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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| ce0b557 | Walking was not fast enough so we ran. Running was not fast enough, so we galloped. Galloping was not fast enough, so we sailed. Sailing was not fast enough, so we rolled merrily along on long metal tracks. Long metal tracks were not fast enough, so we drove. Driving was not fast enough, so we flew. Flying isn't fast enough, not fast enough for us. We want to get there faster. Get where? Wherever we are not. But a human soul can go only as .. | progress people speed souls humans | Margaret Atwood | |
| bd308b7 | I hunger to commit the act of touch. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 01e3234 | It's clear, it's fresh, like a mint candy. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| b42a769 | History is a construct...Any point of entry is possible and all choices are arbitrary. Still there are definitive moments...We can look at these events and say that after them things were never the same again. | history womens-history | Margaret Atwood | |
| ca4e749 | Sanity is a valuable possession. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| ad2b656 | Nature full strength is more than we can take, Adam One used to say. It's a potent hallucinogen, a soporific, for the untrained Soul. We're no longer at home in it. We need to dilute it. We can't drink it straight. And God is the same. Too much God and you overdose. God needs to be filtered. | the-year-of-the-flood toby scifi | Margaret Atwood | |
| 36649ad | There was old sex in the room and loneliness, and expectation, of something without a shape or name. I remember that yearning, and was never the same as the hands that were on us there and then, in the small of the back, or out back, in the parking lot, or in the television room with the sound turned down and only the pictures flickering over lifting flesh. We yearned for the future How did we learn it, that talent for insatiability? | loneliness sex insatiability yearning | Margaret Atwood | |
| 5fa4a52 | There is the staircase, there is the sun. There is the kitchen, the plate with toast and strawberry jam, your subterfuge, your ordinary mirage. You stand red-handed. You want to wash yourself in earth, in rocks and grass What are you supposed to do with all this loss? In the daylight we know what's gone is gone, but at night it's different. Nothing gets finished, not dying, not mourning; the dead repeat themselves, like clumsy drunks lurchi.. | poetry | Margaret Atwood | |
| e8405ed | We were revisionists; what we revised was ourselves. | revisionism self | Margaret Atwood | |
| 8410667 | It's the end of the world every day, for someone. | life | Margaret Atwood | |
| a42ba22 | How much misery...how much needless despair has been caused by a series of biological mismatches, a misalignment of the hormones and pheromones? Resulting in the fact that the one you love so passionately won't or can't love you. As a species we're pathetic in that way: imperfectly monogamous. If only we could pair-bond for life, like gibbons, or else opt for total-guilt free promiscuity, there'd be no more sexual torment. You'd never want .. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 4f12882 | She's against it on principle, and life isn't run on principles but by adjustments | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 61452a6 | I thought, men who changed their names were likely to be con-men, criminals, undercover agents or magicians, whereas women who changed their names were probably just married. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| f7fd47a | Envoi we had no voice we had no name we had no choice we had one face one face the same we took the blame it was no fair but now w're here we're all here too the same as you and now we follow you, we find you now, we call to you to you too wit too woo too wit too woo too woo (The Maids sprout feathers, and fly away as owls.) | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 429bcc0 | You're clear, Mr. Duke." Grins from both of them. What could Felix possibly be suspected of smuggling, a harmless old thespian like him? It's the words that should concern you, he thinks at them. That's the real danger. Words don't show up on scanners." | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 9d93d14 | Guys like you make life easy for some women. | Saul Bellow | ||
| e7a6335 | Every treasure is guarded by dragons. That's how you can tell it's valuable. | value | Saul Bellow | |
| b1449c8 | For me alone Don Quixote was born and I for him. His was the power of action, mine of writing. | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| 0eef8f1 | No milagro, milagro, sino industria, industria! | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| 0ebbf0b | Cambiar el mundo, amigo Sancho, que no es locura ni utopia, sino Justicia!". Don Quijote." | Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra | ||
