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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 1687101 | So Dorian let his father rage. He sat in on those meetings and shut down his revulsion and horror when his father sent a third minister to the butchering block. For Sorscha, for the promise of keeping her safe, of someday, perhaps, not having to hide what and who he was, he kept on his well-worn mask, offered banal suggestions about what to do regarding Aelin, and pretended. One last time. When Celaena got back, when she returned as she'd s.. | pg496 dorian-havilliard sorscha | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 3ba79cf | So it would be me. Alone. Rhys kissed my brow. "If someone propositions you, tell them we'll both be free in an hour." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 33bdad0 | Then she ripped everything from that well inside her, ripped it out with both hands and her entire raging, hopeless heart. As she fell, hair whipping her face, Celaena thrust her hands toward the skinwalkers. "Surprise," she hissed. The world erupted in blue wildfire." | pg173 | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 37bca75 | What Maeve didn't understand, what she could never understand, was just how much that little princess in Terrasen had damned them a decade ago, even worse than Maeve herself had. She had damned them all, and then left the world to burn into ash and dust. So Celaena turned away from the stars, nestling under the thread-bare blanket against the frigid cold, and closed her eyes, trying to dream of a different world. A world where she was no on.. | stars depression pg65 | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 3d31b06 | Lighting gleamed on the blade, a flicker of quicksilver. For Wesley. For Sam. For Aelin. And for herself. For the child she'd been, for the seventeen-year-old on her Bidding night, for the woman she'd become, her heart in shreds, her invisible wound still bleeding. It was so very easy to sit up and slice the knife across Arobynn's throat. | pg373 | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 6b511c6 | You and I have always relished damning the odds. | rowan | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 6a4050c | I'm trying to understand. How you could come to love a monster." "Why?" Her eyes were blazing as she hissed, "Because it will help me understand how did the same. Is it a sickness?" she demanded, "Is it something broken within you?" | understanding love kingdom-of-ash monster sickness | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 1b71abf | Rhysand laughed--a lover's laugh, low and soft and intimate. "Is that any way to speak to a High Lord of Prythian?" My" | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| aaeebc9 | This would be her first ball where she wasn't there to kill someone. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 60c4382 | The Heart. | Tite Kubo | ||
| c82ad86 | Adding manpower to a late software project, makes it later. | Frederick P. Brooks Jr. | ||
| 92962a5 | As time passes, the system becomes less and less well-ordered. Sooner or later the fixing cease to gain any ground. Each forward step is matched by a backward one. Although in principle usable forever, the system has worn out as a base for progress. ...A brand-new, from-the-ground-up redesign is necessary. | Frederick P. Brooks Jr. | ||
| 5d3478f | A new enterprise awaits. It hangs before you like fruit on a tree. | Julie Powell | ||
| 36de510 | Complexity begets ambiguity, which yields in all ways to prejudice and avarice. Complication does not so much defeat Men as arm them with fancy. | man | R. Scott Bakker | |
| df19328 | You've learned the lesson,' Kellhus had said on one of those rare mornings when he shared her breakfast. 'What lesson might that be?' 'That the lessons never end.' He laughed, gingerly sipped his steaming tea. 'That ignorance is infinite. | R. Scott Bakker | ||
| dce6792 | P.S. I still dunno if it's art. Go to Hell yourself. | Roger Zelazny | ||
| 193e810 | If it will give you any satisfaction in the end, I still care for you. Either there is no such thing as love, or the word does not mean what I have thought it to mean on many different occasions. It is a feeling without a name, really--better to leave it at that. So take it and go away and have your fun with it. You know that we would both be at one another's throats again one day, as soon as we run out of common enemies. We had many fine r.. | hate worship love reconciliation | Roger Zelazny | |
| ab20032 | I would never rest until I held vengeance and the throne within my hand, and good night sweet prince to anybody who stood between me and these things. | Roger Zelazny | ||
| b1a9429 | When inspiration is silent reason tires quickly. | reason | Roger Zelazny | |
| 7de8563 | Before she knew it the afternoon was done, and the trainees were taking their new mounts to the stables for grooming. Daine, Onua, Buri, and Sarge helped then too, though Daine couldn't see how she could ever be comfortable telling a twenty-year-old man he was missing spots on the pony he was grooming. She did try it: "Excuse me, trainee what did you say your name was?" Blue gray eyes twinkled at her over his cream-colored mare's back. "I.. | sarge daine | Tamora Pierce | |
| c32b5bc | You are a bloody-minded savage. I hope you are kidnapped by centaurs. | nealan owen protector-of-the-small page | Tamora Pierce | |
| 5c7c387 | She wanted an extra advantage today, more than she'd had in training with Raoul or knights like Jerel. When the trumpet blared, she told Peachblossom, "Charge." Muscles bunched under her. The gelding flew at his top speed down the dirt lane, hooves thundering in packed dust. For those brief seconds Kel felt like an army of one. She loved no one so much as her horse." | kel kelandry peachblossom squire tilting | Tamora Pierce | |
| be31fe2 | Lokeij whistled. "Make the king's warriors vanish if they come. . . what a deceitful turtledove you are." Aly smiled at the sky. "Oh, don't,"she replied in the tones of a flirtatious court lady. "Stop, I insist. Your flattery makes me blush." | funny | Tamora Pierce | |
| 2c0e3e7 | Then I'll Dog him, and I'll catch him, and I'll cage him again,' I said. 'And again, and again, and again, until his patron tires if him and the Snake tires of me.' 'Or until he kills you,' someone else said. 'Nobody's killing Beka,' Rosto told them, his eyes turned to black stone. | Tamora Pierce | ||
