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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 2ec04f1 | I was a human woman, no more and no less. | Gail Honeyman | ||
| 09fde6d | How brave are you prepared to be, Eleanor?" Laura asked. This was the correct question. I am brave. I am brave, courageous, Eleanor Oliphant." | Gail Honeyman | ||
| 74687c8 | Cinderella, until lately, has never been a passive dreamer waiting for rescue. The forerunners of the Ash-girl have all been hardy, active heroines who take their lives into their own hands and work out their own salvations .... Cinderella speaks to all of us in whatever skin we inhabit: the child mistreated, a princess or highborn lady in disguise bearing her trials with patience, fortitude, and determination. Cinderella makes intelligent .. | Jane Yolen | ||
| 2c6f941 | He woke to quiet voices. This had been happening more and more lately, this nodding off unexpectedly, and it left him with an unsettled intimation of rehearsal. You fall asleep for short periods and then for longer periods and then forever. | Emily St. John Mandel | ||
| b6c63be | This is my soul and the world unwinding, this is my heart in the still winter air. Finally whispering the same two words over and over: "Keep walking. Keep walking. Keep walking." | Emily St. John Mandel | ||
| 253a342 | Time had been reset by catastrophe. | Emily St. John Mandel | ||
| 2675c4f | So I'm back again to the eternal question, the one that has plagued me all my life: How Do Other People Do It? How come they were given life's rule book and I missed out? Where was I when God was dispensing capability and cop on? Looking at shoes, probably. | women life | Marian Keyes | |
| b4fdb2f | It was a stretch to imagine that Barbara Walters might want to give it all up for Ed Couch, but Evelyn tried her hardest. Of course, even though she was not religious, it was a comfort to know that the Bible backed her up in being a doormat. | women | Fannie Flagg | |
| 1c7cc9b | It's funny, when you're a child you think time will never go by, but when you hit about twenty, time passes like you're on the fast train to Memphis. | Fannie Flagg | ||
| a6f5716 | Albert and I would spend hours and hours looking at them. Cleo had this big magnifying glass on his desk, and we'd find centipedes and grasshoppers and beetles and potato bugs, ants . . . and put them in a jar and look at them. They have the sweetest little faces and the cutest expressions. After we'd looked at them all we wanted to, we'd put them in the yard and let them go on about their business. | humor | Fannie Flagg | |
| c50b8df | Poor little old human beings - they're jerked into this world without having any idea where they came from or what it is they are supposed to do, or how long they have to do it in. Or where they are gonna wind up after that. But bless their hearts, most of them wake up every morning and keep on trying to make some sense out of it. Why, you can't help but love them, can you? I just wonder why more of them aren't as crazy as betsy bugs. " Aun.. | life human-beings | Fannie Flagg | |
| c8d5dcc | One gal drank a can of floor wax and topped it off with a cup of Clorox, trying to separate herself from the same world he was in. | Fannie Flagg | ||
| 0fcec80 | Why can't parents dance? Is it some universal law of physics or something? | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 0b5a64a | what would Poirot do? Poirot wouldn't flap around in a panic. He'd stay calm and use his little grey cells and recall some tiny, vital detail which would be the clue to everything. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 3863441 | It is absolutely what I think.' He looks deadly serious now. 'These academic guys have to feel important. They give papers and present TV programmes to show they're useful and valuable. But you do useful, valuable work every day. You don't need to prove anything. How many people have you treated? Hundreds. You've reduced their pain. You've made hundreds of people happier. Has Antony Tavish ever made anyone happier? | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 24c6bab | You never know how things are going to turn out, however much you plan. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| c35c739 | Men who want to get married propose. You don't need to read the signs. They propose and that's the sign. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 6f2feb8 | We're just... friends. No, doesn't feel right. Not colleagues either. Not really acquaintances... OK. Let's face it. It's weird. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 34421d2 | There are some things I don't understand about Jess and never will. No wedding dress. No flowers. No photo album. No champagne. The only thing she got out of her wedding was a husband. (I mean, obviously the husband is the main point when you get married. Absolutely. That goes without saying. But still, not even a new pair of shoes?) | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 66d9570 | Our eyes met in the math class. How were we to know that trigonometry would lead to matrimony? | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| e8bd974 | I can do this, I tell myself firmly. I can be attracted to him. It's just a matter of self control and possibly also getting very drunk. So I lift my glass and take several huge gulps. I can feel the bubbles surging into my head, singing happily "I'm going to be a millionaire's wife! I'm going to be a millionaire's wife!" And when I look back at Tarquin, he already looks a bit more attractive. Alcohol is obviously going to be the key to our.. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| b228be0 | Do the thing that's less passive. Do the active thing. There's more of the human in that. | Nuala O'Faolain | ||
