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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 519afae | He was free and unencumbered. Which is to say alone and unemployed. | Tim Winton | ||
| 1e99077 | I came home at dusk with my ears ringing from the quiet. | Tim Winton | ||
| 8e79f8d | I was in my thirties before I learnt that I too would prefer not to see what I could no longer have | Tim Winton | ||
| 00b3092 | The symptomatology of PTSD. In PTSD a traumatic event is not remembered and relegated to one's past in the same way as other life events. Trauma continues to intrude with visual, auditory, and/or other somatic reality on the lives of its victims. Again and again they relieve the life-threatening experiences they suffered, reacting in mind and body as though such events were still occurring. PTSD is a complex psychobiological condition. | mind-body physical somatic the-body-remembers trauma-memory traumatic ptsd trauma | Babette Rothschild | |
| 1bf24fc | But parents, she supposed, were not the pinnacle of perfection their children thought or expected them to be. They were humans who usually did the best they could but often made the wrong choices. | Mary Balogh | ||
| 4b1fdee | Suddenly, and for the first time, he was at the center of his own life, living it and loving it. | live life love | Mary Balogh | |
| f3b9673 | Why is it," she asked, snuggling closer, "that I so often imagine myself running away and running free?" | free run | Mary Balogh | |
| 9b91828 | A lover who hates, a saint who sins, and an angel who kills. | Christopher Pike | ||
| d2705d1 | If you honestly feel you have done something so terrible that you cannot be forgiven, then I am willing to share your sins with you. When we die, if we should have to stand before God and be judged, then I will tell him I am as much to blame as you and that half your punishment should be portioned out to me. | Christopher Pike | ||
| 47fc8cb | There is not enough blood in her veins to keep her heart from skipping. | Christopher Pike | ||
| fc3ccdc | We're all haunted in one way or another, are we not? If not by spirits, then by our own demons and regrets. | Teresa Medeiros | ||
| c43a62d | Fear and anger, Yoda had often warned him, were slaves to the dark side. Vaguely, Luke wondered which side curiosity served. | philosophical-musings star-wars | Timothy Zahn | |
| 7d92322 | When you finally betray me, I hope you care enough to try to kill my yourself. | sith star-wars kill | Drew Karpyshyn | |
| 564a0e7 | Peace is a lie. There is only passion. Through passion, I gain strength. Through strength, I gain power. Through power, I gain victory. Through victory, my chains are broken. The Code of the Sith | Drew Karpyshyn | ||
| 2a45893 | Vengeance is mine saith the Lord but this morning He's going to fucking well have to share. | Matthew Woodring Stover | ||
| 9a21326 | The year you spent 'killing yourself' to make me love you...I thought that was us being best friends. We had all those intimate conversations and you sent me all those long e-mails and we watched all those movies involving Eric Stoltz--I thought that was us having fun. But you see that kind of behavior as the work you're forced to do in order to sleep with the people you want to sleep with. | Chuck Klosterman | ||
| 992b8bc | It's peculiar what you remember when you're not trying. | Chuck Klosterman | ||
| d5b037b | The things he did on purpose were usually no different from the mistakes he made by accident. | downtown-owl klosterman | Chuck Klosterman | |
| aefb41a | Because I withered under the glare of an actual invitation, I was a firm believer in preventive prevarication--in other words, lying early in order to free myself later on. | lying | Rachel Cohn | |
| 86f4cc0 | One of the failures of cellular communication is that tiredness often comes across as sadness. | Rachel Cohn | ||
| 1260b3b | Although, 's origin circa 1627 made me still love the word, even if I'd ruined its applicability to my connection with Snarl. (I mean !) Like, I could totally see Mrs. Mary Poppencock returning home to her cobblestone hut with the thatched roof in Thamesburyshire, Jolly Olde England, and saying to her husband, "Good sir Bruce, would it not be wonderful to have a roof that doesn't leak when it rains on our green shires, and stuff?" And Sir.. | humor lily | Rachel Cohn & David Levithan | |
| 3def19c | Prayer or not, I want to believe that, despite all evidence to the contrary, it is possible for anyone to find that special person. That person to spend Christmas with or grow old with or just take a nice silly walk in Central Park with | Rachel Cohn | ||
| 1f30e18 | He can act a bit loner-ish, but I think he's some serial killer waiting to happen; he's just his own best company sometimes. And he's comfortable with that. I guess there's nothing wrong with that. | Rachel Cohn | ||
