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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 16437b7 | Your life is like this snake's coils. No matter how many turns it makes, you'll end up back where you belong. | Maria V. Snyder | ||
| ff60663 | Sneaks, spies, defenders, heroes, masterminds, tenacious bastards - it doesn't matter what you call us. We're the ones who will do whatever it takes to stop those who believe they're entitled to wealth and power at the expense of others." "The family business," Yelena said, smiling." | Maria V. Snyder | ||
| a14c45f | He was the test I hadn't studied for, the quiz I was bound to fail. Out of my depth. | Maria V. Snyder | ||
| ff9d0ec | Whiskey Wendi," Kerrick said. "Oh, yes," Loren said. A slow smile spread on his lips. "That was Grzebien? Wow that was... a wild time." "That was also over a year ago before Estrid and when the Booze Baron ruled the town. Do you really think the people would remember us?" Quain asked. "Whiskey Wendi," Loren repeated, looking at Quain with a gleam in his eyes. "Oh, yeah." Quain grinned. "Yeah, they'd remember." | loren quain whiskey-wendi | Maria V. Snyder | |
| 4f1ef6e | Skewer is just too vague. I think if you say, 'Stand back or I'll stab him in the stomach,' then I have an idea about how serious you are. After all, Leif's stomach is his favorite body part so that's a decent threat. | Maria V. Snyder | ||
| 8a4826a | No one disputes that seeming order can come out of the application of simple rules. But who wrote the rules? | intelligent-design naturalism religious-science-fiction science theism theistic-science-fiction | Robert J. Sawyer | |
| cac3523 | By the time I was old enough to figure out that I was simply introverted, it was a part of my being, the assumption that there is something inherently wrong with me. I wish I could find that little vestige of doubt and remove it. | Susan Cain | ||
| c62d111 | We live with a value system that I call the Extrovert Ideal--the omnipresent belief that the ideal self is gregarious, alpha, and comfortable in the spotlight. | Susan Cain | ||
| 843d5ce | Respect for individual human personality has with us reached its lowest point," observed one intellectual in 1921, "and it is delightfully ironical that no nation is so constantly talking about personality as we are. We actually have schools for 'self-expression' and 'self-development,' although we seem usually to mean the expression and development of a successful real estate agent." | Susan Cain | ||
| bea51a0 | So when introverts assume the observer role, as when they write novels, or contemplate unified field theory- or fall quiet at dinner parties- they're not demonstrating a failure or a lack of energy. They're simply doing what they're constitutionally suited for" (237)." | Susan Cain | ||
| 8deeb55 | the simple act of being interrupted is one of the biggest barriers to productivity...What looks like multitasking is really switching back and forth between multiple tasks, which reduces productivity and increases mistakes by up to 50 percent. | Susan Cain | ||
| 4246107 | I am a horse for a single harness, not cut out for tandem or teamwork ... for well I know that in order to attain any definite goal, it is imperative that one person do the thinking and the commanding. --ALBERT EINSTEIN | Susan Cain | ||
| fd17aa0 | Why Just ask the donkey in me To speak to the donkey in you, When I have so many other beautiful animals And brilliant colored birds inside That are longing to say something wonderful And exciting to your heart? Let's open all the locked doors upon our eyes That keep us from knowing the Intelligence That begets love And a more lively and satisfying conversation With the Friend. Let's turn loose our golden falcons So that they can meet in th.. | Hafez | ||
| 30acb86 | The fervor and single-mindedness of this deification probably have no precedent in history. It's not like Duvalier or Assad passing the torch to the son and heir. It surpasses anything I have read about the Roman or Babylonian or even Pharaonic excesses. An estimated $2.68 was spent on ceremonies and monuments in the aftermath of Kim Il Sung's death. The concept is not that his son is his successor, but that his son is his . North Korea .. | ancient-egypt ancient-rome atheism babylon baekdu-mountain bashar-al-assad china dynasties egypt francois-duvalier hafez-al-assad haiti jean-claude-duvalier joseph-stalin khabarovsk kim-il-sung kim-jong-il kim-jong-suk miraculous-births mount-fuji mythology north-korea reincarnation religion rome russia syria | Christopher Hitchens | |
| 2cffb58 | Our decisions are to a much greater extent dependent on our desire to conform to the standards of our class and environment than we are inclined to admit. A considerable proportion of our reasoning is merely an automatic function, so to speak, of influences and impressions which have become part of us... | Stefan Zweig | ||
| 7b56b3e | But you smiled at me and said consolingly, "People come back again." "Yes" I said, "they come back, but then they have forgotten". There must have been something odd, something passionate in the way I said that to you. For you rose to your feet as well and looked at me, affectionately and very surprised. You took me by the shoulders. "What's good is not forgotten; I will not forget you," you said, and as you did so you gazed intently at me .. | relationships | Stefan Zweig | |
| a3865cb | But I see nothing miraculous about it. Nothing makes one as healthy as happiness, and there is no greater happiness than making someone else happy. | health | Stefan Zweig | |
| 93b088b | Moi qui pour mon malheur ai toujours eu une curiosite passionnee pour les choses de l'esprit... | Stefan Zweig | ||
| 444e00e | I'd wait as long as you needed, as long as Nicole needed. But I know you feel something for me, and I love you, and I've never felt this way about anyone, ever. I want to be with you. I want you to pick me. I know Emma will always be your first love, and that's fine. But don't just...don't just let me go. | Kristan Higgins | ||
