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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| b77ae23 | Yes, of course, the whole idea is utterly inane, but to let its predictable inanities blind you to its truly fabulous and breathtaking aspects is to do both oneself and the genre a disservice. | Alan Moore | ||
| d00ab1c | The real curriculum is punctuality, obedience and the acceptance of monotony, those skills we shall require later in life. Oblique aversion therapy to cure us of our thirst for information, and condition us so that thereafter we forge an association between indolence and pleasure. We confuse rebellion with a hairstyle | Alan Moore | ||
| 51aad31 | Looked at sky through smoke heavy with human fat and God was not there. The cold, suffocating dark goes on forever and we are alone. Live our lives, lacking anything better to do. Devise reason later. Born from oblivion; bear children, hell-bound as ourselves, go into oblivion. There is nothing else. Existence is random. Has no pattern save what we imagine after staring at it for too long. No meaning save what we choose to impose. This rudd.. | Alan Moore | ||
| c516e6a | Jon, wait before leave... I did the right thing didn't I? It all worked out in the end. 'In the end'? Nothing ends Adrian. Nothing ever ends. Jon? Wait! What do you mean by ... | Alan Moore | ||
| aa47a92 | Soon there will be war. Millions will burn. Millions will perish in sickness and misery. Why does one death matter against so many? Because there is good and there is evil, and evil must be punished. Even in the face of Armageddon I shall not compromise in this. But there are so many deserving of retribution ... and there is so little time. | Alan Moore | ||
| 7f61c31 | I am tired of this world, these people. I am tired of being caught in the tangle of their lives. | Alan Moore | ||
| fc4992d | I still can't believe it . . . him comin' here everyday, nobody realizin'. Still, that's life: lotta stuff happens under the waterline. | Alan Moore | ||
| 38896d5 | Reality, at first glance, is a simple thing: the television speaking to you now is real. Your body sunk into that chair in the approach to midnight, a clock ticking at the threshold of awareness. All the endless detail of a solid and material world surrounding you. These things exist. They can be measured with a yardstick, a voltammeter, a weighing scale. These things are real. Then there's the mind, half-focused on the TV, the settee, the .. | inspirational power-of-thoughts | Alan Moore | |
| cf52aec | History is a raw onion sandwich, it just repeats, it burps. We've seen it again and again this year. Same old story, Same old oscillation between tyranny and rebellion, war and peace, prosperity and impoverishment | Julian Barnes | ||
| d60984f | Poets don't run out of material the way novelists do because they don't depend on material in the same way. | Julian Barnes | ||
| 8b2bb94 | It seemed to us philosophically self-evident that suicide was every free person's right: a logical act when faced with illness or senility; a heroic one when faced with torture or the avoidable deaths of others; a glamourous one in the fury of dissappointed love (see: Great Literature). | Julian Barnes | ||
| b5d04b2 | How easy it was to be a Communist when you weren't living under Communism! | Julian Barnes | ||
| cb7bcc5 | The past is a distant, receding coastline, and we are all in the same boat. Along the stern rail there is a line of telescopes; each brings the shore into focus at a given distance. If the boat is becalmed, one of the telescopes will be in continual use; it will seem to tell the whole, the unchanging truth. But this is an illusion; and as the boat sets off again, we return to our normal activity: scurrying from one telescope to another, see.. | past truth | Julian Barnes | |
| ed0bd9e | The main reason I felt foolish and humiliated was because of - what had I called it to myself, only a few days previously? - 'the eternal hopefulness of the human heart'. And before that, 'the attraction of overcoming someone's contempt'. I don't think I normally suffer from vanity, but I'd clearly been more afflicted than I realised. | Julian Barnes | ||
| b3cc41a | Todas as historias de amor sao potenciais historias de dor. Se nao no principio, depois. Se nao para um, para o outro. As vezes para ambos. | Julian Barnes | ||
| 4e775fd | Though I remember, sharply, last things. The last book she read. The last play (and film, and concert, and opera, and art exhibition) that we went to together. The last wine she drank, the last clothes she bought. The last weekend away. The last bed we slept in that wasn't ours. The last this, the last that. The last piece of my writing that made her laugh. The last words she wrote herself; the last time she signed her name. The last piece .. | Julian Barnes | ||
| a0bafdd | Because at some point everyone wants to run away from their life. It's about the only thing human beings have in common | Julian Barnes | ||
| cbfa9c1 | Really, it's not people who don't understand us who drive us nuts--it's when those who shouldn't, . | Pauline Kael | ||
| bb79300 | If you ask for an opinion, expect to receive one, and don't make fun of it. | Suzanne Enoch | ||
