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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| a2316a6 | How?" I murmur. It feels as if I am talking in my sleep, floating down a stream of sleep. "How can I conquer the worst fear?" "You just decide," she says simply. "Just decide that you are not going to be a fearful woman and when you come to something that makes you apprehensive, you face it and walk slowly and steadily towards it. And smile." | Philippa Gregory | ||
| a2ce3f2 | He is fragile, like a prince of ice, of glass. | fragility royalty | Philippa Gregory | |
| a8f74de | I cannot know what the future will bring us," he says in a rapid undertone. "I cannot know where you will be given in marriage, nor what life might hold for me. But I can't let you go without telling you--without telling you at least once--that I love you." I snatch a breath at the words. "Woodville--" "I can offer you nothing; I am next to nothing, and you are the greatest lady in France. But I wanted you to know, I love you and I want.. | love richard-woodville | Philippa Gregory | |
| fc6dde9 | She has a smile that grows slowly and then shines, like an angel's smile. | Philippa Gregory | ||
| df8eb03 | It was almost as if the incoming commander-in-chief had some sort of mental health problem. The kind of mental health problem that you would be disturbed to discover in your kid's piano teacher, let alone the president of the United States of America | Al Franken | ||
| b8ab0f1 | Nature had seemed to be closing in on us for a kill, when she suddenly turned her face away and smiled. It was a Mona Lisa smile, the meaning of which no one could figure out. | Richard Preston | ||
| ba0a823 | One room in the hospital had not been cleaned up. No one, not even the nuns, had had the courage to enter the obstetric ward. When Joel Breman and the team went in, they found basins of foul water standing among discarded, bloodstained syringes. The room had been abandoned in the middle of childbirths, where dying mothers had aborted fetuses infected with Ebola. The team had discovered the red chamber of the virus queen at the end of the ea.. | Richard Preston | ||
| 5d5c216 | He saw virus particles shaped like snakes, in negative images. They were white cobras tangled among themselves, like the hair of Medusa. They were the face of nature herself, the obscene goddess revealed naked. This life form thing was breathtakingly beautiful. As he stared at it, he found himself being pulled out of the human world into a world where moral boundaries blur and finally dissolve completely. He was lost in wonder and admiratio.. | Richard Preston | ||
| f5e9b53 | They mean hot like 'I'm too good for you I got my own money don't be frontin' me.' You're more like 'Be my boyfriend I'll make you cookies come meet my dad ' know what I mean | girls humor | Laurie Halse Anderson | |
| d14b6cc | You can't speak up for your right to be silent. That's letting the bad guys win. | Laurie Halse Anderson | ||
| 0059373 | I'm not wearing this!" I shouted. "Wear it or die," Mom shouted back." -- | Laurie Halse Anderson | ||
| d0dc274 | Odysseus had twenty years to shed his battle skin. My grandfather left the battlefield in France and rode home in a ship that crawled across the ocean slowly so he could catch his breath. I get on a plane in hell and get off, hours later, at home. | Laurie Halse Anderson | ||
| 0291cec | Here stands a girl clutching a knife. There is grease on the stove, blood in the air, and angry words piled in the corners. | Laurie Halse Anderson | ||
| 5e545ce | I embarked on a campaign of honey and kindness, which, if you've never tried it, is very hard to do with someone who thinks you are chickenhearted and has in the past called you a poxy sluggard. It is especially hard if every day you are plagued with fear about what might happen next. | humor laurie-halse-anderson name-calling | Laurie Halse Anderson | |
| 3286db9 | I'd given him bits and pieces of my peculiar life, but colored softer and funnier than they had been. I'd painted my dad as Don Quixote in a semi, on a quest for philosophical truths and the best cup of coffee in the nation. | optimism | Laurie Halse Anderson | |
| 4104d0e | The guidance counselor convinces them I need a reward-a chew toy or something. | Laurie Halse Anderson | ||
| a9e530f | No. Absolutely not. I forbid it. You'll have nightmares." "She was my friend! You must allow me. Why are you so horrid?" As soon as the angry words were out of my mouth, I knew I had gone too far. "Matilda!" Mother rose from her chair. "You are forbidden to pseak to me in that tone! Apologize at once." | parents teenagers | Laurie Halse Anderson | |
| 9df566a | I had let down my shields, that was the problem. The crazy inside Dad had infected me, weakened me so that when Finn smiled, I'd been vulnerable. I'd dropped my shields and let myself pretend that somebody like Finn would want to be with somebody like me. | love sad sad-love young-love | Laurie Halse Anderson | |
| 50e2bd4 | My only choice was to fight my way out, even if I didn't think I would make it. | depression-recovery eating-disorder-recovery fight life recovery | Laurie Halse Anderson | |
| 6d50107 | the bird began to carry them to a new life in a new land. We'll be happy ever after, the queen wanted to whisper to her daughter as they flew, but she knew that was not true. Life never is that way. And so instead she held her daughter in silence, heart to heart, and as they traveled each heart drew on the other's strength, so that when they reached their destination they would be ready. | Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni | ||
| ab23ad9 | Each desire in the world is different, as is each love. | Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni | ||