| 8796165 | Then before he could break the moment, before he could turn away, I kissed him, and he didn't stop me. Instead, he pushed my hair out of my face, and he kissed me back, gently, sweetly, his hand slipping behind my head, his lips moving just right against mine, smooth and warm. I gripped his shirt and sighed against his mouth, and knew that as long as I lived, this would be the one perfect kiss that I'd remember forever. | Kristan Higgins | ||
| 2a62afa | Why is it that those who want to destroy everything good about their country are the quickest to waive the national flag? | narrowmindedness patriotism | Ken Follett | |
| 9b3a14b | Americans talked about voters the same way Russians talked about Stalin. They had to be obeyed. | leadership popularity statesmanship | Ken Follett | |
| 73a5186 | Do I really look so pathetic to all of you? Like I couldn't possibly meet someone on my own? Half the people in the world are women. Odds are that at least a few of them would be willing to go out with me.' 'Damn right,' Phillip chimes in. 'And it's not like he's been celibate since he moved out. He had sex last night, FYI.' 'Don't help me, Phillip. | Jonathan Tropper | ||
| dc8be3d | If there's a perk to having such a fucked up father, it's that he's in no position to judge. | one-last-thing-before-i-go | Jonathan Tropper | |
| 9526b93 | An old girlfriend is a gun in your belly. It's no longer loaded, so when you see her, all you feel is the hollow mechanical click in your gut, and possibly the ghost of an echo, sense memory from when it used to carry live rounds. Occasionally, though, there's a bullet you missed, lying dormant in its overlooked chamber, and when that trigger gets pulled, the unexpected gunshot is deafening even as the forgotten bullet rips its way through .. | Jonathan Tropper | ||
| 03913fb | she'll cry, and if she does, I probably will, and then she'll have found a way in, and I will not let her pierce my walls in a Trojan horse of sympathy. | Jonathan Tropper | ||
| 5504be0 | Loneliness doesn't exist on any single plane of consciousness. It's generally a low throb, barely audible, like the hum of a Mercedes engine in park, but every so often the demands of the highway call for a burst of acceleration, and the hum becomes a thunderous, elemental roar, and once again you're reminded of what this baby's carrying under the hood. | Jonathan Tropper | ||
| 0b37c68 | Love made us partners in narcissism, and we talked ceaselessly about how close we were, how perfect our connection was, like we were the first people in history to ever get it exactly right. We were that couple for a while, nauseatingly impervious assholes, busy staring into each other's eyes while everyone else was trying to have a good time. When I think about how stupid we were, how obstinately clueless about the realities that awaited u.. | Jonathan Tropper | ||
| 6515778 | A lousy relationship is never better than no relationship at all. | Laura C. Schlessinger | ||
| 2829ca1 | So it is the fear, weakness, selfishness, and cowardice of onlookers that permit evil behavior to persist. | Dr. Laura Schlessinger | ||
| 59abd52 | Here there be monster." Bob whispered, half hysterically. "Run! Run already!" | Jim Butcher | ||
| 6e58ad6 | The words first. Damned near everything begins with words. "I am," I breathed, and suddenly the ice was clear of my mouth. "I am Harry..." I panted, and the pain redoubled. And I laughed. As if some freak who never loved enough to know loss could tell about pain." | Jim Butcher | ||
| 830a992 | as nervous as a bird in a coal mine. | Jim Butcher | ||
| 3518886 | I admit," Morgan said with another withering look, "it's no donut." | humourous | Jim Butcher | |
| 183a096 | We start by sinking a barge," I decided. Then I blinked and looked at the Erlking. "Can we sink a barge?" The shadow-masked Erlking tilted his head slightly to one side, his burning eyes narrowed. "Wizard, please." | jim butcher | ||
| 9548102 | And they have a problem with Dresden, I take it?" Murphy asked. "Wanna kill him or something. I don't know," Thomas said, nodding. "They tried it on Jet Skis earlier today." "Roger Moore Bond villains?" Murphy asked, her tone derisive. "Seriously?" "Be silent, mortal cow," snarled one of the Sidhe. Murphy tracked her eyes calmly over to that one, and she nodded once, as if memorizing something. "Yeah, okay. You." | Jim Butcher | ||
| e277704 | Playing cat and mouse is generally only fun for the cat. | Jim Butcher | ||
| 49a0592 | Form up," I murmured, because it sounded more military and tougher than saying, "You guys go first." | Jim Butcher | ||
| b668173 | That's the worst part about the walking dead... the stains. | Jim Butcher | ||
| 6bba440 | Doesn't matter how pretty you are. What's important is how pretty you feel. No one feels pretty when they hear "no" often enough." | pretty rejection vanity | Jim Butcher | |
| f3c51bf | Now then Captain" He turned back to Grim "Your have questions, I answers, shall we see if they match?" "Please" Grim said "I appear to be your guest, have I you to thank for caring for me?" Ferrus' shoulders sagged in evident disappointment "Oh.... apparently they do not match... I was going to say strawberries!" | inspirational | Jim Butcher | |
| f4e6990 | I'm a disciple of the Tao of Peter Parker, obviously, | humor marvel | Jim Butcher | |
| 1943a43 | Pretty please. With sugar. | Jim Butcher | ||
| 6993f2d | Ah. Medieval-style ransom." Toot looked confused. "He did run some, but I stopped him, my lord. Like, just now. In front of you. Right over there." There were several conspicuous sounds behind me, the loudest from my apprentice, and I turned to eye everyone else. They were all either covering smiles or holding them back-- poorly. "Hey, peanut gallery," I said. "This isn't as easy as I'm making it look." "You're doing fine," Karrin said, he.. | Jim Butcher |