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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| f43c6c6 | Anger was a fire in a grate, and I'd never had any wood to burn. Until now, it seemed. | Naomi Novik | ||
| c4a1cf5 | I tried to make him a young court-wizard in my mind--he almost looked the part in his fine clothes, pursuing some lovely noblewoman--and there my imagination stumbled. He was a thing of books and alembics to me, library and laboratory. | Naomi Novik | ||
| 41ca9e4 | I missed home like the ache of hunger, something in me left empty. I'd missed it every day since we crossed out of the valley, going over the mountains. Roots--yes. There were roots in my heart, as deep as any corruption could go. | Naomi Novik | ||
| a21cab5 | I didn't properly think about what was happening even as I kissed him back, my laughter spilling into his mouth and making stutters of my kisses. I was still bound up with him, our magic snarled up into great messy tangled knots. I didn't have anything to compare that intimacy to. I'd felt the hot embarrassment of it, but I'd thought of it vaguely like being naked in front of a stranger. I hadn't connected it to sex--sex was poetic referenc.. | sex | Naomi Novik | |
| c59e9d6 | He slept once again in the small tent by his side, even though he thought Temeraire was well over his distress, and was rewarded in the morning by being woken early, Temeraire peering into the tent with one great eye and inquiring if perhaps Laurence would like to go to Dover and arrange for the concert today. "I would like to sleep until a civilized hour, but as that is evidently not to be, perhaps I will ask leave of Lenton to go," Lauren.. | Naomi Novik | ||
| 22938d4 | And listen to me: what you've done here carries power with it, of a different sort. Don't let Solya take all the credit, and don't be shy of using it. | taking-credit | Naomi Novik | |
| 56dee6f | I grabbed back at him just as incautiously with my hand and my magic both, even as he pressed magic on me from his side as well. His breath huffed out sharply, and our workings caught on one another, magic gushing into them. | magic | Naomi Novik | |
| 4e8d33b | I held that last gown of plain undyed wool in my hands, feeling like it was a rope I was clinging to, and then in a burst of defiance I left it on my bead, and pulled myself in the green-and-russet gown. I couldn't fasten the buttons in the back, so I took the long veil from the headdress, wound it twice around my waist and made a knot, just barely good enough to keep the whole thing from falling off me, and marched downstairs to the kitche.. | Naomi Novik | ||
| 7163e0c | There is just this moment. We are not trying to improve or to get anywhere else. | Jon Kabat-Zinn | ||
| 8f3879b | Life only unfolds in moments. The healing power of mindfulness lies in living each of those moments as fully as we can, accepting it as it is as we open to what comes next--in the next moment of now. | Jon Kabat-Zinn | ||
| 86571bd | Core concepts: Human beings all have souls. Souls are software objects. Software is not immortal.] | software soul | Charles Stross | |
| 90e13a5 | Humans are just barely intelligent tool users; Darwinian evolutionary selection stopped when language and tool use converged, leaving the average hairy meme carrier sadly deficient in smarts. | science | Charles Stross | |
| 07d1acc | I spent six hours becoming one with a shrubbery last night. There were three cloudbursts and a rain of small and very confused frogs | humor | Charles Stross | |
| 6942936 | Let's see.' She fiddles with her terminal and the room card reader. 'You're in 403 and 404. Have a nice day.' I hand Persephone the Forbidden Room card and keep Room Not Found for myself. She looks at me oddly. | nerd | Charles Stross | |
| 3b116c2 | I am the Eschaton. I am not your God. I am descended from you, and exist in your future. Thou shalt not violate causality within my historic light cone. Or else. | Charles Stross | ||
| 863b683 | In memory of Terry Pratchett, who showed us all how it's done | Charles Stross | ||
| 2a6ab10 | It is the right of a traveller to vent their frustration at every minor inconvenience by writing of it to their friends. | travel | Susanna Clarke | |
| c3cf71d | O, wherever men of my sort used to go, long ago. Wandering on paths that other men have not seen. Behind the sky. On the other side of the rain. | Susanna Clarke | ||
| 70f3e46 | He came out of nothingness, took form, was loved, was always bound to return to nothingness. | death grief | George Saunders | |
| 4b5ef5f | Oh, the pathos of it! - haggard, drawn into fixed lines of unutterable sadness, with a look of loneliness, as of a soul whose depth of sorrow and bitterness no human sympathy could ever reach. The impression I carried away was that I had seen, not so much the President of the United States, as the saddest man in the world. | George Saunders | ||
| 7aefba7 | We consider speech to be the result of thought (we have a thought, then select a sentence with which to express it), but thought also results from speech (as we grope, in words, toward meaning, we discover what we think). | George Saunders | ||
| d30141d | Tis not too late to seek a newer world. | Richard Flanagan | ||
