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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 84bd87a | According to the history books, the decisive battle that ended the Ankh-Morpork Civil War was fought between two handfuls of bone-weary men in a swamp early one misty morning and, although one side claimed victory, ended with a practical score of Humans 0, ravens 1,000, which is the case with most battles. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 6cc1c6b | Mister Lipwig, the world lives between those who say it cannot be done and those who say that it can. And in my experience, those who say that it can be done are usually telling the truth. It's just a matter of thinking creatively. | vetinari | Terry Pratchett | |
| c1eff00 | Anger was a weapon to be honed and treasured and used only at the moment yielding most premium. | terry-pratchett weapons | Terry Pratchett | |
| 48fbcb3 | No,' she said. 'No, I don't reckon that's what I do now. Are you watchin', Mrs Gogol? Are you watchin' real close?' Her gaze travelled the room and rested for just a fraction of a second on Magrat. Then she reached over, carefully, and thrust her arm up to the elbow into the burning torch. And the doll in Erzulie Gogol's hands burst into flame. | granny-weatherwax witches | Terry Pratchett | |
| 6d96e37 | Aargh! I'm too short for this shit! | short | Terry Pratchett | |
| abf97b5 | Well, basically, there are two sorts of opera," said Nanny, who also had the true witch's ability to be confidently expert on the basis of no experience whatsoever." | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 9211e74 | Behind him the Master of Ceremonies cleared his throat. His eyes took on a distant, glazed look. "The Stealer of Souls," he said in the faraway voice of one whose ears aren't hearing what his mouth is saying, "Defeater of Empires, Swallower of Oceans, Thief of Years, The Ultimate Reality, Harvester of Mankind, the--" ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT. I CAN SEE MYSELF IN." | Terry Pratchett | ||
| b5c513d | Tomorrow here is just like yesterday, warmed over. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| ce4bc7d | You see the lighted windows and what you want to think is that there may be many interesting stories behind them, but what you know is that really there are just dull, dull souls, mere consumers of food, who think their instincts are emotions and their tiny lives of more account than a whisper of wind. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 9eae74f | I see embarrassment among all of you. That's good. The thing about being embarrassed is that sooner or later you aren't, but you remember that you were. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 4440ded | People on the side of The People always ended up disappointed, in any case. They found that The People tended not to be grateful or appreciative or forward-thinking or obedient. The People tended to be small-minded and conservative and not very clever and were even distrustful of cleverness. And so the children of the revolution were faced with the age-old problem: it wasn't that you had the wrong kind of government, which was obvious, but .. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 36bdd18 | It was a large room, heavily outfitted with the usual badly ventilated furnaces, rows of bubbling crucibles, and one stuffed alligator. Things floated in jars. The air smelled of a limited life expectancy. | science | Terry Pratchett | |
| 52a43da | The horsemen came closer. Vimes was not good at horsemen. Something in him resented being addressed by anyone eight feet above the ground. He didn't like the sensation of being looked at by nostrils. | humourous | Terry Pratchett | |
| b20f557 | They stole from rich merchants and temples and kings. They didn't steal from poor people; this was not because there was anything virtuous about poor people, it was simply because poor people had no money. | poor steal teach the-hord | Terry Pratchett | |
| f9cbf30 | Just because a woman's got no teeth doesn't mean she's wise. It might just mean she's been stupid for a very long time. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| ff280bd | Hey Nash! You scared?' 'Terrified,mortified,petrified...stupefied by you! | Sylvia Nasar | ||
| 87ea3e0 | The man journeyed far, and he heard and saw many strange things on his travels. He learned that - that the friend and the enemy are but two faces of the same self. That the path one believes chosen long since, constant and unchangeable, straight and wide, can alter in an instant. Can branch, and twist and lead the traveler to places far beyond his wildest imaginings. That there are mysteries beyond the mind of mortal man, and that to deny t.. | inspirational path | Juliet Marillier | |
| bd24688 | Bran held his voice leve. "In time,you will regret these words. You may hold me captive now, and believe me helpless. But each foulword you speak of her brings your death a little closer." --Bran to Eamonn" | Juliet Marillier | ||
| 4e47f98 | Breath of the winds; dancing flame; peace of the earth; song of the waves. | Juliet Marillier | ||
| 5d308da | At the end of the parapet, a long black coat lay neatly folded on the wall. At the other end stood my sister and her lover. Tati's arms were wound around Sorrow's neck, her body pressed close to his, as if she would melt into him. His hands were enlaced in my sister's long hair as he strained her slight form against him, white on black. Their eyes were closed; their lips clung; they were lost in each other. It was beautiful and powerful. It.. | Juliet Marillier | ||
