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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| a963087 | It's not an important case, and you'll have to wait, he said. I'm busy. Is there anything else you want to bitch about? - Minias | Kim Harrison | ||
| 6edb7f5 | experience is as to intensity, and not as to duration. | Thomas Hardy | ||
| 661773b | This sort of quiet gazing, which was like a feeding of the heart... | Iris Murdoch | ||
| f77ddc7 | They can't change (...). But I do believe they have a beast within. In some it's buried so deep they'll never feel it; in others it stirs, and if a person can't give it a safe voice it warps and rots and breaks out in evil ways. They may not be able to change, but they still can be the beast of their own nightmares. It's our blessing that we can exorcise those demons. Sometimes it's our curse. | Annette Curtis Klause | ||
| eefd5b4 | I am one of them. I am also Rachel. I am Risika | Amelia Atwater-Rhodes | ||
| defb118 | Every moment of every day, she had fought to keep his face out of her mind, and his voice out of her head, had fought not to hear him say, " " | Amelia Atwater-Rhodes | ||
| 868188b | It doesn't matter what road you take, hill you climb, or path you're on, you will always end up in the same place, learning. -- Ralph Stevenson | Iyanla Vanzant | ||
| a41fccc | Dodge, I'm going to tell you something." "Judging by your tone, you're going to have to kill me after. Frankly, I'd just as soon not known." | dodge | Sandra Brown | |
| b2d2fb1 | Moving between her thighs, he stretched out above her, then thrust into her. Once. Because, as he did everything, he acted without hesitation or apology to claim her entirely. Her eyes went wide and her breath caught. Holding her gaze, he pressed himself deeper, barely easing back before pressing deep again. | Sandra Brown | ||
| 07c5373 | His gut was stitched up good and tight, but that didn't prevent it from flopping. He wiped his damp palms on the legs of his jeans and stood up shakily, leaning heavily on his cane. He called himself a masochist for putting himself through this torture day after day. He braced himself for the disappointment of having to go home alone. He braced himself for happiness like he'd never known in his entire life. He watched the door they would co.. | emotion feelings future happiness hope lethal love sandra-brown | Sandra Brown | |
| 26883ba | You don't have to give me flowers, Coburn. You don't even have to hold me. Let me hold you. - Honor Gillette | Sandra Brown | ||
| bdbaf1f | But I'm not a hearts and flowers guy. I'm not even an all-night guy. I don't hold hands. I don't cuddle. I don't do any of that stuff. - Lee Coburn | Sandra Brown | ||
| 16a481f | More often than not, the things we detest and judge in others are a reflection of the things we cannot accept about ourselves. | Iyanla Vanzant | ||
| 93f42de | Water can be a symbol of purification, to stand naked before someone a sign of truth, of nothing to hide. - Nick Flynn | Nick Flynn | ||
| efe1690 | They thought more before nine a.m. than most people thought all month. I remember once declining cherry pie at dinner, and Rand cocked his head and said, 'Ahh! Iconoclast. Disdains the easy, symbolic patriotism.' And when I tried to laugh it off and said, well, I didn't like cherry cobbler either, Marybeth touched Rand's arm: 'Because of the divorce. All those comfort foods, the desserts a family eats together, those are just bad memories f.. | broken-home cherry-pie childhood childhood-memories divorce funny iconoclast ironic irony logic memories over-thinking patriotism psychologist psychology simplicity symbolism the-mind thoughts | Gillian Flynn | |
| d639324 | I offer Emily half of my hit of acid- Love Saves the Day. It's my second or third time tripping, Emily's first, and she's understandably trepid. Awake all night, at one point I find her touching her reflection in a cruelly lit dorm bathroom, asking if she'll ever be the same. I kiss her then for the first time and whisper, No. | Nick Flynn | ||
| e6760b7 | The one plentiful herds of magazine writers would continue to be culled - by the Internet, by the recession, by the American public, who would rather watch TV or play video games or electronically inform friends that, like, 'rain sucks!' But there's no app for a bourbon buzz on a warm day in a cool, dark bar. The world will always want a drink. | alcohol americans bar bourbon change changes drinking electronic-books electronic-revolution electronic-software electronics new-age recession sarcasm technology the-future the-internet the-past the-public the-recession tv video-games | Gillian Flynn | |
| 63f043a | That night at the Brooklyn party, I was playing the girl who was in style, the girl a man like Nick wants: the Cool Girl. Men always say that as the defining compliment, don't they? She's a cool girl. Being the Cool Girl means I am a hot, brilliant, funny woman who adores football, poker, dirty jokes, and burping, who plays video games, drinks cheap beer, loves threesomes and anal sex, and jams hot dogs and hamburgers into her mouth like sh.. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| fddf4b3 | He wears his cockiness like an ironic T-shirt, but it fits him better. | funny irony manwhore men t-shirt | Gillian Flynn | |
| 95bfcb8 | Ever been in a spelling bee as a kid? That snowy second after the announcement of the word as you sift your brain to see if you can spell it? It was like that, the blank panic. | anxious blank-mind brain forgetting going-blank lost-thoughts panic panic-attack spelling-bee the-human-mind the-mind thinking thoughts | Gillian Flynn | |
| 383a123 | You know how, in court, they talk about the CSI effect? Like, everyone on the jury has watched so much CSI that they believe science can prove anything?" "Yeah." "Well, I think there's an Evil Husband effect. Everyone has seen too many true-crime shows where the husband is always, always the killer, so people automatically assume the husband's the bad guy." | Gillian Flynn | ||
