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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| fb6f246 | And this was the end of my first friendship with one of that innumerable company of people who are foreigners in their own country, but who are in reality its finest sons.... | misfit | Maxim Gorky | |
| 7f3be93 | I won't let you go! I love you, Dog!' 'There will be other dogs and friends, and loves' whispered the Dog. 'You have found your family, your heritage, and you have earned a high place in the world. I love you too, but my time with you has passed. | goodbye sad tears | Garth Nix | |
| c49d5ae | VIDEO ARCHIVE- INTERVIEW 24768 . GOLD-EYE I like trees... grass... only birds in sky. People walking safe. Family No Creatures. Sleep all night safe. Walk under sun in own place. Grow plants. Build. Be father with mother. Have Children. A place like Petar told me. Home. After Change goes back... I want home. | safe | Garth Nix | |
| a30ac45 | Wake me when whatever terrible thing is about to happen happens, or if it appears I might get wet. | Garth Nix | ||
| 6acea93 | I have walked in Death to the very precipice of the Ninth Gate," Abhorsen said quietly. "I know the secrets and horrors of the Nine Precincts. I do not know what lies beyond, but everything that lives must go there, in the proper time. That is the rule that governs our work as the Abhorsen, but it also governs us. You are the fifty-third Abhorsen, Sabriel. I have not taught you as well as I should--let this be my final lesson. Everyone and .. | Garth Nix | ||
| a51961d | Nothing happens in my life. Nothing has to happen, she said, for it to be life. | Miriam Toews | ||
| ff371a8 | Apparently she got stranded out at sea again this time. It happens to her every time she goes to an ocean. She just bobs along on her back enjoying the sun and the undulating waves and then gets too far out and can't get back and has to be rescued. She doesn't panic at all, just sort of slowly drifts away from shore and waits to be noticed or missed. Her big thing is going out beyond the wake where it's calm and she can bob in the moonlight.. | Miriam Toews | ||
| b8e588f | I think people have an instinct for a family. You look until you find a mother, a father, a sister, a brother. They don't have to be blood relatives. They just have to love you. And when you find them, you don't have to look anymore. | Nancy Farmer | ||
| 7d5c628 | No kindness is ever wasted, nor can we ever tell how much good may come of it. | wisdom | Nancy Farmer | |
| 6f00d3b | That was the best kind of story: when the teller was as much under its spell as the listener. | Nancy Farmer | ||
| fcd72d5 | He'd heard of this woman. The Dame de Doubtance, they called her: a madwoman and a caster of horoscopes. Gaultier gave her house-room and men and women came to her from all the known world and had their futures foretold--if she felt like it. She had given some help once to Lymond, on her own severe terms, because of a distant link, it was said, with his family. Plainly, a crazy old harridan. But if she was going to tell Lymond he ought to f.. | Dorothy Dunnett | ||
| 0b645b7 | Philippa's letter, from an afflicted conscience, was not very much longer. ... if I don't look for him, no one else will. You know I'm sorry. But I couldn't leave that little thing to wither away by itself Don't be sad. We're all going to come back. And you can teach him Two Legs and I Wot a Tree, and save him the top of the milk for his blackberry pie. He'll never know, if we're quick, that nobody wanted him.... Which had, Kate considered .. | Dorothy Dunnett | ||
| 5640928 | Disdainful of fur and fretful, privately, about the cost of his buttons, Jerott Blyth sat like the born horseman he was, and watched discreetly for trouble. | Dorothy Dunnett | ||
| 7833b6f | Jerott?' Two steps away, Jerott stood perfectly still. 'I hear you.' 'You sound like a schoolmaster,' said Lymond's voice at his ear, with a trace of its usual lightness. 'It doesn't matter. Go on.' Jerott did not move. 'What were you going to say?' 'Something regrettable. I'll say it; and then we can both forget it,' said Lymond. 'You put up with a lot, you know. More than you should. More than other people can be expected to do.... I .. | Dorothy Dunnett | ||
| 7e5e15b | He said, 'You have everything there is of me, save a little I gave to my people. Now you hold that as well.' And last of all, when he had released her and moved to the door, to stand outside where the sky was enclosed with thick hills and dark, heavy forests, he said, because he could not prevent himself, 'When next you stand by the sea, say goodbye for me. | Dorothy Dunnett | ||
| 64de5bc | And deep within him, missing its accustomed tread, his heart paused, and gave one single stroke, as if on an anvil. | Dorothy Dunnett | ||
| 5ec2e21 | Everything is the way it is because we've all agreed that's the way it is. | reality | Charles de Lint | |
| 5c20516 | Sara Kendell once read somewhere that the tale of the world is like a tree. The tale, she understood, did not so much mean the niggling occurrences of daily life. Rather it encompassed the grand stories that caused some change in the world and were remembered in ensuing years as, if not histories, at least folktales and myths. By such reasoning, Winston Churchill could take his place in British folklore alongside the legendary Robin Hood; M.. | Charles de Lint | ||
| e7280e8 | I realize that for all my penchant in believing that there's more to the world than what we can see, that folk tales and fairy tales are based on real, if forgotten events, I never accepted that part of it as being real. | folk-tales | Charles de Lint | |
| 6901220 | Life's an act of magic, too. Claire Hamill sings a line in one of her songs that really sums it up for me: 'If there's no magic, there's no meaning.' Without magic- or call it wonder, mystery, natural wisdom- nothing has any depth. It's all just surface. You know: what you see is what you get. I honestly believe there's more to everything than that, whether it's a Monet hanging in a gallery or some old vagrant sleeping in an alley. | Charles de Lint | ||