| bbede7b | You were small, but far-famed. We were in Oldtown at your birth, and all the city talked of was the monster that had been born to the King's Hand, and what such an omen might foretell for the realm." "Famine, plague, and war, no doubt." Tyrion gave a sour smile. "It's always famine, plague, and war. Oh, and winter, and the long night that never ends." "All that," said Prince Oberyn, "and your father's fall as well. Lord Tywin had made himse.. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| d133915 | We have seven people who knew the skewers were there: the wedding planner, the reception hall manager, the dressmaker, the florist, the veil-maker, the cake-maker, and the caterer. I haven't ruled out the butcher, the baker, and the candlestick maker, either. | Linda Howard | ||
| f690754 | if it comes to a choice between being a good soldier and a good human being -- try to be a good human being"." | Anton Myrer | ||
| c275820 | you can love a person without loving everything about that person. | Mary Higgins Clark | ||
| 04faef7 | The devil never gave a gift for free. | Tananarive Due | ||
| f1e0fcb | She had surrendered her virtue at six-and-ten, to a beautiful blond-haired sailor on a trading galley up from Lys. He only knew six words of the Common Tongue, but "fuck" was one of them--the very word she'd hoped to hear." | humour | George R.R. Martin | |
| 70c1a16 | What fools we were, who thought ourselves so wise! | George R.R. Martin | ||
| d4e105e | Prophecy is like a treacherous woman. She takes your member in her mouth, and you moan with the pleasure of it and think, how sweet, how fine, how good this is... and then her teeth snap shut and your moans turn to screams... Prophecy will bite your prick off everytime, | a-game-of-thrones a-song-of-ice-and-fire epic-fantasy fantasy george-rr-martin grimdark historical-fiction middle-ages political-fiction politics war | George R.R. Martin | |
| fd463fd | Black or red, a dragon is still a dragon." - Illyrio Mopatis" | George R.R. Martin | ||
| d01a73b | Her father said there was no shame in being afraid, only in showing your fear. "All men live with fear," he said." | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 46f3667 | A un sapo le salen alas y ya cree que es un dragon. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| ec56cfd | Stares at dead knight, killed by the Direwolves] Ersen: If he had sounded his horn... Theon: Try and imagine it was you up there, Ersen. Its dark and cold. You have been walking century for hours looking forward to the end of your watch. Then you hear a noise and you move forward to the gate, and suddenly, you see eyes glowing green and gold in the torchlight. Two shadows come rushing toward you faster than you can believe. You catch a .. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 340887b | The night is dark and full of terrors, and so are dreams. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 471eed7 | More details, more devils. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| c571acf | ABNER Marsh had a mind that was not unlike his body. It was big all around, ample in size and capacity, and he crammed all sorts of things into it. It was strong as well; when Abner Marsh took something in his hand it did not easily slip away, and when he took something in his head it was not easily forgotten. He was a powerful man with a powerful brain, but body and mind shared one other trait as well: they were deliberate. Some might even.. | humor | George R.R. Martin | |
| 1ffd941 | I dreamt of a maid at a feast with purple serpents in her hair, venom dripping from their fangs. And later I dreamt that maid again, slaying a savage giant in a castle built of snow. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 2af38ab | Lawless men are everywhere in this dark time, oh, yes. Men with cold steel and colder hearts. - Varys | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 1c60d75 | The longer he lived, the more Tyrion realized that nothing was simple and little was true. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 40d4e3d | Tyrion looked pointedly at his right hand. "Why, I have steel in my hand, Ser Allister, although it appears to be a crab fork. Shall we duel?" He hopped up on his chair and began poking at Thorne's chest with the tiny fork. Roars of laughter filled the tower room. Bits of crab flew from the Lord Commander's mouth as he began to gasp and choke. Even his raven joined in, cawing loudly from above the window. "Duel! Duel! Duel!" | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 65cd532 | I was not born this morning, Lannister." "No, but you're like to die this afternoon." | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 86aec15 | Calm as still water. Strong as a bear. Fierce as a wolverine. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| a7daa60 | George R.R. Martin is not your bitch. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| b4607e4 | Why did you make your people lambs, when the world is full of wolves. | wolves | George R.R. Martin | |
| 109c542 | Tell me that none of this troubles you, Jon...and I'll name you a liar, and know I have the truth of it. Jon drew himself up, taut as a bowstring. And if it did trouble me, what might I do, bastard as I am? What will you do? Mormont asked. Bastard as you are? Be troubled, said Jon, and keep my vows. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 08e39c9 | Well, even if the boy lives, he'll be a cripple, grotesque. Give me a good, clean death any day.'...'Speaking for the grotesques, I'll have to disagree. Death is so final. Whereas life, ah life is so full of possibilities. | George R.R. Martin |