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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| cd4e1d0 | She wondered why two people who loved each other to the point of stupid managed to aggravate each other as often as they seemed to. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 9a446ab | Marriage is a series of promises. | J.D. Robb | ||
| c8311fb | I'm hungry.' 'Me too.' 'Will you get us something to eat?' 'I suppose I could take a look around. Maybe find a baby bird or a dead squirrel, or something. One word about a quiche, and I'll kill you.' 'While you're up there, try to find some nice, soft grasses we can sit on and be more comfortable.' 'Yes, comrade. ... Here. I found some eggs to suck on.' 'Did you remember to get the grasses?' 'No. I forgot.' 'Are you going to get the grasses.. | humour quiche stupid-stupid-rat-creatures | Jeff Smith | |
| 8ed49bf | It was too hot inside the hospital and the floors squeaked. There was a hand-gel dispenser outside the ward, and a big yellow sign above it read Do Not Drink. Did people actually drink sanitizing hand gel? I supposed they must--hence the sign. Part of me, a very small sliver, briefly considered dipping my head to taste a drop, purely because I'd been ordered not to. No, Eleanor, I told myself. Curb your rebellious tendencies. Stick to tea, .. | Gail Honeyman | ||
| 5e0830b | I have always enjoyed reading, but I've never been sure how to select appropriate material. There are so many books in the world--how do you tell them all apart? How do you know which one will match your tastes and interests? | Gail Honeyman | ||
| e283478 | But as the scissors snip-snapped through her hair and the razor shaved the rest, she realized with a sudden awful panic that she could no longer recall anything from the past. I cannot remember, she whispered to herself. I cannot remember. She's been shorn of memory as brutally as she'd been shorn of her hair, without permission, without reason... Gone, all gone, she thought again wildly, no longer even sure what was gone, what she was mour.. | Jane Yolen | ||
| 109931f | Toward the end of his second decade in the airport, Clark was thinking about how lucky he'd been. Not just the mere fact of survival, which was of course remarkable in and of itself, but to have seen one world end and another begin. And not just to have seen the remembered splendors of the former world, the space shuttles and the electrical grid and the amplified guitars, the computers that could be held in the palm of a hand and the high-s.. | Emily St. John Mandel | ||
| 590b0e0 | You know where I'm from," he said, and she understood what he meant by this. Once we lived on an island in the ocean. Once we took the ferry to go to high school, and at night the sky was brilliant in the absence of all these city lights. Once we paddled canoes to the lighthouse to look at petroglyphs and fished for salmon and walked through deep forests, but all of this was completely unremarkable because everyone else we knew did these th.. | Emily St. John Mandel | ||
| 07134ed | Cold rain, the sidewalk shining, the shhh of car tires on the wet street. Thinking about the terrible gulf of years between eighteen and fifty. | Emily St. John Mandel | ||
| 35afdf4 | I've heard of a dozen prophets over the years. It's not an uncommon occupation. | Emily St. John Mandel | ||
| e0ef660 | standing on a stool on his wondrously functional pre-Libya legs, the bullet that would sever his spinal cord still twenty-five years away but already approaching: a woman giving birth to a child who will someday pull the trigger on a gun, a designer sketching the weapon or its precursor, a dictator making a decision that will spark in the fullness of time into the conflagration that Frank will go overseas to cover for Reuters, the pieces of.. | Emily St. John Mandel | ||
| 52e32d7 | that in itself age doesn't make anyone better or wiser, but only accentuates what they have always been. | Isabel Allende | ||
| 54b7e45 | I brought a picture with me that I had at home, of a girl in a swing with a castle and pretty blue bubbles in the background, to hang in my room, but that nurse here said the girl was naked from the waist up and not appropriate. You know, I've had that picture for fifty years and I never knew she was naked. If you ask me, I don't think the old men they've got here can see well enough to notice that she's bare-breasted. But, this is a Method.. | perception | Fannie Flagg | |
| fd59fd5 | Remember, if people talk about you behind your back, it only means you are two steps ahead of them. | Fannie Flagg | ||
| d55ce1d | In her opinion, Alexander Graham Bell and Clarence Birdseye are the two greatest Americans that ever lived excluding Robert E. Lee. She believes we never lost the War Between the States, that General Lee thought was the butler and just naturally handed him his sword. | robert-e-lee ulysses-s-grant | Fannie Flagg | |
| 1a4d50b | I want him." "I'm sorry?" I peer at her, flicking my mobile open out of habit. "The man I just met. I felt it, right here. The sizzle." She presses her concave stomach. "I want to dance with him." | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| cab64e1 | Just because of that one disastrous blind date she had last year, where the guy turned out to be fifty-nine, not thirty-nine (He claimed it was a typo. Yeah, I'm sure his finger just happened to slip two spaces to the left). | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| ce403d0 | Suddenly I've had enough of all this. I've had enough of being made to feel insecure and paranoid and wondering what's going on | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 9c5b64f | Oh, please. If she's going to use Mr. Darcy to prop up her arguments, I give up. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 128b4c4 | If love is easy, you're not doing it right. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| d174de6 | Six minutes isn't sex," I hear him | nathaniel samantha-sweeting sex | Sophie Kinsella The Undomestic Goddess | |