| cd7c35c | I was lying in bed thinking about killing myself, a hobby of mine. Indulgent afternoon daydreaming: A shotgun, my mouth, a bang and my head jerking once, twice, blood on the wall. Spatter, splatter. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| 2f0ad25 | Our kind of love can go into remission, but it's always waiting to return. Like the world sweetest cancer. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| dcd9a40 | I hate people who start conversations with facts - what are you supposed to do with that? Sure is hot today. Yes, it is. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| 0629cfd | The Amy of today was abrasive enough to want to hurt, sometimes. I speak specifically of the Amy of today, who was only remotely like the woman I fell in love with. It had been an awful fairy-tale reverse transformation. Over just a few years, the old Amy, the girl of the big laugh and the east ways, literally shed herself, a pile of skin and soul on the floor, and out stepped this new, brittle, bitter Amy. My wife was no longer my wife but.. | change dangerous love misperception wife | Gillian Flynn | |
| b45bee2 | My brain is so busy with Nick thoughts, it's a swarm inside my head: Nicknicknicknicknick! And when I picture his mind, I hear my name as a shy crystal ping that occurs once, maybe twice, a day and quickly subsides. I just wish he thought about me as much as I do him. Is that wrong? I don't even know anymore. | thoughts | Gillian Flynn | |
| 4021785 | You're a man who cheats on his wife, you can't ever undo that. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| 647c2aa | I would rather be a librarian, but I worry about the job security. Books may be temporary; dicks are forever. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| 846c7ac | Camille, if you could be any fairy-tale person in the world, who would you be?" Amma asked. "Sleeping Beauty." To spend a life in dreams, that sounded too lovely. "I'd be Persephone." "I don't know who that is," I said. Gayla slapped some collards on my plate, and fresh corn. I made myself eat, a kernel at a time, my gag reflex churning with each chew. "She's the Queen of the Dead," Amma beamed. "She was so beautiful, Hades stole her and to.. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| 3d39c87 | To know exactly what I wanted to hear in those notes, to woo me back to her, even to predict all my wrong moves ... the woman knew me cold. Better than anyone in the world, she knew me. All this time I'd thought we were strangers, and it turned out we knew each other intuitively, in our bones, in our blood. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| 5ce3ab9 | It was surprising that you could spend hours in the middle of the night pretending things were OK, and know in thirty seconds of daylight that that simply wasn't so. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| 64788f6 | I suppose it's not a compromise if only one of you considers it such, but that was what our compromises tended to look like. One of us was always angry. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| da616ff | I think of that, too: her mind. Her brain, all those coils, and her thoughts shuttling through those coils like fast, frantic centipedes. Like a child, I picture opening her skull, unspooling her brain and sifting through it, trying to catch and pin down her thoughts. What are you thinking, Amy? The question I've asked most often during our marriage, if not out loud, if not to the person who could answer. I suppose these questions stormclo.. | relationships | Gillian Flynn | |
| 3486e9f | Right now, she had an almost obsessive need to get home, nest up, feel safe. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| c517af9 | I don't get why I need to prove my love to you by remembering the exact same things you do, the exact same way you do. It doesn't mean I don't love our life together. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| d8aca8c | And i was gone. | Alice Sebold | ||
| 3d1cabf | This is the beauty of imagination. An unexpected dead end in one journey is merely an opportunity to set a new course for another. | Sean Patrick | ||
| cb6755a | It's no coincidence that geniuses not only dare to dream of the impossible for their work, but do the same for their lives. They're audacious enough to think that they're not just an ordinary player. | Sean Patrick | ||
| 11d9432 | Tell me what matters," BZ said. Nothing," Maria said." | Joan Didion | ||
| 86f0f0f | I was told that the disorder was not really in my eyes, but in my central nervous system. I might or might not experience symptoms of neural damage all my life. These symptoms, which might or might not appear, might or might not involve my eyes. They might or might not involve my arms or legs, they might or might not be disabling. Their effects might be lessened by cortisone injections, or they might not. It could not be predicted. The cond.. | fear multiple-sclerosis uncertainty | Joan Didion | |
| 16265aa | And except on a certain kind of winter evening--six-thirty in the Seventies, say, already dark and bitter with a wind off the river, when I would be walking very fast toward a bus and would look in the bright windows of brownstones and see cooks working in clean kitchens and and imagine women lighting candles on the floor above and beautiful children being bathed on the floor above that--except on nights like those, I never felt poor; I had.. | new-york nostalgia | Joan Didion | |
| 77f78a3 | Similarly, perhaps it never did snow that August in Vermont; perhaps there never were flurries in the night wind, and maybe no one else felt the ground hardening and summer already dead even as we pretended to bask in it, but that was how it felt to me, and it might as well have snowed, could have snowed, did snow. | Joan Didion | ||
| 90707fa | The notion of general devastation had for Maria a certain sedative effect (the rattlesnake in the playpen, that was different, that was particular, that was punitive), suggested an instant in which all anxieties would be abruptly gratified, and between the earthquake prophecy and the marijuana and the cheerful detachment of the woman whose house was in the Tajunga Wash, she felt a kind of resigned tranquility. | Joan Didion | ||
| ed19962 | The power of grief to derange the mind has in fact been exhaustively noted. | Joan Didion |