| ef7b6db | If you cherish something enough", she told me, "it doesn't matter how old or worn or useless it's become; your caring for it immediately raises its value in somebody else's eyes. It's just like rehab- a body's got to believe in their own worth before anybody can start fixing them, but most people need someone to believe in them before they can start believing in themselves." -- | worth | Charles de Lint | |
| 5af299c | History is furious debate informed by evidence and reason. | James W. Loewen | ||
| b2326cc | We can understand one another; but each one is able to explain only himself. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 47a217b | He saw his daughter as a kind-hearted, dutiful, but vaguely pitiable soul. David, like many people, had made the mistake of confusing 'meek' with 'weak. | Geraldine Brooks | ||
| 3449614 | Does any woman ever count the grains of her harvest and say: Good enough? Or does one always think of what more one might have laid in, had the labor been harder, the ambition more vast, the choices more sage? | inspirational | Geraldine Brooks | |
| 6a7e0ed | I took the T from Logan airport to Harvard Square. I hate driving in Boston. It's the traffic that drives me spare, and the absolutely terrible manners of the motorists. Other New Englanders refer to Massachusetts drivers as "Massholes." | Geraldine Brooks | ||
| c3d5f09 | Sometimes when we think we're protecting ourselves, we're really hurting ourselves. And sometimes the people around us too. | Dale Peck | ||
| 57234e4 | I came back." "Suppose you hadn't?" "I came back! Why can't you understand, instead of thinking as though your brains are made of oak. Athol's son, with his hair and eyes and vision -" "No!" Tristan said sharply. Eliard's fist, raised and knotted, halted in midair. Morgon dropped his face again against his knees. Eliard shut his eyes. "Why do you think I'm so angry?" he whispered. "I know." "Do you? Even - even after six months I still expe.. | Patricia A. McKillip | ||
| af0af85 | Here in Raine, I can walk with the sunlight on my face. I can speak to anyone who speaks to me. I can learn my daughter's language. I can be called the name I was given when I was born. Here I am no longer my own secret. Will you let me stay? | kane | Patricia A. McKillip | |
| 77a079b | The moon grew full, then slowly pared itself down until it shriveled into a ghostly boat riding above the roiling dark. Then it fell out of the sky. They climbed into it, left land behind, and floated out to sea. | Patricia A. McKillip | ||
| 4705943 | Faey lived, for those who knew how to find her, within Ombria's past. Parts of the city's past lay within time's reach, beneath the streets in great old limestone tunnels: the hovels and mansions and sunken river that Ombria shrugged off like a forgotten skin, and buried beneath itself through the centuries. | enchanted-heart faey fantasy page-14 | Patricia A. McKillip | |
| 003e291 | God gives us not only the truth but also the ability to believe it; not only the new thing to see but also the new eye to see it with. | christianity faith god jesus-shock philosophy spirituality theology truth | Peter Kreeft | |
| 344d837 | The rich fop Francis of Assisi was bored all his life--until he fell in love with Christ and gave all his stuff away and became the troubadour of Lady Poverty. | catholicism christ christianity francis-of-assisi jesus-shock lady-poverty philosophy saint-francis st-francis-of-assisi theology troubadour | Peter Kreeft | |
| 92d77ca | Just repeating a statement often and with great vehemence does not make it a fact, and no amount of repetition can make a rational person believe it. | Brian Herbert Kevin Anderson | ||
| 2b39196 | The signature of a truly enviable woman is the tenacity and continuity of her women friends. | Wendy Wasserstein | ||
| e549e98 | Tell me something. Why is everyone so determined to believe Wilton is innocent?" Surprised, Davies said, "He's a war hero isn't he? Admired by the King and a friend of the Prince of Wales. He's visited Sandringham, been received by Queen Mary herself! A man like that doesn't go around killing people!" With a wry downturn of his lips, Rutledge silently asked, How did he win his medals, you fool, if not by being so very damned good at killing.. | Charles Todd | ||
| 79fb297 | Tres vite dans ma vie il a ete trop tard. A dix-huit ans il etait deja trop tard. Entre dix-huit ans et vingt-cinq ans mon visage est parti dans une direction imprevue. A dix-huit ans j'ai vieilli. | Marguerite Duras | ||
| 98bc56a | Isn't it awful what we'll do in this world to feel wanted? | William Goldman | ||
| 510ccfe | You had to admire a guy who called his own new book a classic before it was published and anyone else had a chance to read it. | humor | William Goldman | |
| de18ab5 | I know something you do not know. I am not left-handed either. | William Goldman | ||
| 5d77211 | Groin' is a funny word," Babe said quietly. "I don't know the German for it, but I'm sure you do." He began to talk more quickly then, because he could tell Szell was starting to die. "Oh, maybe you didn't see it in the papers, but they've made this fabulous theological discovery, do you know what they've found? People don't go to heaven or hell, they all go to one spot first, sort of a way station, and that's were things happen, because, y.. | William Goldman | ||
| c4af900 | I'm the Dread Pirate Roberts, but you can call me 'Weasley. | dread-pirate-roberts weasley | William Goldman | |
| 0bbe4a2 | Duhhhhhhh, tanks, Buttercup. | William Goldman | ||
| bae49d6 | How can you even dream I might be teasing? Well, you haven't once said you loved me. That's all you need? Easy. I love you. Okay? Want it louder? I love you. Spell it out, should I? I ell-oh-vee-ee why-oh-you. Want it backward? You love I. You are teasing me now; aren't you? A little maybe | William Goldman |