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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 8d92ea6 | I would have chosen any other than this for my prison. A rhinoceros is as ugly as a human being, and it too is going to die, but at least it never thinks that it is beautiful. | Peter S. Beagle | ||
| 359c922 | My people are in the world again. No sorrow will live in me as long as that joy--save one, and I thank you for that, too. | Peter S. Beagle | ||
| dd86697 | The magic on you is only magic and will vanish a soon as you are free, but the enchantment of error that you put on me I must wear forever in your eyes. We are not always what we seem, and hardly ever what we dream. | Peter S. Beagle | ||
| 9b41b75 | Be thankful for the people who have stood by you and cheered you on, but don't forget to be thankful for the ones that said it could not be done. Writing a book is no small task and even the skeptics can help you get where you want to be! | ck-webb motivation skeptics supporters writing | CK Webb | |
| 86b11a7 | Don't fucking leave me. Don't break my heart. | T.A. Webb | ||
| f7beb4f | Edward stood, motionless as a statue, just a few feet from the mouth of the alley. His eyes were closed, the rings underneath them deep purple, his arms relaxed at his sides, his palms turned forward. His expression was very peaceful, like he was dreaming pleasant things. The marble skin of his chest was bare--there was a small pile of white fabric at his feet. The light reflecting from the pavement of the square gleamed dimly from his skin.. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| edd3973 | Dishonest people don't believe honest people exist. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| 0ffbfe7 | On Earth one of the things that a large proportion of the locals is most proud of is this wonderful economic system which, with a sureness and certainty so comprehensive one could almost imagine the process bears some relation to their limited and limiting notions of either thermodynamics or God, all food, comfort, energy, shelter, space, fuel and sustenance gravitates naturally and easily away from those who need it most and towards those .. | economics energy food fuel limited limiting shelter space sustenance | Iain M. Banks | |
| fde9602 | We are a race prone to monsters, she thought, and when we produce one we worship it. | leaders monsters | Iain M. Banks | |
| d91a705 | It could all be unreal - how could you ever tell otherwise? You took it on trust, in part because what would be the point of doing anything else? When the fake behaved exactly like the real, why treat it as anything different? You gave it the benefit of the doubt, until something proved otherwise. | reality scepticism virtual-reality | Iain M. Banks | |
| 9cbe81e | and was taken to the Forward Docks and a big, brightly lit hangar, where the Psychopath Class ex-Rapid Offensive Unit Frank Exchange of Views was waiting for her. Ulver laughed. 'It looks,' she snorted, 'like a dildo!' 'That's appropriate,' Churt Lyne said. 'Armed, it can fuck solar systems. | Iain M. Banks | ||
| 2ed84bf | He lay, often, looking at her sleeping face in the new light that fell in through the open walls of the strange house, and he stared at her skin and hair with his mouth open, transfixed by the quick stillness of her, struck dumb with the physical fact of her existence as though she was some careless star-thing that slept on quite unaware of its incandescent power; the casualness and ease with which she slept there amazed him; he couldn't be.. | incandescent-power love shias-engin star-thing | Iain M. Banks | |
| 621d704 | You gave me two alternatives that you could live with, and I chose the one that I could live with. That's how compromise is supposed to work. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| 5585c76 | You don't understand," Mairelon said dully. "Kim doesn't want to marry a toff." Was that what was bothering him? "Well, of all the bacon-brained, sapskulled, squirish, buffle-headed nod cocks!" Kim said with as much indignation as she could muster. "I was talking about the marquis, not about you!" Mairelon's eyes kindled. "Then you would?" "You've whiddled it," Kim informed him. As he kissed her again, she heard Mrs. Lowe murmur, "Mind your.. | love marriage | Patricia C. Wrede | |
| 7a631f1 | Sometimes I couldn't help thinking that the unluckiest thing about being the thirteenth child was having all those older brothers and sisters telling me what to do. | Patricia C. Wrede | ||
| adeeb28 | Four of us,' said Morwen. The cats yowled. 'Yes, I know, and of course you're coming, but you can't carry a bucket of soapy water, so for the purposes of this discussion it doesn't matter,' she told them. The cats gave her an affronted look, turned their backs, and began making indignant little noises at each other. | humor morwen | Patricia C. Wrede | |
| 7eb7c5e | The desert landscape is always at its best in the half-light of dawn or dusk. The sense of distance lacks: a ridge nearby can be a far-off mountain range, each small detail can take on the importance of a major variant on the countryside's repetitious theme. The coming of day promises a change; it is only when the day had fully arrived that the watcher suspects it is the same day returned once again--the same day he has been living for a lo.. | Paul Bowles | ||
