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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| b32fa52 | Refusing to be intimidated, after all, didn't mean deliberately asking for trouble. | Timothy Zahn | ||
| af1205a | the best path didn't have to be quick as long as it was correct. | Timothy Zahn | ||
| 7138bc5 | Leadership is a role and a task that should never be aspired to lightly. Neither should loyalty be given without reason. | Timothy Zahn | ||
| 9aa0c7d | Confession, apology, and forgiveness, Aunt Beru had been fond of reminding him, were the tools friends used to break walls down into bridges. | Timothy Zahn | ||
| b774f13 | Concentration, focus, long-term thinking--those are the qualities that separate a warrior from a mere flailing fighter. | Timothy Zahn | ||
| 2c7d90f | He risked a glance at the aft-vision display. The other fighter was coming up fast, with no more than a minute or two separating the two ships. Obviously, the pilot had far more experience with the craft than Luke had. That, or else such a fierce determination to recapture Luke that it completely overrode normal commonsense caution. Either way, it meant Mara Jade. | Timothy Zahn | ||
| f27f61b | Equality is a lie," Bane told her. "A myth to appease the masses. Simply look around and you will see the lie for what it is! There are those with power, those with the strength and will to lead. And there are those meant to follow--those incapable of anything but servitude and a meager, worthless existence. "Equality is a perversion of the natural order!" | Drew Karpyshyn | ||
| 90b2e15 | This is Obi-Wan Kenobi: A phenomenal pilot who doesn't like to fly. A devastating warrior who'd rather not fight. A negotiator without peer who frankly prefers to sit alone in a quiet cave and meditate. | star-wars | Matthew Woodring Stover | |
| 0b119bc | there's no such thing as middle-class. The middle class does not exist. If you believe you are part of the middle class, it just means you're rich and insecure or poor and misinformed. | Chuck Klosterman | ||
| 38d02dc | We're starting to behave as if we've reached the end of human knowledge. And while that notion is undoubtedly false, the sensation of certitude it generates is paralyzing. | knowledge | Chuck Klosterman | |
| eaea86f | Everything (N.W.A.) attempted had to possess criminal undertones. I can only assume they spent hours trying to deduce villainous ways to microwave popcorn (and if they'd succeeded, there would absolutely be a song about it, assumedly titled "Pop Goes the Corn Killa", or "45 Seconds to Bitch Snack")." | Chuck Klosterman | ||
| cd6ef07 | Here's in extreme example: the possibility of life after death. When considered rationally, there is no justification for believing that anything happens to anyone upon the moment of his or her death. There is no reasonable counter to the prospect of nothingness. Any anecdotal story about "floating toward a white light" or Shirley MacClain's past life on Atlantis or the details in Heaven Is for Real or automatically (and justifiably) dismis.. | Chuck Klosterman | ||
| bf5a13c | Let's face it: Sadness and evil are always more believable than happiness and love. When a movie reviewer calls a film "realistic," everyone knows what that means--it means the movie has an unhappy ending." | Chuck Klosterman | ||
| 85ee813 | There are very few Americans who honestly care who Lindsay Lohan is dating. But it's still information they need to have. This is because those people care about something else entirely; they're worried about the possibility of everyone else understanding something that they're missing. | Chuck Klosterman | ||
| 07dac28 | Being a sexual icon is sort of like being the front man for an Orange County punk band: As soon as you can explain why you're necessary, you're over. | Chuck Klosterman | ||
| abd7e64 | Is there anything more attractive than a polite person with limitless self-belief? There is not. | Chuck Klosterman | ||
| 41ca7c9 | The cooking was invigorating, joyous. For Julia, the cooking fulfilled the promises that Le Cordon Bleu had made but never kept. Where Le Cordon Bleu always remained rooted in the dogma of French cuisine, Julia strove to infuse its rigors with new possibilities and pleasures. It must have felt liberating for her to deconstruct Careme and Escoffier, respecting the traditions and technique while correcting the oversight. "To her," as a noted .. | cuisine julia-child recipes | Bob Spitz | |
| a6589df | There hung about her the restrained energy of a whiplash. | Agatha Christie | ||
| 6d224e8 | Well what's in your Amazonian hope chest? | Rachel Cohn | ||
| ca72638 | I am listening and I am listening because what I'm playing isn't something I'm thinking about, it's something I'm feeling all over. | Rachel Cohn | ||
| 46b1378 | Why do adults think every girl who isn't some overachieving nitwit needs to be reassured about her intelligence? Folks, my self-esteem is just fine, thanks. I may not be school smart, and I may do extremely stupid things sometimes, but I know I'm smart. And I'd give me some serious Vegas odds to kick the ass of Sarah Scholar at life-skills moral combat any day. | Rachel Cohn | ||
| ef794f5 | So this chocolate princess. Her knight in shining armor is the Easter Bunny. | Rachel Cohn | ||
