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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| d826472 | He was a fine, tall, slim young fellow, with black eyes, and hair as dark as the raven's wing; and his whole appearance bespoke that calmness and resolution peculiar to men accustomed from their cradle to contend with danger. | edmond-dantes sailor | Alexandre Dumas | |
| bc8f03c | But there is this terrible thing in evil thoughts, that evil minds soon grow familiar with them. | Alexandre Dumas | ||
| eda4374 | In this world, all--men, women, and kings--must live for the present. We can only live for the future for God | Alexandre Dumas | ||
| cfa35c4 | D and D: a role-playing game played only by very cool guys. | Frank Portman | ||
| a20eba0 | Unfortunately, the proliferation of choice in our lives robs us of the opportunity to decide for ourselves just how important any given decision is. | Barry Schwartz | ||
| b7e9a1b | How did it happen that now he could see everything so clearly. Something had given him leave to live in the present. Not once in his entire life had he come to rest in the quiet center of himself but had forever cast himself from some dark past he could not remember to a future that did not exist. Not once had he been present for his life. So his life had passed like a dream. Is it possible for people to miss their lives the way one can mis.. | Walker Percy | ||
| 9d3cc08 | Hackberry Holland's greatest fear was his fellow man's propensity to act collectively, in militaristic lockstep, under the banner of God and country. Mobs did not rush across town to do good deeds, and in Hackberry's view, there was no more odious taint on any social or political endeavor than universal approval. | James Lee Burke | ||
| 49ffead | How do you caution a fawn about a cigarette a motorist has just flipped from his car window into a patch of yellow grass, or tell a sparrow that winged creatures eventually plummet to earth? | James Lee Burke | ||
| e098698 | there is a French version of the story, and a true one. | Stephen Clarke | ||
| 1d1d273 | rsty adm bhtr st dl ddh bshd y dl dr? gr khlstrwl tn bly shshSd st, hych khdm. lbth mrdm z `shq, `shq rmntykh st, `shq byn zn w mrd, nh byn mdr w frznd, y psr bchh w sgsh, y byn dw sr pyshkhdmt. nkhth y shgft awr yn khh wqty khsy `shq st, wyr awz khwndn drd. byd bh hr qymty shdh drbrbr yn khshsh mqwmt khnd. hmchnyn mrqb bshd khh Hrf hy `shqnh sh twsT jwnn khwn grm bSwrt tSnyf dr nyyd. | Woody Allen | ||
| b7ba0d3 | Real travel is not about the highlights with which you dazzle your friends once you're home. It's about the loneliness, the solitude, the evenings spent by yourself, pining to be somewhere else. Those are the moments of true value. You feel half proud of them and half ashamed and you hold them to your heart. | travel traveler | Tahir Shah | |
| bf0c71f | Previous journeys had taught me the danger of taking too much stuff. | danger journey | Tahir Shah | |
| d1b0a9f | We had the kind of conversations that only great friends can ever share. They were touched with magic. | magic | Tahir Shah | |
| 6a9c05c | My father never told us how the stories worked. He didn't reveal the layers, the nuggets of information, the fragments of truth and fantasy. He didn't need to -- because, given the right conditions, the stories activated, sowing themselves. | storytelling | Tahir Shah | |
| 08af68b | It was easy to be great. Every entertainer has a night when everything is clicking. These nights are accidental and statistical: Like lucky cards in poker, you can count on them occurring over time. What was hard was to be good, consistently good, night after night, no matter what the abominable circumstances. | Steve Martin | ||
| b58e01e | He never complicates a desire by overthinking it, unlike Mirabelle, who spins a cocoon around an idea until it is immobile. | Steve Martin | ||
| 8598425 | I could dream it forever and still not do it, but when the time comes for it to be done, God, I want to be ready for it, to be ready for the moment of convergence between the thing done and the doing of it, between the thing to be made and its maker. At that moment, I am speaking for everyone; I am dreaming for the billions yet to come; I am taking part of us that cannot be understood by God, and letting it bleed from the wrist onto the can.. | Steve Martin | ||
| 4d631e2 | She didn't even finish her last sentence; it just trailed off. I think the subject had changed in her head while her mouth had continued on the old topic, not realizing it was out of supplies. | Steve Martin | ||
| cd4e784 | The Matisse seemed to respond to the decreasing light by increasing its own wattage. Every object in the room was drained of color, but the Matisse stood firm in the de-escalating illumination, its beauty turning functionality inside out, making itself a more practical and useful presence than anything else in sight. | Steve Martin | ||
| 0b1b93e | The reality of life gets in the way and you're hit by the realisation that you can't be all you wanted to be, | Cecelia Ahern | ||
| 27ebcb0 | Love is not a theme. It's an atmosphere, a mood. | Cecelia Ahern | ||
| 8b3de85 | Nothing is impossible, Alex. It was there all the time. I just wasn't reaching out far enough, that's all. Nothing is impossible. Not a bad statement to come from the pen (or rather keyboard!) of a cynic. Thank you for your faith in me, Alex. I would love to return that hug and kisses to you now! but then again, perhaps some things just might be beyond our reach after all. | Cecelia Ahern | ||