| a02737f | Ask us for any help you need...Let us be strong for you. | help loyalty strength | Juliet Marillier | |
| ba05990 | I should have realized, when Cathal kissed me in the hallway, that my response was the first raindrop heralding a storm. | love metaphor | Juliet Marillier | |
| 60e289c | I wept in self-pity, and because I knew you could never go back. You chose your path, and that was it. | pity | Juliet Marillier | |
| a10a1d2 | Belonging is one of the things that makes life bearable, and it can be tough to look at a binary world and choose against both sides. | Andrew Solomon | ||
| ab09273 | If we tolerate prejudice toward any group, we tolerate it toward all groups," he said. "I couldn't have relationships that were conditional on excluding my brother--or anyone else. We are all in one fight, and our freedom is all the same freedom." | Andrew Solomon | ||
| c838067 | I told her that what was most important to me was not whether she loved a man or a woman, but that she loved and was loved well--that she experience passion, and the wonderful surprise of finding that someone feels about you as strongly as you do about them, lucky and full-hearted. | andrew solomon | ||
| cb7237b | When I drive 'home' and leave you, it makes me feel like I'm driving to nowhere - to nothing - to a place that doesn't make me feel. | Frank Warren | ||
| fa2ef1b | for a country whose people ceased to believe in magic soon lost much of their ability to imagine and dream, and before long, they ceased to believe--or hope-- for anything. | Mercedes Lackey | ||
| 6f4319d | Ow!' was the first thing out of her mouth, followed by a steam of articulate and literate curses that were neither blasphemous nor prurient.She'd had years to develop a vocabulary of invective that wouldn't offend anyone. It was the sort of thing a princess had to do if she was going to be able to adequately vent her feelings. | invective offense princess | Mercedes Lackey | |
| d9d2a26 | We believe that all those who are served should also spend time serving. | Mercedes Lackey | ||
| 4071f9c | Clare seems so pleased with the idea of me as a pirate that she forgets that I am Stranger Danger. | Audrey Niffenegger | ||
| ffce52f | The kissed surprised him because it had been so long since he'd kissed anyone but Elspeth. It surprised Valentina because she had hardly ever kissed anyone that way - to her, kissing had always been more theoretical than physical. Afterwards she stood with her eyes closed, lips parted, face tilted. Robert thought, She's going to break my heart and I'm going to let her. | Audrey Niffenegger | ||
| 977771b | He would say her name over and over until it devolved into meaningless sounds - mah REI kuh, mah REI kuh - it became an entry in a dictionary of loneliness. | Audrey Niffenegger | ||
| d565e35 | Dream are different than real life but important too. | real-life reality | Audrey Niffenegger | |
| 817aa5f | We were royally miserable together. | Audrey Niffenegger | ||
| 2f41ae0 | He moved toward her and cupped her face in his hands. "You are so beautiful that sometimes it hurts just to look at you. Your eyes are a thousand shades of brown and gold with hints of blue and green." He touched her cheekbones with thumbs. "Your freckles are like the girl-next-door fantasy brought to life. Your mouth is sexy and soft and when you smile, the world seems like a better place. Swear you'll never change anything. Swear it." | Susan Mallery | ||
| 133f51a | but it was excruciating to emerge from my eerie submarine existence into this harsh stampede of noise and light. | Donna Tartt | ||
| ab27374 | Unsettled heart. The fetishism of secrecy. These people understood--as I did--the back alleys of the soul, whispers and shadows, money slipping from hand to hand, the password, the code, the second self, all the hidden consolations that lifted | Donna Tartt | ||
| 835540e | he said, in the most melancholy voice, 'She's hiding from me.' He was dreaming, of course. I thought it was rather sweet. So, to humour him, I said, 'Well, then. You must hide your eyes and count to ten and she'll come back.'" He laughed. "But he got angry at me. It was really rather charming of him. 'No,' he said, 'no she won't." 'But you're dreaming,' I said to him. 'No,' he said, 'no I'm not. It's not a dream. It's real." | Donna Tartt | ||
| 45a6f8b | And maybe I was coping awfully well, I don't know. Certainly I wasn't howling aloud or punching my fist through windows or doing any of the things I imagined people might do who felt as I did. But sometimes, unexpectedly, grief pounded over me in waves that left me gasping; and when the waves washed back, I found myself looking out over a brackish wreck which was illumined in a light so lucid, so heartsick and empty, that I could hardly rem.. | Donna Tartt | ||
| 45b1423 | No. I've always been drawn to broken, wild terrain. The oddest tongues come from such places, and the strangest mythologies, and the oldest cities, and the most barbarous religions | Donna Tartt | ||
| 88e4725 | It was interesting to see the change that came over Boris when he was speaking another language--a sort of livening, or alertness, a sense of a different and more efficient person occupying his body. | Donna Tartt | ||
| ef2fd31 | For him the word 'horror' had become obsolete. | Richard Matheson | ||
| fdc6591 | Such thoughts were a hideous testimony to the world he had accepted; a world in which murder was easier than hope. | Richard Matheson |