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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 17f5882 | Gimme an honest frown over a false smile, any day. | smile | Gregory David Roberts | |
| cb90c78 | People haven't stopped believing in love. They haven't stopped wanting to be in love. They just don't believe in a happy ending anymore. They still believe in love, and falling in love, but they know now that... they know that romances almost never end as well as they begin. | Gregory David Roberts | ||
| a36de59 | I know now that it's the sweet, sweating smell of hope, which is opposite of hate; and it's the sour, stifled smell of greed, which is the opposite of love. | life-in-city mumbai | Gregory David Roberts | |
| 4841490 | None of us lie or guard our secrets when we sing, and India is a nation of singers whose first love is the kind of song we turn to when crying just isn't enough. | Gregory David Roberts | ||
| 3f33e07 | When the heart has its moment of truth & sorrow, the soul can't be stilled. | Gregory David Roberts | ||
| 3075860 | Because Spanish is a feeling-based language that comes first from the heart, just as English is a thinking-based language that comes first from the head. | Victor Villaseñor | ||
| dc379eb | Perhaps the best god would be like a woman, because only women really knew how to forgive. | Rudolfo Anaya | ||
| d560208 | Two men who had never seen each other before and would not likely see each other again. But their sincerity and sweetness, their sharing an instant in a fleeting life. It was almost as if a secret had passed between them. Was this some kind of love? I wanted to follow them, to touch them, to tell them of my happiness. I wanted to whisper to them: 'This is it. This is it'"." | religion science-fiction universe | Alan Lightman | |
| f1527e2 | Well-being and need are purely relative concepts. There is no such thing as poverty in itself, suffering in itself, unhappiness in itself. All is relative. | Alan Lightman | ||
| aa01109 | Yet the time-deaf are unable to speak what they know. For speech needs a sequence of words, spoken in time. | Alan Lightman | ||
| 6ae6eca | When he'd watched her in the past, he hadn't understood why she would wear such conservative tops, then such provocative skirts. Yes, they went past her knees, but they also stretched so enticingly over her ass. He'd finally figured it out. Holly didn't realize how those expensive materials molded over her generous curves. Cade knew females liked to ask, "Does my ass look big in this?" But considering Holly as an example, he'd begun to susp.. | Kresley Cole | ||
| dc7337a | Joules cackled with delight. "And I've still got time to moon her. You think me arse'll show up on her infrared?" The streetwise bruiser was back." | Kresley Cole | ||
| 5e19c9d | A woman who likes her whisky," he said while refilling her glass. "Careful that you doona steal my heart, Annalia." "It figures that the one requirement you'd have for your woman is 'whisky drinker.'" "Aye, but that's only after 'walks upright." | Kresley Cole | ||
| 195f0a5 | Death wants to gank me? Must me Tuesday. | Kresley Cole | ||
| c745eb3 | You wouldn't recognize a good thing if it was spanking your ass. | lol rydstrom | Kresley Cole | |
| de85e07 | The female asked him, "Have you ever been bait? Well, besides jailbait. Rowr." "I can't say that I have, ma'am." Texan accent?" | Kresley Cole | ||
| c83d922 | I'll consider myself lucky, my elusive girl, once you consider yourself taken. Every man has a weakness; you are mine. I've accepted that. Now you must accept me. | Kresley Cole | ||
| 3fc77ed | My Bride by fate, my wife by choice... - Conrad Wroth | Kresley Cole | ||
| 30c2ed5 | I want to protect you. I want to spoil you. I want to have children with you and spoil them too. I want to grow old with you. And at the end of our lives, you will have no doubt you were loved and adored by me for every second. | Kresley Cole | ||
| cd03a5c | Maybe when we got up on the bridge I'd jump, Last of the Mohicans their asses! | Kresley Cole | ||
| 8e7e574 | It's not if you castrate an entire Roman legion, it's if they believe you did. Perception is everything. | Kresley Cole | ||
| 76986a8 | Lanthe, when we get older, you're going to be mine." She blinked up at him from a garland she'd been braiding. "How can I be yours when I'm my own?" | Kresley Cole | ||
| f9b835a | Ultimately, the blame for hurting you goes to your ex-fiance. He didn't appreciate what he had," Dmitri grated. "So yes, I made him my mark, because you deserve a faithful husband. And unlike him, I can keep my eyes on the queen!" Oh." | Kresley Cole | ||
| d727b39 | Her. My mate. She's near . . . . She was downwind but close enough that he detected her. He didn't know what she looked like, what her name was, or even her species. Yet he'd been waiting a millennium--his entire existence--for her. His head swung around in the direction of the scent. A small female stood alone off to the side of the field. At his first sight of her, his breath was lost, his Lykae Instinct roaring to life within him. --Your.. | Kresley Cole | ||
| 628bd8e | I didn't steal it--I swear! Oh, as if things never fall into your pocket! | Kresley Cole | ||
| 633980c | I think I can still shoot." Nix said, "Of course you can. Are you fishing for compliments? Fine." As if reciting, she said, "Lucia the Archer, you are the best. You are unmatched in skill, peerless in all of the world--" "Nix! I had sex. Skathi vowed she'd revoke my powers." The soothsayer made a dismissive sound. "Oh, that? She took them back weeks ago." | Kresley Cole | ||