| b5d6f0d | Inside I am a beautiful woman,' Okha said... 'The Trickster tapped me in my mother's womb and placed me in this man's shell. | bloodhound transvestite okha trickster | Tamora Pierce | |
| 39d85f9 | Sir Albert)Howard put it this way:"Artificial manures (synthetic fertilizers)lead inevitably to artificial nutrition, artificial food, artificial animals and finally to artificial men and women." | Michael Pollan | ||
| 9d9083d | It has become much harder, in the past century, to tell where the garden leaves off and pure nature begins. | nature page-xxii | Michael Pollan | |
| 89398ee | The first thing to understand about nutritionism is that it is not the same thing as nutrition. As the "-ism" suggests, it is not a scientific subject but an ideology. Ideologies are ways of organizing large swaths of life and experience under a set of shared but unexamined assumptions. This quality makes an ideology particularly hard to see, at least while it's still exerting its hold on your culture. A reigning ideology is a little like t.. | Michael Pollan | ||
| 0a6fd04 | Memory is the enemy of wonder | present wonder memory | Michael Pollan | |
| 0f7d020 | I've begun to wonder if perhaps these remarkable molecules might be wasted on the young, that they may have more to offer us later in life, after the cement of our mental habits and everyday behaviors has set. Carl Jung once wrote that it is not the young but people in middle age who need to have an "experience of the numinous" to help them negotiate the second half of their lives." -- | Michael Pollan | ||
| 062fd59 | Daydreaming does not enjoy tremendous prestige in our culture, which tends to regard it as unproductive thought. Writers perhaps appreciate its importance better than most, since a fair amount of what they call work consists of little more than daydreaming edited. Yet anyone who reads for pleasure should prize it too, for what is reading a good book but a daydream at second hand? Unlike any other form of thought, daydreaming is its own rewa.. | reading | Michael Pollan | |
| 0c14b43 | Regweld is really a fine wizard," he continued, patting the shoulder again. "And his ideas for crossbreeding a horse and a frog are not without merit; never mind the explosion! Alchemy shops can be replaced!" | fantasy humor icewind-dale r-a-salvatore frog horse wizards | R.A. Salvatore | |
| 6a8d991 | To learn how to use a sword, one must first master when to use a sword. | R.A. Salvatore | ||
| c00cb87 | emotion clouds the rational, and many perspectives guide the full reality. To view current events as a historian is to account for all perspectives, even those of your enemy. It is to know the past and to use such relevant history as a template for expectations. It is, most of all, to force reason ahead of instinct, to refuse to demonize that which you hate, and to, most of all, accept your own fallibility. | R.A. Salvatore | ||
| 14c99c1 | I lay on the bed and lost myself in the stories. I liked that. Books were safer than other people anyway. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| d9405bf | but William felt in his bones that you couldn't run a city on the basis of what the Watch liked. The Watch would probably like it if everyone spent their time indoors, with their hands on the table where people could see them. | terry-pratchett the-truth the-city-watch william-de-worde pratchett | Terry Pratchett | |
| b161581 | There are very few starts. Oh, some things seem to be beginnings. The curtain goes up, the first pawn moves, the first shot is fired - but that's not the start. The play, the game, the war is just a little window on a ribbon of events that may extend back thousands of years. The point is, there's always something before. It's always a case of Now Read On. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 6ba68f2 | Usually he didn't bother the gods, and he hoped the gods wouldn't bother him. Life was quite complicated enough. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| e10efb4 | Sacharissa saw a movement. Boddony had pulled his axe out from under the bench. It was a traditional dwarf axe. One side was a pickaxe, for the extraction of interesting minerals, and the other side was a war axe, because the people who owned the land with the valuable minerals in it can be so unreasonable sometimes. | humourous | Terry Pratchett | |
| dac5ed5 | Where do you think they've gone?' he said. 'Where what?' said Lady Ramkin, temporarily halted. 'The dragons. You know. Errol and his wi - female.' 'Oh, somewhere isolated and rocky, I should imagine,' said Lady Ramkin. 'Favourite country for dragons.' 'But it - she's a magical animal,' said Vimes. 'What'll happen when the magic goes away?' Lady Ramkin gave him a shy smile. 'Most people seem to manage,' she said. She reached across the table.. | ramkin vimes sybil | Terry Pratchett | |
| cdf305c | What's Ephebe like?" said Ptraci. "I've never been there. Apparently it's ruled by a Tyrant." "I hope we don't meet him, then" Teppic shook his head. "It's not like that," he said. "They have a new Tyrant every five years and they do something to him first." He hesitated. "I think they ee-lect him." "Is that something like they do to tomcats and bulls and things?" "Er." "You know. To make them stop fighting and be more peaceful." Teppic win.. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| ffc4f65 | He was trying to conjure up a succubus." It should be impossible to leer when all you've got is a beak, but the parrot managed it. "That's a female demon what comes in the night and makes mad passionate wossn-" "I've heard of them," said Rincewind. "Bloody dangerous things." The parrot put its head on one side. "It never worked. All he ever got was a neuralger." | humor discworld | Terry Pratchett | |
| 583a0fe | A screaming vampire is always the centre of attention. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 0cf3098 | You Bastard was thinking: there seems to be some growing dimensional instability here, swinging from zero to nearly forty-five degrees by the look of it. How interesting. I wonder what's causing it? Let V equal 3. Let Tau equal Chi/4. cudcudcud Let Kappa/y be an Evil-Smelling-Bugger* (* Renowned as the greatest camel mathematician of all time, who invented a math of eight-dimensional space while lying down with his nostrils closed in a viol.. | Terry Pratchett |