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Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
927e034 | and that feeling, that feeling of being accepted back again and again, of someone's affection for you expanding to encompass whatever new flawed thing had just manifested in you, that was the deepest, dearest thing he'd ever-- | affection | George Saunders | |
fb32658 | If you want your Storys to end happy, try being niser. | George Saunders | ||
2283b14 | A young man didn't bring flowers or chocolates to the woman he loved: He brought her stories from the wider world, where men grappled with demons of desire, and monstrous injustice. | Gregory David Roberts | ||
11b887a | Remember,' Khader said insistently, resting his hand on my forearm to emphasise his words. 'Sometimes it is necessary to do the wrong thing for the right reasons. The important thing is to be sure that our reasons are right, and that we admit the wrong--that we do not lie to ourselves, and convince ourselves that what we do is right. | Gregory David Roberts | ||
ca1090e | And money, if the pile gets high enough, is something like a big political party: it does as much harm as it does good, it puts too much power in too few hands, and the closer you come to it the dirtier you get. | Gregory David Roberts | ||
cfd1514 | Every life, every love, every action and feeling and thought has its reason and significance: its beginning, and the part it plays in the end. Sometimes, we do see. | Gregory David Roberts | ||
eb0ce6f | The germ of creation lies in violence. | violence inspirational | Rudolfo Anaya | |
cb57044 | In a world of fixed future, there can be no right or wrong. Right and wrong demand freedom of choice, but if each action is already chosen, there can be no freedom of choice. In a world of fixed future, no person is responsible. The rooms are already arranged. | Alan Lightman | ||
ddabd31 | Rumor holds that Sabine trapped him to use as a sex slave, tormenting him until he agreed to wed her. Then he made a slave of her." She blinked at him. "Like those are bad things?" At his look of astonishment, she said, "They enjoyed tons of bondage, some master/sub stuff, a real-live dungeon with shackles, role and cosplay. Spankings and repeated orgasm denial. You know, typical BDSM. But don't worry, they were doing it before it became c.. | Kresley Cole | ||
2bdee70 | In our first meeting; you skewered me with your sword. In other words: you started it. | evie | Kresley Cole | |
7a1737d | I've a sense for these things. Tonight you're aching for a man." At that, she glanced away. "You might be right, Scot," she said casually, then faced him once more. Her voice a purr, she said, "But are the man I await...where I ache?" -- | Kresley Cole | ||
cce42a9 | I want Holly to experience life. To take away the blinders she has so assiduously relied on. I think you're just the type of person to show her what she doesn't know and doesn't want to know. My niece is innocent in so many ways, and there comes a time in a woman's life when innocence is merely a euphemism for ignorance. | Kresley Cole | ||
b91a18b | Enough. You're going to make yourself sick." He clasped her hand to help her up. She reluctantly let him. "But I haven't eaten more than a regular meal." "Lass, there's more where that came from. You doona have to behave like it's your last meal." She laughed without humor. "Spoken like a man who's never missed one." -Maddy" | Kresley Cole | ||
2f4c2b0 | I broke a little boy's body. And a young man's heart. | Kresley Cole | ||
f058804 | You're my Bride. Mine. You belong to me. | Kresley Cole | ||
e022591 | Why couldn't I be down there having fun like a normal teenage girl? Why did I always have to feel threatened? Under fire? | Kresley Cole | ||
3168816 | We've found his lair in a mortal city called York--" "It's York," Stelian said with a roll of his eyes, as if he'd explained this before." | Kresley Cole | ||
5928be4 | Lachlain and Emma: 'So you expect us to sit in this enclosed compartment the entire way in silence?' 'Of course not.' She clicked on the radio. | lachlain-macrieve kresley-cole | Kresley Cole | |
ef5ab35 | Kill first and then say, "Gosh, were you actually good? My duh!" | Kresley Cole | ||
8719574 | He opened his mouth to speak, closed it, then tried again: "That wild storm was a tiny fraction of what was going on inside me. I look at you . . . and I soar. I make love to you, and everything is new; I feel . . . so much. I'm certain my chest will explode from it. . . . Gods, I make no sense, do I?" | Kresley Cole | ||
0973bb9 | Earlier, I'd found Lark in the gym, telling her, "I'm giving Cyclops a bath." Her response: "Your funeral." | Kresley Cole | ||
ee0806f | So am I going to get a zipper in my chest? | Kresley Cole | ||
d0a0724 | Lothiare, "I feel like killing something!" Lizvetta, "Come on baby, let's go kill time." | Kresley Cole Shadow's Claim | ||
6083b0d | She'd always pitied the plight of genies until once when she'd freed one from a young beserker. Instead of thanks, the chit had laid into her, screaming, | Kresley Cole | ||
