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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 60c4633 | Dammit. I hate it when my crazy is right. | T.J. Klune | ||
| 046f181 | Mom! Mom. You have to smell him! It's like... like... I don't even know what it's like! I was walking in the woods to scope out our territory so I could be like Dad and then it was like... whoa. And then he was all standing there and he didn't see me at first because I'm getting so good at hunting. I was all like rawr and grr but then I smelled it again and it was him and it was all kaboom! I don't even know! I don't even know! You gotta sm.. | ox wolfsong | T.J. Klune | |
| 27464d4 | Good-bye, self-esteem and fuzzy feelings. It was so nice to make your acquaintance. | T.J. Klune | ||
| c9bdb1a | I wish I could find that one person made for me so that way I can show them why I was made for them. | T.J. Klune | ||
| e5f417d | I would do violence for one glimpse of your naked breasts. Bleed for one taste of your nipple on my tongue. (Winter Makepeace) | winter thief-of-shadows | Elizabeth Hoyt | |
| 2a43842 | If I've never stepped outside the role that's been assigned to me since birth, I've never tested myself. I've been too afraid of others' opinions, I think. I've been a coward. If that woman needs me, why not help her - for her... and for me? | Elizabeth Hoyt | ||
| 5e22b7c | Your cousin might be a pretty face, but , my darling, courageous, maddening, seductive, mysterious, Diana, are the Duchess of Wakefield. duchess. | love declaration-of-love marriage-proposal proposal | Elizabeth Hoyt | |
| 2cd6945 | Still, it was a sad state of the world that people judged others not by the best that they could be but by the worst thought in their own hearts. | thief-of-shadows | Elizabeth Hoyt | |
| 8060a32 | She opened her mouth wide in a silent scream and his release caught him, hard and fast as he kissed her openmouthed. He tore his mouth from hers and shouted his triumph. She was his, now and forevermore, until the end of time, until the seas ran dry and man no longer roamed the earth, amen. His and only his. She slumped against him, the scent of their passion musky in the night air. "Sleep," he murmured to her, and held her against himself,.. | silence oh-damn-hawt scandalous-desires mickey | Elizabeth Hoyt | |
| 2b0f58b | What," came a deep male voice, "is this?" Silence froze, her hand still outstretched, clutching a damp, dirty cloth. Oh, dear Lord. Slowly she raised her eyes and found herself face-to-thighs with Mickey O'Connor's extremely tight breeches." | silence scandalous-desires mickey | Elizabeth Hoyt | |
| ed9908b | Dear God. She ached, wanting something that she knew was a sin. Wanting a man who was sin itself. | silence scandalous-desires | Elizabeth Hoyt | |
| a3c63a5 | Lucy swayed in shock. A gust of wind moaned through the conservatory and blew out all but one of her candles. Simon must have done this. He'd destroyed his fairyland conservatory. Why? She sank to her knees, huddled on the cold floor, her one remaining flame cradled in her numb palms. She'd seen how tenderly Simon had cared for his plants. Remembered the look of pride when she'd first discovered the dome and fountain. For him to have smashe.. | the-serpent-prince lucy | Elizabeth Hoyt | |
| e21fcdf | You know, there's a 12 step program for gambling. You should look into that. Twelve steps. Coyote laughed. I'll bet I can do it in six. | Christopher Moore | ||
| 7510cab | I'm beginning to wonder," said Kent, sitting down now on an overturned wooden tub. "Who do I serve? Why am I here?" You are here, because, in the expanding ethical ambiguity of our situation, you are steadfast in your righteousness. It is to you, our banished friend, that we all turn--a light amid the dark dealings of family and politics. You are the moral backbone on which the rest of us hang our bloody bits. Without you we are merely wigg.. | morality kent fool | Christopher Moore | |
| 3e8f4eb | Yeah, that's right, Lash. Because I'm Chinese I have a deep-seated need to nosh house pets. Now why don't you let him in before my inner Chinaman forces me to kung-fu your bitch ass. | Christopher Moore | ||
| 019893d | Privacy is a wonderful thing. Like love, privacy is most manifest in its absence. | Christopher Moore | ||
| 43234d0 | Why understand when you can believe? | Christopher Moore | ||
| a64f23e | Theophilus Crowe's mobile phone played eight bars of "Tangled Up in Blue" in an irritating electronic voice that sounded like a choir of suffering houseflies, or Jiminy Cricket huffing helium, or, well, you know, Bob Dylan." -- | the-stupidest-angel | Christopher Moore | |
| 5d3b328 | Most killer whales are just four tons of doofus dressed up like a police car. | Christopher Moore | ||
| 4db4dc1 | Hope is bulletproof, truth just hard to hit | hope truth christopher-moore | Christopher Moore | |
| 3615f21 | Author's Warning If you're buying this book as a gift for your grandma or a kid, you should be aware that it contains cusswords as well as tasteful depictions of cannibalism and people in their forties having sex. Don't blame me. I told you. | Christopher moore | ||
| c535cea | Tommy moved on. "Lash, your people have been oppressed for hundreds of years. It's time to strike back. Look, you don't have your MBA yet - they haven't completely juiced you of your usefulness yet. Would Martin Luther King back down from this challenge? Malcolm X? James Brown? Don't you have a dream? Don't you feel good, like you knew that you would, now?" | christopher-moore | Christopher Moore | |
| 998da1a | You can't just accidentally penis somebody. | Christopher Moore | ||
| 70a917a | Pride in office without competence is as much a sin as competence without confidence. | confidence pride-in-office pride sin | Peter Tremayne | |
| f71b28a | At the center of everything we call 'the arts,' and children call 'play,' is something which seems somehow alive. | Lynda Barry | ||