| e4a66c4 | He found himself in a room not unlike the shop. All books again, packed tight on shelves or laying in piles on every surface. It was a cozy room, for all that ; it smelled of warm, rich words and very deep thoughts. | words thoughts jenny-nimmo room-filled-with-books smell-of-books room | Jenny Nimmo | |
| 5474eed | there is something revolting about the way girls' minds so often jump to marriage long before they jump to love. And most of those minds are shut to what marriage really means. | Dodie Smith | ||
| ffc238e | It is odd how different a house feels when one is alone in it. | Dodie Smith | ||
| a3e63d9 | People do look different with their eyes closed, their features seem so much more sculptured. | Dodie Smith | ||
| 7c621ad | Father says hot water can be as stimulating as an alcoholic drink and though I never come by one...I can well believe it. | water | Dodie Smith | |
| 6558aa2 | The world rests in the night. | John O'Donohue | ||
| 8c5affd | A Blessing of Solitude May you recognize in your life the presence, power, and light of your soul. May you realize that you are never alone, that your soul in its brightness and belonging connects you intimately with the rhythm of the universe. May you have respect for your own individuality and difference. May you realize that the shape of your soul is unique, that you have a special destiny here, that behind the facade of your life there .. | John O'Donohue | ||
| 81e01bf | Die Wunden des Geistes heilen, ohne dass Narben bleiben"..."The wounds of the spirit heal and leave no scars." | John O'Donohue | ||
| 6eda03c | To be spontaneous is to escape the cage of the ego by trusting that which is beyond the self. | John O'Donohue | ||
| b56a5b2 | Beth hates me." I chuckled, loving Echo for calling it straight. I framed her face with my hands, letting my fingers enjoy the feel of her satin skin. "You 're my world, so i'd say that evens things out." Echo's eyes widened and she paled. Why was she upset? My mind replayed every moment carefully and then froze, rewound, replayed and froze again on the words i'd said. It had been so long since i'd let myself fall for anybody. I gazed in.. | Katie McGarry | ||
| 975a811 | I threaded my fingers into her hair and kissed her, leaving her no opportunity to think about what we were doing. I wanted her to feel what I felt. To revel in the pull, the attraction. Dammit, I wanted her to undeniably love me. | Katie McGarry | ||
| d2623d3 | I'm scared if I stay, I'll keep looking back and never look forward. | Katie McGarry | ||
| 787935a | Those scars are not your fault. You have absolutely nothing to be ashamed of. Your mom definitely does and possibly your dad, but you? Nothing... | Katie McGarry | ||
| ba26c50 | Every time i think i 've got you figured out, Noah, you surprise me. | Katie McGarry | ||
| 73a7d10 | You can`t change destinies already written, that only happens in fairy tales. | love-story hope | Katie McGarry | |
| c667e7b | With one touch, Isaiah could ground me. Keep me from floating away with his arms as my anchor. His steady beating heart the reminder he would never let go. | Katie McGarry | ||
| ce1c5e4 | I think I'm falling for you, too, and it terrifies me. | Katie McGarry | ||
| 064fb68 | Hand off my ass or I'll rip off your balls. | sexual-assault threat | Katie McGarry | |
| 905c2bc | I don't touch people and they don't touch me. | touching | Katie McGarry | |
| 2f00768 | All i knew was that i couldn't get Echo Emerson out of my mind. No doubt, i wanted her. I couldn't rid my mind of images of her body writhing in pleasure against mine. That siren voice whispering my name. But she appealed to me in more than physical way. I loved her smile, the light in her eyes when she laughed, and damn if she couldn't keep up with me. | Katie McGarry | ||
| dbf5887 | You belong, Echo," he says against my temple. "Right here with me." | Katie McGarry | ||
| 24987ca | Tell me what to do." His warm breath tickled my ear. "Relax." "Please, Noah, I don't want to do this wrong. Tell me how to make you feel good." He shifted so that his body rested beside mine, his leg and arm still draped over me. I felt small under his warmth and strength. His chocolate-brown eyes softened. "Being with you feels good. Touching you-"he tucked a curl behind my ear"-feels good. I have never wanted anyone like I want you. Ther.. | Katie McGarry | ||
| 54664f7 | He wants you back," slurred Beth. "Excuse me?" "He's in love with you and want you to be his one and only. And some other bullshit about you not being in second place and proving you wrong." | Katie McGarry | ||
| b3149b3 | A veces, cuando ves la linea te parece una muy buena idea cruzarla, hasta que lo haces. | Katie McGarry |