| c98f9fa | He did not think of himself as a tourist; he was a traveler. The difference is partly one of time, he would explain. Whereas the tourist generally hurries back home at the end of a few weeks or months, the traveler, belonging no more to one place than to the next, moves slowly, over periods of years, from one part of the earth to another. | Paul Bowles | ||
| 420b11e | Being in love and getting married, now, that's two different things. I was in love once, of course I was. Nobody should go through life without falling in love. But didn't you love him enough to marry him? I loved him enough, I just loved my freedom more. | sue monk kidd | ||
| 71eeaab | Every little thing wants to be loved. | Sue Monk Kidd | ||
| 5fa3b55 | The whole problem with people is they know what matters but they don't choose it. ~Secret Lives of Bees | life life-lessons values-in-life | Sue Monk Kidd | |
| 89872d4 | the time to assert one's right is when it's denied! | Sue Monk Kidd | ||
| 4ad7e0b | As I squatted on the grass at the edge of the woods, the pee felt hot between my legs. I watched in puddle in the dirt, the smell of it rising into the night. There was no difference between my piss and June's. That's what i thought when I looked at the dark circle on the ground. Piss is Piss. | racism | Sue Monk Kidd | |
| 8785565 | A moment of grace. There rose up within me a profound sense of being loved. I felt "gathered together" and encircled by a Presence completely loving, as if I were enveloped by the music of a love song created just for me. It was not overwhelming or even emotional. Just a warm knowing that I was in God's loving embrace...centered and unified there. [Love]encounters cannot be analyzed, only shared. If you take a butterfly, Robert Frost said, .. | Sue Monk Kidd | ||
| 10d9785 | It takes so much energy to keep things at bay. | tired | Sue Monk Kidd | |
| 77c2b3a | When he spoke, the roughness was gone from his voice. "I could tell you I did it. That's what you wanna hear. I could tell you she did it to herself, but both ways I'd be lying. It was you who did it, Lily. You didn't mean it, but it was you." | Sue Monk Kidd | ||
| 75915ff | My aspiration to become a jurist had been laid to rest in the Graveyard of Failed Hopes, an all-female establishment. The sorrow of it had faded, but regret remained, and I'd taken to wondering if the Fates might be kinder to a different girl. | Sue Monk Kidd | ||
| 493054b | I felt someone should personally thank every rock out there for the human misery it had absorbed. We should kiss them one by one & say, we are sorry, but something strong & lasting had to do this for May, & you are the chosen ones. God bless your rock hearts. | Sue Monk Kidd | ||
| f865116 | Sarah was up in her room with her heart broke so bad, Binah said you could hear it jangle when she walked. | Sue Monk Kidd | ||
| c9543bc | There is nothing perfect...there is only life. | Sue Monk Kidd | ||
| c59a502 | CLOV: Do you believe in the life to come? HAMM: Mine was always that. | Samuel Beckett | ||
| a9cfefc | Yes, I feel the moment has come for me to look back, if I can, and take my bearings, if I am to go on. If only I knew what I had been saying. Bah, no need to worry, it can only have been one thing, the same as ever. I have my faults, but changing my tune is not one of them. I have only to go on, as if there was something to be done, something begun, somewhere to go. It all boils down to a question of words, I must not forget this, I have no.. | Samuel Beckett | ||
| a561ca8 | VLADIMIR: Well? Shall we go? ESTRAGON: Yes, let's go. They do not move. | Samuel Beckett | ||
| be4e110 | l'tHdth `n lftr@ 'SbHt fyh sy'lan wtHwlt l~ shy klwWHl . wbl Hzn mfrT lqd `tdt `l~ tHss l'shy w'n jmd lHrk@ . | Samuel Beckett | ||
| 7751fd0 | It is the role of objects to restore silence | Samuel Beckett | ||
| f83931f | s'ftH `yny w'nZr l~ kwm@ mmtlkty lSGyr@ , w'lqy l'wmr lm`td@ l~ jsdy,w'n '`rf ln yTy` , 'tHwl l~ rwHy lmtjhh l~ lhlk. | Samuel Beckett | ||
| 13c024c | What I need now is stories, it took me a long time to know that, and I'm not sure of it. | Samuel Beckett | ||
| 963257d | Of all the laughs that strictly speaking are not laughs, but modes of ululation, only three I think need detain us, I mean the bitter, the hollow and the mirthless. They correspond to successive... how shall I say successive... suc... successive excoriations of the understanding, and the passage from the one to the other is the passage from the lesser to the greater, from the lower to the higher, from the outer to the inner, from the gross .. | Samuel Beckett | ||
| 8aa5608 | fryd hy zdh nshdh | Samuel Beckett | ||
| 1f522f1 | You were given a gift. You were given the chance to see who you were, to learn from mistakes, and to change and grow. Few are granted such insight. | Christie Golden | ||
| 4226d02 | Destruction is easy. But creating something that lasts is a challenge. | Christie Golden | ||
| 31ec37d | What sound was that? I turn away, into the shaking room. What was that sound that came in on the dark? What is this maze of light it leaves us in? What is this stance we take, To turn away and then turn back? What did we hear? | Harold Pinter | ||
| bce5433 | Where you've nothing else, construct ceremonies out of the air, and breathe upon them. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| b77d2fd | He turned and looked at the boy. Standing with his suitcase like an orphan waiting for a bus. | Cormac McCarthy |