absolutely nothing. Fifty per cent of the people in the world are homesick all the time. But I don't suppose you're old enough to understand. When you're in one place and long to be in another, it isn't as simple as taking a boat. You don't really long for another country. You long for something in yourself that you don't have, or haven't been able to find." | John Cheever | ||
| f4e6454 | l`lWhm `tdw . m 'sw' hdh ! ln lnsn whw myWt ysh`r bn lHy@ lty trkh khlfh tsyr km trkh , wkm knt fy lmDy. | Orhan Pamuk | ||
| 064e8e5 | We don't need more museums that try to construct the historical narratives of a society, community, team, nation, state, tribe, company, or species. We all know that the ordinary, everyday stories of individuals are riches, more humane, and much more joyful. | art individuality life museums | Orhan Pamuk | |
| 8fdf3b6 | The power of things inheres in the memories they gather up inside them, and also in the vicissitudes of our imagination, and our memory -- of this there is no doubt. | memories memory things | Orhan Pamuk | |
| 55abd47 | Above his head at street level, he saw an angled aileron of a scarlet Porsche, its jaunty fin more or less at the upper edge of his window frame. A pair of very soft, clean glistening black shoes appeared, followed by impeccably creased matt charcoal pinstriped light woollen legs, followed by the beautifully cut lower hem of a jacket, its black vent revealing a scarlet silk lining, its open front revealing a flat muscular stomach under a fi.. | romance | A.S. Byatt | |
| 79a81bb | She sat beside him on the bench, and her presence troubled him. He was the atmosphere, or light, or scent she spread, as a boat is inside the drag of a whirlpool, as a bee is caught in the lasso of perfume from the throat of a flower. | A.S. Byatt | ||
| f228a55 | You did not so much mind being -conventionally- betrayed, if you were not kept in the dark, which was humiliating, or defined only as a wife and dependent person, which was annihilating. | A.S. Byatt | ||
| 709c7e1 | Don't you find it rather heavy, to have everything really in front of you - all the people who are going to matter, whom you haven't met yet, all the choices you are going to have to make, everything you might achieve, and all the possible failures - unreal now? The future flaps round my head like a cloud of midges. | A.S. Byatt | ||
| 1a30f41 | and only when that happens do you realise just how much silence there really is. Silence between lovers, when something really needs to be said; silence from a parent when a child needs some word more than anything else in the world; silences and in betweens and everything which isn't an answer. | unspoken-words | Michael Marshall Smith | |
| 012fe88 | There is no neutral position in the Lord. You are either becoming more like Christ every day or you're becoming less like Him. That's because whether you realize it or not, you're never standing still. | lord power praying woman | Stormie Omartian | |
| e706ce8 | It's in those private times that we are refreshed, strengthened, and rejuvenated. It's then we can see our lives from God's perspective and discover what is really important. That's where we understand who it is we belong to and believe in. | god inspirational-religious | Stormie Omartian | |
| 1666daa | Heaven was a lovely, unspoiled Earth-like world; what Earth might have been like if men had treated her with compassion instead of lust. | Joe Haldeman | ||
| 6c50428 | You ever think how the most minor decision can change the entire direction of your life? Like, say you miss your bus one morning, so you buy that second cup of coffee, buy a scratch ticket while you're at it. The scratch ticket hits. Suddenly you don't have to take the bus anymore. You drive to work in a Lincoln. But you get in a car crash and die. All because you missed your bus one day. I'm just saying there are threads, okay? Threads in .. | life | Dennis Lehane | |
| 13be4ab | Do you know the primary difference between men and gods? ... Gods don't think they can become men | men | Dennis Lehane | |
| 0746b48 | You are sheep among wolves. Be wise as serpents, yet innocent as doves. | Dennis Lehane | ||
| f48e305 | L.A. burns, and so many other cities smolder, waiting for the hose that will flood gasoline over the coals, and we listen to politicians who fuel our hate and our narrow views and tell us it's simply a matter of getting back to basics while they sit in their beachfront properties and listen to the surf so they won't have to hear the screams of the drowning. | Dennis Lehane | ||
