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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 2968435 | I hope to be able to decide for myself - when we turn, is there something shoved inside of us or is it that something inside of us has been released? | Holly Black | ||
| 572b867 | Ben was taking her through the storm of grief. He was singing her through the rage and despair. He was singing her through the terrible loneliness, because there was no way to shut off grief, no way to cast it aside or fight against it. The only way to end grief was to go through it. As she realized that, his song began to change. It grew softer, sweeter, like the morning after a long cry, when your head still hurt but your heart was no lon.. | Holly Black | ||
| ce31374 | I don't imagine myself back in a life like theirs; what I imagine is going over there and scaring them until they cry. I would never, of course. I mean, I don't think I would. | Holly Black | ||
| c09387c | Your family is badass," Sam says. "They set a high bar of badassery." | Holly Black | ||
| 8a6577f | Instead, I try to imagine someone she might fall in love with. Maybe it will be a merrow, and he will give her the gift of breathing underwater and a crown of pearls and take her to his bed under the sea. Actually, that sounds amazing. Maybe I am making all the wrong choices. | Holly Black | ||
| 17f2ec0 | Of course, that was probably a problem with being an Evil Overlord. You didn't regret the right things. | Holly Black | ||
| 98a1f8d | Get down here before you're recognized." "Playing hide-and-seek under the table? Crouching in the dirt? Typical of your kind, but far beneath my dignity." He laughs unsteadily, like he expects I am going to laugh, too. I don't. I ball up my fist and punch him in the stomach, right where I know it will hurt. He staggers to his knees. The goblet drops to the dirt, making a hollow clanking sound. "Ow!" he shouts, and lets me tug him under th.. | jude the-cruel-prince | Holly Black | |
| be9564f | Put your puppet on the throne." said Talathain. "You may make her Queen but she won't be Queen for long." | Holly Black | ||
| ca5c506 | Kiss me until I am sick of it. | Holly Black | ||
| b0b7360 | She fell asleep like a flame being extinguished. | Holly Black | ||
| f19d0f8 | Nice things don't happen in storybooks,' Taryn says. 'Or when they do happen, something bad happens next. Because otherwise the story would be boring, and no one would read it. | fantasy-young-adult holly-black the-cruel-prince | Holly Black | |
| efa1f5e | Go ahead. Insult me." His eyebrows go up. "I don't take commands from mortals," he says with his customary cruel smile." | holly-black jude-duarte prince-cardan the-cruel-prince the-folk-of-the-air | Holly Black | |
| 4690eaa | I want to win. I do not yearn to be their equal. In my heart, I yearn to best them. | Holly Black | ||
| 5236d4b | I do not understand why he likes me, but it is exciting to be liked. | Holly Black | ||
| e9530da | So I don't want you to feel pressured. Or overpowered. But I do, absolutely, want to kiss you right now. Badly. | Tammara Webber | ||
| 6dc840c | No importaba lo que le sucedia a alguna persona individual, la vida pasaba en otros lugares. La primera vez que Kennedy me beso, estaba a la razon de que al mismo tiempo, otras personas se separaban. Y la noche que Kennedy rompio mi corazon, en algun lugar --tal vez justo alli en mi dormitorio, otras personas se enamoraban. | Tammara Webber | ||
| 5484d96 | I didn't know much about Lucas beyond his striking good looks and his ability to beat the shit out of someone. | Tammara Webber | ||
| b07ec87 | You may be the only one who'll see through all my bullshit and help me try to be something more, something better." I stare at our intertwined hands. "I don't want to help you try to be anything. I want someone who's already something more. On his own. With or without me." | Tammara Webber | ||
| 98b45ac | Or maybe I look in the mirror every day and am scared as shit that I'll see either of my parents looking back at me. | Tammara Webber | ||
| 4bf6dcf | I feel like Alice in Wonderland. Maybe Lewis G Carroll was on drugs too. | drugs high lewis-carroll trip | Beatrice Sparks | |
| 75a533f | Because you are like that sky. Because I feel it so much that it breaks my heart...I love you. | Natsuki Takaya | ||
| 636306a | Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one would have forever to remember each moment of life down to its tiniest component? | Philip Roth | ||
| a7b62ec | What use to skip those two grades in grammar school and get such a jump on everybody else, when the result is to wind up so far behind? | Philip Roth | ||
| 4d6b731 | Too late, but I understand. That we don't perish of understanding everything too late, that is a miracle. But we do perish of that -- of just that. | Philip Roth | ||
| cccd688 | To have enslaved America with this hocuspocus! To have captured the mind of the world's greatest nation without uttering a single word of truth! Oh, the pleasure we must be affording the most malevolent man on earth! Philip Roth (2004-09-06T16:00:00+00:00). The plot against America (Kindle Locations 4887-4888). Houghton Mifflin Harcourt. Kindle Edition. | Philip Roth | ||