| 5665f99 | She had always been this way: interested-quite unnecessarily, some would say-in the secrets of strangers. When flying, she always chose a window seat so that when the plane took off or landed, she could look down on the tiny houses and imagine the lives of the people who inhabited them. | Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni | ||
| acc1039 | we cannot force ourselves to love--or to withhold it. At best, we can curb our actions. The heart itself is beyond control. That is its power, and its weakness. | Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni | ||
| 32f24e1 | But truth, when it's being lived, is less glamorous than our imaginings. | Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni | ||
| 74550c6 | each person is distinct, separate. That ultimately we are each alone | Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni | ||
| 80ee073 | Isn't that what truth is? The force of a person's believing seeps into those around him--into the very earth and air and water--until there's nothing else. | Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni | ||
| 58c2cbe | Marriage is based on a more enduring kind of love. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| 4e78a6c | He was one of those people who stared at you with a meaningful smile on their face, as if he was somehow intellectually and spiritually superior, when the fact was he was simply socially inept. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| 92a7f4e | Get down,' Bunty says grimly. 'Mummy's thinking.' (Although what Mummy's actually doing is wondering what it would be like if her entire family was wiped out and she could start again.) | Kate Atkinson | ||
| dcf34b5 | Happiness, like life itself, was as fragile as a bird's heartbeat, as fleeting as the bluebells in the wood, but while it lasted, | Kate Atkinson | ||
| ce333e9 | As you got older and time went on, you realized that the distinction between truth and fiction didn't really matter because eventually everything disappeared into the soupy, amnesiac mess of history. Personal or political, it made no difference. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| 03dc39d | Sweet sixteen," Hugh said, kissing her affectionately. "Happy birthday, little bear. Your future's all ahead of you." Ursula still harbored the feeling that some of her future was also behind her but she had learned not to voice such things." | Kate Atkinson | ||
| 8f80842 | Dr. Kellet himself wore a three-piece Harris tweed suit strung with a large gold fob watch. He smelled of cloves and pipe tobacco and had a twinkly look about him as if he were going to toast muffins or read a particularly good story to her, but instead he beamed at Ursula and said, "So, I hear you tried to kill your maid?" (Oh, that's why I'm here, Ursula thought.)" | Kate Atkinson | ||
| 09c14b0 | Jennifer had never liked the pain of remembering what had happened, but for Theo it was the pain that kept Laura alive in his memory. He was afraid that if it ever began to heal she would disappear. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| 70959d0 | Love at first sight, she wrote giddily to Millie. But of course such feelings weren't 'true' love (that was what she would feel for a child one day), merely the false grandeur of madness. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| 2a7531d | This Jackson bloke was the ruddy Scarlet Pimpernel, here, there and everywhere, always one step ahead of Barry. And everywhere he went, women were disappearing. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| 5612510 | Needs must, and so on. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| 123bd66 | you walk into a room and your life ends but you keep on living. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| e309be7 | What about San Francisco?" "What about it?" "Did you like it?" She shrugged. "It was O.K." "Just O.K.?" She laughed. "Good God!" "What?" "You're all alike here." "How so?" he asked. "You demand adoration for the place. You're not happy until swears undying love for every nook and cranny of every precious damn --" "Whoa, missy." "Well, it's true. Can't you just worship it on your own? Do I have to sign an affadavit?" | Armistead Maupin | ||
| 8927f3d | There will be no redemption because the men who run this place do not want redemption. They want to be as near to hell as they can. | hell redemption | Colson Whitehead | |
| 63367d2 | We must believe in our souls that we are somebody, that we are significant, that we are worthful, and we must walk the streets of life every day with this sense of dignity and this sense of somebody-ness. | Colson Whitehead | ||
| 632fbb9 | Who are you after you finish something this magnificent--in constructing it you have also journeyed through it, to the other side. On one end there was who you were before you went underground, and on the other end a new person steps out into the light. The up-top world must be so ordinary compared to the miracle beneath, the miracle you made with your sweat and blood. The secret triumph you keep in your heart. | Colson Whitehead | ||
| 63471a3 | It was easy to root for the winners. No, he liked the punch-drunk ones, half walking at mile twenty-three, tongues flapping like Labradors. Tumbling across the finish line by hook or by crook, feet pounded to bloody meat in their Nikes. The laggards and limpers who weren't running the course but running deep into their character--down into the cave to return to the light with what they found. By the time they got to Columbus Circle, the TV .. | Colson Whitehead | ||
| 892b2e3 | The city knows you better than any living person because it has seen you when you are alone. | Colson Whitehead |