| 74a6cb0 | If I had it to do all over again . . . I wouldn't change a thing.'. . . the final expression of narcissism, the last gesture of self-congratulation. | Steve Erickson | ||
| 75ba0a6 | The easiest thing in the world is to convince yourself that you are right. As one grows older, this is easier still. | self-delusion | Robert Ludlum | |
| 5fcaeab | Everything possible to be believed is an image of truth." -Taleswapper " -- | Orson Scott Card | ||
| bb77cbf | The kid is scary. | kids science-fiction space | Orson Scott Card | |
| fda4975 | Nonsense," said Graff. "Ender always has plans within plans." | plans | Orson Scott Card | |
| f34ccaa | Are you all right, Sir?" asked Hezekiah. "Just fighting over old battles in my mind," said John. "It's the problem with age. You have all these rusty arguments, and no quarrel to use them in. My brain is a museum, but alas, I'm the only visitor, and even I am not terribly interested in the displays." Hezekiah laughed, but there was affection in it. "I would love nothing better than to visit there. But I'm afraid I'd be tempted to loot the p.. | brain honor mind museum | Orson Scott Card | |
| 11f0d58 | I've watched through his eyes, I've listened through his ears, and I tell you he's the one. Or at least as close as we're going to get. | Orson Scott Card | ||
| 84c45ec | Firequencher raised his hand. "I've been staying out of family conversations. Do I get credit for that?" | Orson Scott Card | ||
| 9d667df | This is the Speaker for the Dead? Judging someone by appearances?" "Maybe I've fallen in love with Grego." "You've always been a sucker for people who pee on you." | jane judging love pee | Orson Scott Card | |
| c1551b7 | He didn't feel that way about anybody. You just live in the place you're in, you don't worry about where you used to be or where you wish you were, here is where you are and here's where you've got to find a way to survive and lying in bed boo-hooing doesn't help much with that. | self-pity | Orson Scott Card | |
| 197cbcc | I thought commanders could order anything." "They can order the moon to turn blue, too, but it doesn't happen. Listen, Ender, commanders have just as much authority as you let them have. The more you obey them, the more power they have over you." | ender-quintet ender-wiggin | Orson Scott Card | |
| 0a67d49 | I once heard a tale of a man who split himself in two. The one part never changed at all; the other grew and grew. The changeless part was always true, The growing part was always new, And I wondered, when the tale was through, Which part was me, and which was you. | self soul soulmates | Orson Scott Card | |
| 03e5080 | With life. Rooter says that life is how God gives purpose to the universe. | life purpose universe | Orson Scott Card | |
| f0e79ee | I don't know of a soul who doesn't maintain two separate lists of doctrines - the ones they believe they believe; and the ones that they actually try to live by. | Orson Scott Card | ||
| 6b9e07a | Quing-Jao: I am a slave to the gods, and I rejoice in it. Jane: A slave who rejoices is a slave indeed. | path slavery | Orson Scott Card | |
| 83122ad | Quick as a flash, Sawney Rath's eyes hardened. "Then I'm ordering you to skin Felch alive!" He took the otter's paw, closing it over the knife handle. "Obey me!" The crowded clearing became as silent as a tomb. All eyes were upon the Taggerung, awaiting his reaction to the order. Tagg turned his back on Sawney and strode to the side of the fox strung up to the beech bough. He raised the blade. Felch shut his eyes tight, his head shaking bac.. | redwall | Brian Jacques | |
| a0c938d | Tell the Queen that there's been a robin red-breast hanging about Kotir grounds. It flies down low and vanishes near the floor. Cludd thinks it might be something to do with those woodlanders. Now, I'm to say nothing to Fortunata or Ashleg... 'I must tell the Queen that a robin has seen Cludd hanging about. No, that's not right. I must tellt he robin taht Cludd has been hanging the Queen. | funny thicktail-the-stoat | Brian Jacques | |
| a8b621c | All work and no play makes Matthias a dull mouse. | shining the | Brian Jacques | |
| 070eb17 | He was now suddenly hot, as hot as if he'd been in a kitchen baking cinnamon rolls in August. I already knew vampires could sweat, under certain conditions, like being chained to a wall of a house with sunlight coming in through the windows. He was sweating again now. Some of his sweat fell on me. I've always rather liked sweat. On other occasions when I've had a naked, sweating male body up against mine, I've tended to feel that it meant h.. | Robin McKinley |