| 880315d | The atmosphere in the admin department also seemed very false. My suspicions were aroused when two employees spontaneously started singing the Panther Corporation song. I didn't even know there was a Panther Corporation song. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| ee593f8 | Have you ever shaken up a compass and seen the arrow whirling around, trying to find a place to settle?" says Alex abruptly. "Well, that's my brain. It's all over the place." | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 5957978 | Even when you think you have lost yourself, love can still find you. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| d737b94 | The parents are in charge of all the stuff like technology in the house and time on screens and hours on social media, but then their computer goes wrong and they're like a baby, going, "What happened to my document?" "I can't get Facebook." "How do I load a picture? Double-click what? What does that mean?" And we have to sort it out for them." | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| 15bc693 | The only way you can write the truth is to assume that what you set down will never be read. Not by any other person, and not even by yourself at some later date. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| ffd14f3 | The ancestral voices were prophesying war because ancestral voices never shut up, and they hate to be wrong, and war is a sure thing, sooner or later. | prophesy the-blind-assassin war | Margaret Atwood | |
| bda31e0 | Gender roles suck," says Swift Fox. Then you should stop playing them, thinks Toby." | gender-roles manipulation women | Margaret Atwood | |
| 2b5fdd3 | I was taking something away from her, although she didn't know it. I was filching. Never mind that it was something she apparently didn't want or had no use for, had rejected even; still, it was hers, and if I took it away, this mysterious "it" I couldn't quite define." | romance | Margaret Atwood | |
| b820aaf | But unshed tears can turn rancid. So can memory. So can biting your tongue. My bad nights were beginning. I couldn't sleep. | sleep tears | Margaret Atwood | |
| 4d2d2b5 | He has been trying to sing | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 7e8de52 | What restless woman can resist a man with a shovel in one hand and a glowing rose bush in the other, and a moderately crazed glitter in his eyes that might be mistaken for love? | Margaret Atwood | ||
| e7f6eb4 | Nature demands variety, for men. It stands to reason, it's a part of the procreational strategy. It's Nature's Plan. Women know that instinctively. Why did they buy so many different clothes, in the old days? To trick the men into thinking they were several different women. A new one each day. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| a32ec50 | Jimmy had been full of himself back then, thinks Snowman with indulgence and a little envy. He'd been unhappy too, of course. It went without saying, his unhappiness. He'd put a lot of energy into it. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 97f409e | Romantic people are not supposed to laugh, I know that much from looking at the pictures. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 43320f8 | Toast is me. I am toast. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| b590ff6 | She looks like a very young old person, or a very old young person; but then, she's looked that way ever since she was two. | humor | Margaret Atwood | |
| 8f2702a | We should think only beautiful things, as much as we can. There is so much beautiful in the world if you look around. You are only looking at the dirt under your feet, Jimmy. It's not good for you. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 07aeb51 | It's a good excuse, though, orphanhood. It explains everything--every mistake and wrong turn. As Sherlock Holmes declared. She had no mother to advise her. How we long for it, that lack of advice! Imprudence could have been ours. Passionate affairs. Reckless adventures. Of course we're grateful for our stable upbringings, our hordes of informative relatives, our fleece-lined advantages, our lack of dramatic plots. But there's a corner of en.. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 907a8d6 | This puts him in an instructive mood, and I can see he is going to teach me something, which gentlemen are fond of doing. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| da23853 | According to Adam One, the Fall of Man was multidimensional. The ancestral primates fell out of the trees; then they fell from vegetarianism into meat-eating. Then they fell from instinct into reason, and thus into technology; from simple signals into complex grammar, and thus into humanity; from firelessness into fire, and thence into weaponry; and from seasonal mating into an incessant sexual twitching. Then they fell from a joyous life i.. | morality religion | Margaret Atwood | |
| 7d49640 | Why can't I believe? she asked the darkness. Behind her eyelids she saw an animal. It was golden colour, with gentle green eyes and canine teeth, and curly wool instead of fur. It opened its mouth, but it did not speak. Instead, it yawned. It gazed at her. She gazed at it. "You are the effect of a carefully calibrated blend of plant toxins," she told it. Then she fell asleep." | Margaret Atwood | ||
| 32699c0 | Point being that you don't have to get too worked up about us, dear educated minds. You don't have to think of us as real girls, real flesh and blood, real pain, real injustice. That might be too upsetting. Just discard the sordid part. Consider us pure symbol. We're no more real than money. | Margaret Atwood | ||
| ea719c3 | She who pays the undertaker calls the tune. | Margaret Atwood |