| ae45ac6 | Men's lives are not progressions, as conventionally rendered in history paintings, nor are they a series of facts that may be enumerated & in their proper order understood. Rather they are a series of transformations, some immediate & shocking, some so slow as to be imperceptible, yet so complete & horrifying that at the end of his life a man may search his memory in vain for a moment of correspondence between his self in his dotage & him i.. | change growth life | Richard Flanagan | |
| 00b158e | Some blows fall too heavy upon those too fragile. | fragile fragility heavy pain weakness | George Saunders | |
| 4cc0355 | Sometimes I think I was better off not knowing any men. I truly had no idea they could be so very stupid." She sighed. "It's quite disappointing, really." | Celeste Bradley | ||
| d726131 | if we define Megaphone as it's clear that a significant and ascendant component of that voice has become bottom-dwelling, shrill, incurious, ranting, and agenda-driven. It strives to antagonize us, make us feel anxious, ineffective, and alone; convince us that the world is full of enemies and of people stupider and less agreeable than ourselves; is dedicated to the idea that, outside the sphere of our immediate experience, the world works.. | George Saunders | ||
| dd35719 | It was around this time that I'd begun trying to perfect the art of fucking with people's minds. I'd figured out that when someone else was hogging the limelight, you could cut him down to size by bringing up a subject he didn't know anything about. If the other person knew a lot about literature, I'd talk about the Velvet Underground; if he knew a lot about rock, I'd talk about Messiaen; if he knew a lot about classical music, I'd talk abo.. | Ryū Murakami | ||
| da00408 | We sat side by side on the swings. The creaking sound they made seemed sexier to me than a Jimi Hendrix guitar solo. | Ryū Murakami | ||
| e7b882b | To distort our faces with joy, or wail and weep with sorrow, or collapse in agony, or wallow in sentimentality - wasn't an inviolable human trait but something we can lose simply by leading dull and dreary lives. 'A rich emotional life,' she'd written, 'is a privilege reserved only for the daring few'. | emotions feelings happiness life living numbness sadness | Ryū Murakami | |
| 0c4236a | So e possivel confiar em alguem quando se acredita no dialogo com essa pessoa. (Miso soup, trad. Jefferson Jose Teixeira, ed. Cia. das Letras, 2005, p. 153) | Ryū Murakami | ||
| eabcb6d | American loneliness is a completely different creature from anything we experience in this country, and it made me glad I was born japanese. | Ryū Murakami | ||
| 52d1da9 | Ponekad je mnogo teze izaci na kraj s gluposcu nego sa svesnim zlom. | Ryū Murakami | ||
| 50842e8 | I've always felt there is something sacred in a piece of paper that travels the earth from hand to hand, head to head, heart to heart. | Robert Michael Pyle | ||
| f3704ca | But I smiled, and smiling was easy, no matter how strange and disorienting the street seemed to be. I was a fugitive. I was a wanted man, a hunted man, with a price on my head. And I was still one step ahead of them. I was free. Every day, when you're on the run, is the whole of your life. Every free minute is a short story with a happy ending. | Gregory David Roberts | ||
| d9314da | In the face of all that is so wrong with the world, the very worst thing you can do is survive. And yet you must survive. It is this dilemma that makes us believe and cling to the lie that we have a soul, and that there is a God who cares about its fate. | Gregory David Roberts | ||
| 903158e | That's how we keep this crazy place together - with the heart. Two hundred fuckin' languages, and a billion people. India is the heart. It's the heart that keeps us together. There's no place with people like my people, Lin. There's no heart like the Indian heart. | Gregory David Roberts | ||
| 055bf47 | Always have the strength to live. Love life, and if despair enters your heart, look for me in the evenings when the wind is gentle and the owls sing in the hills, I shall be with you- | Rudolfo A. Anaya | ||
| 50b6a71 | If time and the passage of events are the same, then time moves barely at all. If time and events are not the same, then it is only people who barely move. If a person holds no ambitions in this world, he suffers unknowingly. If a person holds ambitions, he suffers knowingly, but very slowly. | Alan Lightman | ||
| 1230277 | I'm sorry you want him," Matthew began in a careful tone, as if he was trying very hard to say the exact right thing to me. "I feel your heart--it actually aches. I wish it didn't, Evie. You cannot have him." I glared down at him. "Why would you say that?" "You don't want to be Arcana. But you are." He gazed up at me with those soulful eyes. "Jack's not." "So what are you, like, a card purist or something?" | Kresley Cole | ||
| 8275cb8 | You think I'd stop with a kiss?" "You assume I'd want you to?" | Kresley Cole | ||
| 2d1f144 | What are you grinning about, wife?" I shrugged, all nonchalant. "I like your truck." "Good. Apparently, it's half yours." -- | Kresley Cole | ||
| 3d76f51 | Well I am young." Just as he felt a flicker of ease, she murmured in a sexy voice, "But, baby, I've been busy." | immortals-after-dark mariketa | Kresley Cole | |
| 747b904 | Should I have held them down and poured boiling water over them until they talked? Really, I'd like your expert advice. "Of course not. You would use boiling oil." | Kresley Cole | ||
| b416fc6 | Psst. Minion. I need these laundered. Very little starch. Don't just stand there gawking or you'll anger my good frenemy General Wroth. We're like this. | Kresley Cole |