| 3094077 | These humans--they are cruel monsters. Liars. Deceitful. For the first time, I want to hurt them the way they hurt me. This is so unfair. My body feels numb, my energy spent, my mind deceived and angry. | humans | Rachel Cohn | |
| 434b70b | The secret tactic of a good hard bargainer is to know when to compromise. | Rachel Cohn David Levithan | ||
| 37697cd | His absence is time gained to spool my un-truths. | Rachel Cohn | ||
| 09dfc9c | People are like that, judging you before they know you. | Rachel Cohn | ||
| 506c6f5 | Cinderella was such a dork. She left behind her glass slipper at the ball and then went right back to her stemonster's house. It seems to me she sho8ld have worn the glass slipper always, to make herself easier to find. I always hoped that after the prince found Cinderella and they rode away in their magnificant carriage, after a few miles she turned to him and said, "Could you drop me off down the road please? Now that I've finally escaped.. | Rachel Cohn | ||
| 5970760 | I mean, like most guys, you carry around this girl in your head, who is exactly who you want her to be. The person you think you will love the most. And every girl you are with gets measured against this girl in your head. So this girl with the red notebook - it makes sense. If you never met her, she never has to get measured. She can be the girl in your head. | Rachel Cohn | ||
| 900d93a | Brassa,' she whispered, 'what is the moon? Why does it grow in the sky?' 'Because the moon is the goddess Tor,' answered Brassa softly, smiling down at Larka, 'looking down on us all. As some say the fury of the sun is the hunter Fenris snarling at the Varg, so they say the moon is the wolf goddess, opening her eyes wider and wider and stroking the world with her kindness. | David Clement-Davies | ||
| 9c24f5d | Our strength must be tested," he whispered, "for us to know it's still there. And I will always be your warrior, Mary mine. Always and forever." | J.R. Ward | ||
| 025e927 | Traditional laws and cultural norms are flimsy mantles of power and influence. Democracy, however, when it is truly exercised, is a stone fortress that cannot be surmounted, blown asunder, or burrowed under. | J.R. Ward | ||
| 749da0b | It felt odd to realize she was frightened more by what he might know, and not of what he might be. | J.R. Ward | ||
| 9b77a04 | And maybe there is greatness waiting for you--if you only get back up on your feet and keep going. | J.R. Ward | ||
| eb54d42 | Rhage exhaled slowly, air easing out of his nose. As he sank into his skin, he reveled in the perfection of peace. The heavenly silence. The great roaring absence. | peace silence | J.R. Ward | |
| c40a49d | Is it my turn yet?" Lassiter asked over the earpiece. "I was born ready for this." | J.R. Ward | ||
| da0a9b6 | Nothing bubbled up from the depths. For once, the present was so alive and captivating that the past was not even an echo or a shadow-she was, in this moment, wiped clean. | j-r-ward lover-reborn | J.R. Ward | |
| 997eaa3 | This was the gift of recovery, he thought. The ability to be here in this moment with the female he loved and be fully aware, fully awake, fully present. Undiluted. | bdb-phury brothers cormia lover-enshrined phury | J.R. Ward | |
| 059a766 | Yeah, we could strap a small car to Lassiter's back and make him run around by the pool-- | J.R. Ward | ||
| 7d49020 | When the coffee had finished brewing, he took the pot out from under, poured the entire sugar bowl into it, and followed that up with as much of the half-and-half as he could fit in. Then he took a test sip. | J.R. Ward | ||
| dca5c59 | She slapped him so fast and so hard,his head actually kicked back on his spine.His first instinct was to bare his fangs and bite her,to punish her,to tantalize himself-because there was no better spice to pleasure than a little pain.Or a lot of it.He righted his head and lowered his lids."That felt good.Do you want to do it again?" | J.R. Ward | ||
| cbd66e9 | Someone put opera on inside the house. Someone changed it to hip-hop, thank God. Someone started a shower. Someone vacuumed. Again. Life. In all its mundane majesty. And you couldn't take advantage of it if you were sitting on your ass in the shadows... whether it was in actuality, or metaphorically because you were trapped in an attic's darkness. | black-dagger-brotherhood inspirational mundane-life phury | J.R. Ward | |
| 60ed377 | I still think that every time I see you, after I've spent some time away from you. Thank God ... he's here. ~ Marissa to Butch | J.R. Ward | ||
| 8402e7e | With a sudden flash of anger, she blurted, "Lash wasn't impotent, all right? He wasn't ... impotent-" The temperature in the room plummeted so fast and so far, her breath came out in clouds. And what she saw in the mirror made her swing around and take a step back from John: His blue eyes glowed with an unholy light and his upper lip curled up to reveal fangs that were sharp and so long they looked like daggers. Objects all around the room .. | xhex | J.R. Ward | |
| 18387cf | Am I going to have to die first before I come here every time? Because no offense, but for fuck's sake, I can just give you a cell phone to call. | J.R. Ward |