| f0dfa86 | To hold traumatic reality in consciousness requires a social context that affirms and protects the victim and that joins the victim and witness in a common alliance. For the individual victim, this social context is created by relationships with friends, lovers, and family. For the larger society, the social context is created by political movements that give voice to the disempowered. | abuse-survivors perpetrator society-denial witness victim child-sexual-abuse sexual-abuse ptsd trauma survivors | Judith Lewis Herman | |
| 6733350 | I started to imagine Mary tugging at the shirt of Jesus and saying, I will not keep silent. I will obey you and I will tell others to obey you but I will not keep silent. People are thirsty. In John's Gospel, Mary is not the young virgin pondering sweet things in her heart. In John's Gospel, Mary is not surrounded by singing angels... I started to see Mary in a long line of prophets who have not kept silent. The prophet Mary stands and says.. | Nadia Bolz-Weber | ||
| dfd5bff | What, with my tongue in your tail? nay, come again, Good Kate; I am a gentleman. | innuendo | William Shakespeare | |
| 160c564 | Giving importance to what we think because we thought it, taking our own selves not only (to quote the Greek philosopher) as the measure of all things but as their norm or standard, we create in ourselves, if not an interpretation, at least a criticism of the universe, which we don't even know and therefore cannot criticize. The giddiest, most weak-minded of us then promote that criticism to an interpretation that's superimposed, like a hal.. | criticism philosophy opinions thought | Fernando Pessoa | |
| 1c7da14 | I believe in the World as in a daisy. Because I see it. But I don't think about it Because thinking is not understanding... | Fernando Pessoa | ||
| b07434a | Escravos cardiacos das estrelas, Conquistamos todo o mundo antes de nos levantar da cama; Mas acordamos e ele e opaco, Levantamo-nos e ele e alheio, | Fernando Pessoa | ||
| bfd925e | O night in which the stars feign light, O night that alone is the size of the Universe, make me, body and soul, part of your body, so that--being mere darkness--I'll lose myself and become night as well, without any dreams as stars within me, nor a hoped-for sun shining with the future. | Fernando Pessoa | ||
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| 89dc1de | Trago dentro do meu coracao, Como num cofre que se nao pode fechar de cheio, Todos os lugares onde estive, Todos os portos a que cheguei, Todas as paisagens que vi atraves de janelas ou vigias, | Fernando Pessoa | ||
| 54d1673 | I have no philosophy, I have senses . . . If I speak of Nature it's not because I know what it is But because I love it, and for that very reason, Because those who love never know what they love Or why they love, or what love is. To love is eternal innocence, And the only innocence is not to think . . | Fernando Pessoa | ||
| c626199 | Happy the creators of pessimistic systems! Besides taking refuge in the fact of having made something, they can exult in their explanation of universal suffering, and include themselves in it. I don't complain about the world. I don't protest in the name of the universe. I'm not a pessimist. I suffer and complain, but I don't know if suffering is the norm, nor do I know if it's human to suffer. Why should I care to know? I suffer, without k.. | Fernando Pessoa | ||
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| afd8b07 | NEVOEIRO Nem rei nem lei, nem paz nem guerra, define com perfil e ser este fulgor baco da terra que e Portugal a entristecer - brilho sem luz e sem arder, como o que o fogo-fatuo encerra. Ninguem sabe que coisa quer. Ninguem conhece que alma tem, nem o que e mal nem o que e bem. (Que ancia distante perto chora?) Tudo e incerto e derradeiro. Tudo e disperso, nada e inteiro. O Portugal, hoje es nevoeiro... E a Hora! | Fernando Pessoa | ||
| e80bb5e | Tomorrow I too - this feeling and thinking soul, the universe I am to myself - yes, tomorrow I too will be someone who no longer walks the streets, someone others will evoke with a vague: 'I wonder what's become of him?' And everything I do, everything I feel, everything I experience, will be just one less passer-by on the daily streets of some city or other. | Fernando Pessoa | ||
| 252c7fd | I am still obsessed with creating a false world, and will be until I die. | Fernando Pessoa | ||
| f07bf68 | On the TV screen in Harry's is The Patty Winters Show, which is now on in the afternoon and is up against Geraldo Rivera, Phil Donahue and Oprah Winfrey. Today's topic is Does Economic Success Equal Happiness? The answer, in Harry's this afternoon, is a roar of resounding "Definitely," followed by much hooting, the guys all cheering together in a friendly way. On the screen now are scenes from President Bush's inauguration early this year, .. | Bret Easton Ellis | ||
| a541a9d | What a pure blessing it was to have a bath in a tub alone in a room where all you had to do was pump the water, not tote buckets. Then all you had to do was pull out the cork, not tote more buckets to the back porch--that kind of thing is easy to take lightly until you don't have it. | blessings thankful | Nancy E. Turner | |
| 8244343 | I must think about something else for a while. But then I remember his warn arms and his big strong legs touching mine and how hard and wide his chest was and how hot his kiss was, and I got outside and feed the chickens. They are getting mighty fat. | Nancy E. Turner | ||
| d1e46fe | I have been sad almost a whole year, thinking that taking that test was somehow the end of my learning and that not having that as a possibility in my future left a big empty spot in my life that the children and the ranch didn't fill. But my life is not like that, it is a tree, and I can stay in one place and spread out in all directions, and I can do more learning shading this brood of mine than if I was all alone. | Nancy E. Turner |