1cde8b9 | Take care, lest you lose a male who'll desire only you-and gain a male who'll desire only others. | Kresley Cole | ||
a61b8f8 | Greedy for more?"Grinding his hardness against her hip,he nuzzled her neck,her ear,murmuring words in Russian.His warn breaths against her made her shiver wildly."Wh-what did you say?" "I talked filth in your ear."Voice gone ragged,he said,"I told you that you've got the prettiest little pussy I've ever seen,and then I told you what I'm going to do with it." | Kresley Cole | ||
8b53f73 | Now, why don't you shove in a manpon and tug up your manties | Kresley Cole | ||
0982676 | When you see someone, all you see is what they let you see. | Robert Crais | ||
c850dff | Some of us find our way with a single light to guide us; others lose themselves even when the star field is as sharp as a neon ceiling. Ethics may not be situational, but feelings are. We learn to adjust, and, over time, the stars we use to guide ourselves come to reside within rather than without. | robert-crais | Robert Crais | |
37da6c7 | Perhaps there is a philosophical as well as a clinical lesson here: that in Korsakov's, or dementia, or other such catastrophes, however great the organic damage and Humean dissolution, there remains the undiminished possibility of reintegration by art, by communion, by touching the human spirit: and this can be preserved in what seems at first a hopeless state of neurological devastation. | Oliver Sacks | ||
88e771c | The 'secret' of Shostakovich, it was suggested--by a Chinese neurologist, Dr Dajue Wang--was the presence of a metallic splinter, a mobile shell-fragment, in his brain, in the temporal horn of the left ventricle. Shostakovich was very reluctant, apparently, to have this removed: Since the fragment had been there, he said, each time he leaned his head to one side he could hear music. His head was filled with melodies--different each time--wh.. | Oliver Sacks | ||
d06c9db | The act of writing, when it goes well, gives me a pleasure, a joy, unlike any other. It takes me to another place--irrespective of my subject--where I am totally absorbed and oblivious to distracting thoughts, worries, preoccupations, or indeed the passage of time. In those rare, heavenly states of mind, I may write nonstop until I can no longer see the paper. Only then do I realize that evening has come and that I have been writing all day.. | Oliver Sacks | ||
b91a3e9 | If vampires ever spend less time playing theatrics and living down to their stereotypes, they might actually take over the world someday | Carrie Vaughn | ||
f29fc9a | Just so you know, I'm straight. Totally straight. As an arrow." Her voice held a smile. "So am I" | Carrie Vaughn | ||
2d21841 | lHy @ mnf~ bHd dhth. l`wd@ l~ lbyt lys hw Tryq lrj`@. | Colin Wilson | ||
0ae7433 | Faculty X is simply that latent power in human beings possess to reach beyond the present. After all, we know perfectly well that the past is as real as the present, and that New York and Singapore and Lhasa and Stepney Green are all as real as the place I happen to be in at the moment. Yet my senses do not agree. They assure me that this place, here and now, is far more real than any other place or any other time. Only in certain moments o.. | present human-being reality past | Colin Wilson | |
d8fb6d3 | In the glare, the great and terrible light of this happening, God seems to signal that the story of the rest of us need not end, and that the new light can prove a troubled dawn. For the rest of us, perhaps. Not for the dead, not for the more than fifty million real dead in the world's worst catastrophe: victors and vanquished, combatants and civilians, people of so many nations, men, women, and children, all cut down. For them there can be.. | Herman Wouk | ||
5b6d01c | The girl you marry and the woman you must make a life with are two different people. | Herman Wouk | ||
dd00a3f | When I asked Robert Spitzer about the possibility that he'd inadvertently created a world in which ordinary behaviours were being labelled mental disorders, he fell silent. I waited for him to answer. But the silence lasted three minutes. Finally he said, 'I don't know. | Jon Ronson | ||
3b57910 | L.A. kills people.' Jacaranda said. 'You're lucky you're leaving. You'll be able to write.' She looked paler, going through another depression, smoking in bed in her lilac room. The walls were the color of her veins. She was getting too thin, even for the modeling. . .Jacaranda died last winter when the flowering trees were bare. You couldn't even tell which ones once cried the purple blossoms she named herself after. | winter friendship | Francesca Lia Block | |
5d6780f | Welcome Beauty, banish fear. | Francesca Lia Block | ||
c1e9fb4 | You have to make your own family, your own life. | Francesca Lia Block | ||
7c28f4c | He was so handsome,but he didn't look well.He reminded her of a cigarette. | Francesca Lia Block | ||
0ccedd5 | When they first kiss, there on the beach, they will kneel at the edge of the Pacific and say a prayer of thanks, sending all the stories of love inside them out in a fleet of bottles all across the oceans of the world. | Francesca Lia Block |