| a0347ea | I couldn't imagine anything that could have made Coleman more of a mystery to me than this unmasking. Now that I knew everything, it was as though I knew nothing | Philip Roth | ||
| b399b2a | everything you say says either more than you wanted it to say or less than you wanted it to say; and everything you do does either more than you wanted it to do or less than you wanted it to do. | Philip Roth | ||
| d6d2634 | You think I hate men. I guess I do, although some of my best friends...I don't like this position. I mistrust generalized hatred. I feel like one of those twelfth century monks raving on about how evil women are and how they must cover themselves up completely when they go out lest they lead men into evil thoughts. The assumption that the men are the ones who matter, and that the women exist only in relation to them, is so silent and underr.. | Marilyn French | ||
| 839aab8 | It's all embedded, the hours and minutes, words and numbers everywhere, he said, train stations, bus routes, taxi meters, surveillance cameras. It's all about time, dimwit time, inferior time, people checking watches and other devices, other reminders. This is time draining out of our lives. Cities were built to measure time, to remove time from nature. There's an endless counting down, he said. When you strip away all the surfaces, when yo.. | Don DeLillo | ||
| dce3f7c | Women have faith in the mechanics of adjustment. A woman knows how to want something. She'll take chances to secure the future. | Don DeLillo | ||
| 55fc70a | Every act he performed was self-haunted and synthetic. | Don DeLillo | ||
| 1e22aae | The vast and terrible depth." "Of course," he said. "The inexhaustibility." "I understand." "The whole huge nameless thing." "Yes, absolutely." "The massive darkness." "Certainly, certainly." "The whole terrible endless hugeness." "I know exactly what you mean." | fear-of-death mortality the-unknown | Don DeLillo | |
| ab78559 | You live in a tower that soars to heaven and goes unpunished by God. | Don DeLillo | ||
| bd71693 | slightly older men and women, they had professions and soft slacks with knife pleats and a certain ease of bearing and belonging, the package of attitudes and values known as lifestyle | Don DeLillo | ||
| 299b925 | He walked among the bookstore shelves, hearing Muzak in the air. There were rows of handsome covers, prosperous and assured. He felt a fine excitement, hefting a new book, fitting hand over sleek spine, seeing lines of type jitter past his thumb as he let the pages fall. He was a young man, shrewd in his fervors, who knew there were books he wanted to read and others he absolutely had to own, the ones that gesture in special ways, that have.. | bookstores | Don DeLillo | |
| 242f4b9 | Is it very different at home, or on the street, or waiting at the gate to board a flight? I maintain myself on the puppet drug of personal technology. Every touch of a button brings the neural rush of finding something I never knew and never needed to know until it appears at my anxious fingertips, where it remains for a shaky second before disappearing forever. | Don DeLillo | ||
| 0cd5f85 | days like this. i look at you and feel electric. tell me you don't feel it too."_Eric Packer" | don-delillo | Don DeLillo | |
| 946891f | I have only a bare working knowledge of the human brain but it's enough to make me proud to be an American. | Don DeLillo | ||
| d2e8459 | As always when he worked with this much concentration he began to feel a sense of introverting pressure. There was no way out once he was in, no genuine rest, no one to talk to who was capable of understanding the complexity (simplicity) of the problem or the approaches to a tentative solution. There came a time in every prolonged effort when he had a moment of near panic, or "terror in a lonely place," the original semantic content of the .. | art-creation concentration depression despair loneliness mental-health mind obsession thought | Don DeLillo | |
| 1571bd0 | Their bumper sticker read GUN CONTROL IS MIND CONTROL. In situations like this, you want to stick close to people in right-wing fringe groups. | Don DeLillo | ||
| aa37f09 | Say heat. Say wet between my legs. Say legs. Seriously, I want you to. Stockings. Whisper it. The word is meant to be whispered. | sex | Don DeLillo | |
| 297652a | I believe, Jack, there are two kinds of people in the world. Killers and diers. Most of us are diers. We don't have the dispoisiton, the rage or whatever it takes to be a killer. We le death happen. We lie down and die. But think what it's like to be a killer. Think how exciting it is, in theory, to kill a person in direct confrontation. If he dies, you cannot. To kill him is to gain life-credit. The more people you kill, the more credit yo.. | Don DeLillo | ||
| 1b27ded | Vanity is a defensive quality. it contains an element of fear. | Don DeLillo | ||
| 2370a8c | Property is no longer about power, personality and command. It's not about vulgar display or tasteful display. Because it no longer has weight or shape. The only thing that matters is the price you pay. Yourself, Eric, think. What did you buy for your one hundred and four million dollars? Not dozens of rooms, incomparable views, private elevators. Not the rotating bedroom and computerized bed. Not the swimming pool or the shark. Was it air .. | Don DeLillo |