| 870d5f2 | Until someone invented a fang condom, she'd continue stealing from the blood bank. | Kresley Cole | ||
| ae5ad43 | He stalked up to her, yelling, "Do not call me demon!" She forced herself to hold her ground, then repeated his earlier words: "Sensitive about this, creature?" "Demons are savage. Vrekeners have grace and a sacred purpose. We are descended from gods!" "How do you know this?" "From the Tales of Troth--sanctified knowledge passed on from one Vrekener generation to the next for millennia." "I'm going to have to stop you, because you've alread.. | Kresley Cole | ||
| 981c772 | Mortal, if there's one thing I've learned in all my years, it's this: lies are curses you place | Kresley Cole | ||
| 1c0cfd1 | Color tinged his broad cheekbones. "Tonight has boggled my mind. You have boggled my mind." He held my gaze with his own. "Sieva, I am a planet off its axis." I lost myself in his eyes. "I love you too, Aric." The corner of his lips curled. _______________" -- | Kresley Cole | ||
| 7f784f3 | You aren't done with me yet?" He pinned my gaze with his own. With a surprisingly smooth accent, he told me, "Nunca voy a terminar contigo." I'll never be done with you." | Kresley Cole | ||
| dad4a03 | and there comes a time in a woman's life when innocence is merely a euphemism for ignorance. | Kresley Cole | ||
| 0242e1d | Cade soothed as he crept closer to where Holly huddled naked in a corner. ... When he began unbuttoning his shirt to cover her, she gave a cry, and bloody claws swiped out at him. Then she stared in horror at her fingertips. ... When he removed his shirt, she bared her small fangs and hissed, then looked aghast at her reaction. "There, now, a good hiss never hurt anyone." | Kresley Cole | ||
| 1861d29 | Criminals did not have friends. They had associates, suppliers, fences, whores, sugar daddies, enablers, dealers, collaborators, co-conspirators, victims and bosses, any of whom they might rat out and none of whom could be trusted. | Robert Crais | ||
| b41b0e0 | The players are connected. Each player, interpreting the music individually, constantly modulates and is modulated by the others. There is no final or "master" interpretation; the music is collectively created, and every performance is unique. This is Edelman's picture of the brain, as an orchestra, an ensemble, but without a conductor, an orchestra which makes its own music." | Oliver Sacks | ||
| 95c1986 | There is a direct union of oneself with a motorcycle, for it is so geared to one's proprioception, one's movements and postures, that it responds almost like part of one's own body. Bike and rider become a single, indivisible entity; it is very much like riding a horse. A car cannot become part of one in quite the same way. | Oliver Sacks | ||
| fd119b4 | But it must be said from the outset that a disease is never a mere loss or excess-- that there is always a reaction, on the part of the affected organism or individual, to restore, to replace, to compensate for and to preserve its identity, however strange the means may be: and to study or influence these means, no less than the primary insult to the nervous system, is an essential part of our role as physicians. | medical science | Oliver Sacks | |
| 7d9ee40 | Individuality is deeply imbued in us from the very start, at the neuronal level. Even at a motor level, researchers have shown, an infant does not follow a set pattern of learning to walk or how to reach for something. Each baby experiments with different ways of reaching for objects and over the course of several months discovers or selects his own motor solutions. When we try to envisage the neural basis of such individual learning, we mi.. | Oliver Sacks | ||
| 00fc684 | The power of music, narrative and drama is of the greatest practical and theoretical importance. One may see this even in the case of idiots, with IQs below 20 and the extremest motor incompetence and bewilderment. Their uncouth movements may disappear in a moment with music and dancing--suddenly, with music, they know how to move. We see how the retarded, unable to perform fairly simple tasks involving perhaps four or five movements or pro.. | essential music narrative therapy | Oliver Sacks | |
| 6e4a44f | I find my thoughts, increasingly, not on the supernatural or spiritual but on what is meant by living a good and worthwhile life--achieving a sense of peace within oneself. | endd-of-life morality peace | Oliver Sacks | |
| 72117ff | So I'd been called the Barbara Walters of weird shit.There's weird shit and then there's weird shit. | Carrie Vaughn | ||
| 79bbad3 | Stupid, fragile mortals. | Carrie Vaughn | ||
| 19cb550 | One of man's deepest habits is keeping alert for dangers and difficulties, refusing to allow himself to explore his own mind because he daren't take his eyes off the world around him. | Colin Wilson | ||
| 4a95803 | Everyone is familiar with the phenomenon of feeling more or less alive on different days. Everyone knows on any given day that there are energies slumbering in him which the incitements of that day do not call forth, but which he might display if these were greater. Most of us feel as if a sort of cloud weighed upon us, keeping us below our highest notch of clearness in discernment, sureness in reasoning, or firmness in deciding. Compared w.. | intensity-consciousness | Colin Wilson |