| dc1513c | Sanity is a valuable possession; I hoard it the way people once hoarded money. I save it, so I will have enough, when the time comes. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| ec73830 | We have been shark to one another, but also lifeboat. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| eea93f0 | That way nobody feels exploited." "Wait a minute," says Stan. "Nobody's exploited?" "I said nobody feels exploited," says Budge. "Different thing." | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 4915748 | But in the closeness of the sewing room, Simon can smell her as well as look at her. He tries to pay no attention but her scent is a distracting undercurrent. She smells like smoke; smoke, and laundry soap, and the salt from her skin; and she smells of the skin itself, with its undertone of dampness, fullness, ripeness - what? Ferns and mushrooms; fruits crushed and fermenting. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| fe6592e | She knows she's deceiving herself about that, but she prefers to deceive herself. She desperately needs to believe such pure joy is still possible. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 0d56094 | Wars happen because the ones who start them think they can win. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 85faf31 | Which does a man prefer? Bacon and eggs, or worship? Sometimes one, sometimes the other, depending how hungry he is. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| d911e04 | Now she imagines him dreaming. She imagines him dreaming of her, as she is dreaming of him. Through a sky the color of wet slate they fly towards each other on dark invisible wings. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| f02bdfb | Sanity is a valuable possession: I hoard it the way people once hoarded money. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| a8aaa85 | We have learned to see the world in gasps. | inspiration hope restriction | Margaret Atwood | |
| 4ea9c97 | She had her reasons. Not that they were the same as anybody else's reasons. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 75e9eb8 | Don't go into great detail describing places and things, unless you're Margaret Atwood and can paint scenes with language. You don't want descriptions that bring the action, the flow of the story, to a standstill. | Elmore Leonard | ||
| 48bd2db | I have a fork and a spoon, but never a knife... as if I'm lacking manual skills or teeth. I have both, however. That's why I'm not allowed a knife. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 30c669a | Live in the present, make the most of it, it's all you've got. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| d66f498 | A great fear came over me, and my body went entirely cold, and I stood as if paralyzed with fear; for I knew that the horse was no earthly horse, but the pale horse that will be sent at the Day of Reckoning, and the rider of it is Death; and it was Death himself who stood behind me, with his arms wrapped around me as tight as iron bands, and his lipless mouth kissing my neck as if in love. But as well as the horror, I also felt a strange lo.. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 256bed5 | The sun was up, the room already too warm. Light filtered in through the net curtains, hanging suspended in the air, sediment in a pond. My head felt like a sack of pulp. Still in my nightgown, damp from some fright I'd pushed aside like foliage, I pulled myself up and out of my tangled bed, then forced myself through the usual dawn rituals - the ceremonies we perform to make ourselves look sane and acceptable to other people. The hair must.. | sleep wake-up waking-up sleeping | Margaret Atwood | |
| 0af48d1 | We get along by a symbiotic adjustment of habits and with a minimum of that pale-mauve hostility you often find among women. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 62f44ed | Charis herself gave up Christianity a long time ago. For one thing, the Bible is full of meat: animals being sacrificed, lambs, bullocks, doves. Cain was right to offer up the vegetables, God was wrong to refuse them. And there's too much blood: people in the Bible are always having their blood spilled, blood on their hands, their blood licked up by dogs. There are too many slaughters, too much suffering, too many tears. She used to think s.. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 69be9ab | More often than not, she acted as if she wanted to protect him, from the image of herself--herself in the past. She liked to keep only the bright side of herself turned towards him. She liked to shine. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 9cbaf1e | Knowledge is power only as long as you keep your mouth shut. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 7e50b3b | I want my father to be just my father, the way he has always been, not a separate person with an earlier, mythological life of his own. Knowing too much about other people puts you in their power, they have a claim on you, you are forced to understand their reasons for doing things and then you are weakened. | parents knowledge father | Margaret Atwood | |
| fa40588 | That is what you have to do before you kill, I thought. You have to create an it, where none was before. You do that first in your head, and then you make it real. | Margaret Atwood |