| a8030b0 | I move my feet, turn away from her, try to pretend she's not there, which is the biggest fucking joke I've ever not laughed at. | Rachel Cohn | ||
| c02e592 | So much is happening and yet nothing at all. | Rachel Cohn | ||
| f0c9331 | Drosophila," I said, remembering the word. "What?" Lily asked. "Why do girls always fall for guys with the at ention span of drosophila?" "What?" "Fruit flies. Guys with the attention span of fruit flies." "Because they're hot?" "This," I told her, "is not the time for being truthful." | truth fruit-flies time-for-truth boys | Rachel Cohn | |
| a7b65b1 | They were tricky, those demons. Could they be trusted? Of course they could be trusted. She'd created them. She owned them. They wouldn't lead her astray. | Rachel Cohn | ||
| 27f212f | I could become a nun even if I am a non-believer. I'll learn to fake it like Nick did with me. I will minister the gospel of compassion and kindness and please, always use a condom, from famine-stricken nations to war-torn dead zones. It's possible I might become a nun who kisses other nuns... | Rachel Cohn | ||
| c6b5413 | Nick stands up and offers his hand to me. I have no idea what he wants, but what the hell, I take his hand anyway, and he pulls me up on my feet then presses against me for a slow dance and it's like we're in a dream where he's Christopher Plummer and I'm Julie Andrews and we're dancing on the marble floor of an Austrian terrace garden. Somehow my head presses Nick's t-shirt and in this moment I am forgetting about time and Tal because mayb.. | magic love nick-and-norah nick-o-leary norah-silverberg | Rachel Cohn | |
| b8b2d0d | Everyone on this island wants something kept quiet. I want to roar | Rachel Cohn | ||
| c2f2a4e | Jede Nacht ist fur mich ein Song. Jeder Augenblick ist fur mich ein Song. Aber diesmal ist alles anders. Und gleichzeitig spure ich, dass das Leben von uns nicht nur in einem einzigen Song gelebt wird. Wir leben von Lied zu Lied, von Augenblick zu Augenblick, von Akkord zu Akkord. Das Leben ist mehr als der Soundtrack einer Nacht. Es ist ein unendlicher Soundtrack. | music | Rachel Cohn | |
| 5a3cb89 | Did television execs have souls? Now, that was an existential question and a half. | J.R. Ward | ||
| f45e4ea | You don't go after what's mine. Now be a good boy and gut yourself." -Xhex, Lover Mine." | J.R. Ward | ||
| bc32fef | But looking at this closet, so nice and arranged with their crazy lives at rest among these carefully placed clothes and footwear, she felt good about where they were. "Normal" was not a bad things in this lunatic world; it really was. No matter how it happened to be defined." | J.R. Ward | ||
| 7ad182f | Tell me something, boys," he drawled. "Do you wear that leather to turn each other on? I mean, is it a dick thing with you all?" | J.R. Ward | ||
| e8c0dbe | She did nothing to try to control the shakes that rattled her body,and didn't attempt to stop herself from crying. Tears left both of her eyes at the far corners,slipping out and flowing over her temples.Some landed in her ears. Some eased down her neck and were absorbed by the pillow.Others clouded her vision,as if they didn't want to leave home. | xhex black-dagger-brotherhood lover-avenged john | J.R. Ward | |
| 4bcefc9 | Come here. I need to hold on to you." She felt the same way. And when there was no distance between them, it was like coming home." | J.R. Ward | ||
| 0d0bd4a | It...is for me?" "Aye. So what say you, lover mine." | J.R. Ward | ||
| f2aeee8 | When I picked up the bird and felt its light weight in my hands, I realized that carelessness was a form of cruelty. See, I'd always told myself that because I meant no harm, anything that happened wasn't my fault. At that moment, though, I knew I was wrong. If I hadn't given the female my gun, the bird wouldn't have been shot. I was responsible even though I didn't pull the trigger. | responsible guilt | J.R. Ward | |
| e3f9ded | Scratch what I said before. I think I falling in love with you. Right here. Right now. | J.R. Ward | ||
| e3083a5 | You're off the fucking rails, and I'm not having it. Now be a good little sociopath and shut the fuck up while you get taken in for medical treatment." In" -- | J.R. Ward | ||
| d2e2d0d | Amazing, John thought as he stood behind Xhex. If you looked down at your cock and balls and told them that if they behaved badly you would slice them up and bury them in the back yard, they actually listened to you. | lover-mine xhex | J.R. Ward | |
| 42b2e6f | Loneliness was just like winter, he decided. Cold and pervasive, trapping you inside your own head because what was outside was so inhospitable. Was he never going to be warm again? | J.R. Ward | ||
| ebcb694 | That's where you come in. I want into that guy's mind, and you need to tell me how to do it." Ad shrugged. "Personally, I'd just use a hacksaw, but--" "There are potential consequences and side effects," Eddie said carefully. "Like what?" "Well, worst case... he could end up like Adrian." | J.R. Ward |