| f97b195 | Fairy tales are such evil stories for young children. Every time I'm in a mess I expect a long-haired posh-speaking man to come trotting into my life (on a horse of course, literally trotting himself...) Then you realize you don't want a long-haired posh-speaking man trotting into your life because he's the one who put you in the bloody mess in the first place. | prince-charming | Cecelia Ahern | |
| 642006f | Friends come in all different shapes and sizes... The important thing is not what we look like but the role we play in our best friend's life. Friends choose certain friends because that's the kind of company they are looking for at that specific time, not because they're the correct height, age or have the right hair colour. It's not always the case but often there's a reason why... | Cecelia Ahern | ||
| 18ab423 | Sometimes we prefer to be lost and wandering, sometimes its easier. Sometimes we find our own way out. But regardless, always, we are found. | Cecelia Ahern | ||
| 03f7cbd | Journalism classes teach us that one must extract oneself from the story in order to report without bias, but often we need to be in the story in order to understand, to connect, to help the audience identify or else it has no heart; it could be a robot telling the story, for all anyone cares. | one-hundred-names constance-dubois kitty-logan robot journalism | Cecelia Ahern | |
| 9c964f3 | I've learned that to be courageous is to feel fear within, every step of the way. | Cecelia Ahern | ||
| db8ea52 | Rosie: Sorry about that, Randy Andy here wouldn't let me leave the office. Ruby: Oh he is such a slave driver! You should complain to head office, get the asshole fired. Rosie: He is head office. Ruby: Oh yeah. Rosie: Well in all fairness Ruby, he may be a prick but we did just take a break an hour ago . . . and it was our third one in less than three hours . . . Ruby: You are turning into one of THEM! Rosie: I have a child to feed. Ruby: A.. | Cecelia Ahern | ||
| 306ce0e | Sometomes that's all people ever really need. Just to know. | Cecelia Ahern | ||
| 4acb3d0 | The problem isn't with rock lyrics, it's with the fabric of this society itself. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| c970968 | I imagine having that sixth sense, the certainty that what I'm looking for is within reach, even if it's still hidden. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 3933269 | Nathaniel closes his eyes and jumps, his arms glued to his sides like that fly's. He doesn't try to break his fall, just hits hard, because it hurts less than everything else. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 9120fdc | It just goes to show you: you can put nine thousand miles between you and another person. You can make a vow to never speak his name. You can surgically remove someone from your life. And still, he'll haunt you. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 0693eab | I think about following her, but I want to give Zoe a minute alone with her mother. I want them to have the shift and redistribution of their relationship that I never got to have with my own mom, that acrobatic feat of love where everything is turned upside down and yet they are both still able to keep their balance. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 910aab1 | Reason number 106 why dogs are smarter than humans: once you leave the litter, you sever contact with your mothers. | humour | Jodi Picoult | |
| 4e360f4 | There had been so many easy words between them that Daniel was guilty of nodding every now and then and tuning out the excess. He hadn't known, at the time, that he should have been hoarding these, like bits of sea glass hidden in the pocket of a winter coat to remind him that once it had been summer. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 7020807 | and another claimed it was inherited through a parent who was a carrier of the defective gene. I had always assumed the latter was the case with Claire. After all, surely a child who grew out of grief would be born with a heavy heart. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 6418ec9 | Home is not a place, but rather, the people who love you. | love jodi-picoult | Jodi Picoult | |
| 9de5c55 | But even if every house looked identical-if all the furnishings were the same- it still wouldn't feel like yours. That's because home isn't where you are. It's who you're with. | friends nice home | Jodi Picoult | |
| 64b00fd | A heroin-thin boy with enough rings in his eyebrows to resemble a shower curtain rod... | Jodi Picoult | ||
| cf24cfe | Even though the injury has faded, I still see it the way it was right after the accident: raw and red, a jagged lightning bold splitting the symmetry of my face. In this, I suppose I'm like a girl with an eating disorder, who weighs ninety-eight pounds but sees a fat person staring back at her from the mirror. It isn't even a scar to me, really. It's a map of where my life went wrong. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| a04968c | Religion was supposed to be a blanket drawn up to your chin to keep you warm, a promise that when it came to the end, you wouldn't die alone - but it could just as easily leave you shivering out in the cold, if WHAT you believed became more important than the fact THAT you believed. | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 4194bfe | But what if--" I realize that I don't want him to disappear. I may not fully believe he's real; I may not understand why I can hear him speaking to me--but I sort of like it. I like knowing that of all the people in the world, I'm the only one listening to what he has to say. It makes me feel like we've been destined for each other." | Jodi Picoult | ||
| 9faa007 | A jewel's just a rock put under enormous heat and pressure. | Jodi Picoult |