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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 5ab994f | Gabriel might always have his own best interests at heart, but he expects everyone else to do the same for themselves. To him, we are all the center of our own universes. | good-and-bad-qualities | Kelley Armstrong | |
| 9ec9fed | So you're an angel, fine, that's terrific. Now give me back my shadows. (Uncle Chaim and Aunt Rifke and the Angel) | Peter S. Beagle | ||
| c8b913a | I am infected with life and will die of it in time. | jonathan-rebeck life | Peter S. Beagle | |
| b5fa6b0 | I feel a whole country growing inside me, thousands of years, millions of people, stupid, crazy, shrewd people, and all of them me. I never felt like that before, I never felt that there was anything inside me, even myself. | Peter S. Beagle | ||
| 5f3a5f1 | But I felt them...hungry shadows who knew my name, clawing at my mind and my soul to be let in - and if I let them in there would be nothing left of me but skin; nothing but a shadow inside, like themselves. (By Moonlight) | Peter S. Beagle | ||
| a9ba5ed | You have to be very deep to be dead, he thought, and I'm not. He began to have some concept of forever, and his mind shivered as his body had when he had wakened in the cold nights and thrust his hands between his thighs to keep warm. It will be a long night, he thought. | death forever night | Peter S. Beagle | |
| 78257d7 | You're in the story with the rest of us now, and you must go with it, whether you will or no. | story | Peter S. Beagle | |
| b5cd7f1 | My father hates cats. He says that there is no such thing as a cat -- it is just a shape that all manner of imps, hobs and devilkins like to put on, to gain easy entrance into the homes of men. | Peter S. Beagle | ||
| e934785 | I will kill you if you set me free,' the eyes said. 'Set me free. | free kill | Peter S. Beagle | |
| 1fd1690 | Unicorns know naught of shame, or need, or doubt, or debt; But mortals, as you may have noticed, take what they can get. | schmendrick unicorn wizard | Peter S. Beagle | |
| 7a25083 | Maybe I should go back to teaching school about crazy people instead of being one. (Jim Alvin) | Patricia Briggs | ||
| 8af1adb | there came a point when if a conspiracy was that powerful and subtle it became pointless to worry about it. | Iain M. Banks | ||
| 1d4ac37 | mfyd llSH@ 'n l ydhhb lmr l~ lSf mn Hyn lkhr. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| ff05982 | One should never mistake pattern ... for meaning. | Iain M. Banks | ||
| 8a60608 | They sought to take the unfairness out of existence, to remove the mistakes in the transmitted message of life which gave it any point or advancement... | Iain M. Banks | ||
| 2e64b89 | Does identity matter anyway? I have my doubts. We are what we do, not what we think. Only the interactions count (there is no problem with free will here; that's not incompatible with believing your actions define you). And what is free will anyway? Chance. The random factor. If one is not ultimately predictable, then of course that's all it can be. | Iain M. Banks | ||
| fe90b07 | Thing about emergencies," he said, sounding weary. "Rarely occur when they'd be convenient." | Iain M. Banks | ||
| 413379d | then there's nothing worse I can wish on you than to be exactly the fuckhead you so obviously are. | Iain M. Banks | ||
| c09e777 | its a strange world i mumured more to myself than to the other native soul. the strangest he agreed | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| cbe0dbf | I had some serious problems. My best friend counted me with his enemies. Victoria was still on the loose, putting everyone I loved in danger. If I didn't become a vampire soon, the Volturi would kill me. And now it seemed if I , the Quileute werewolves would try to do the job themselves--along with trying to kill my future familiy. I didn't think they had any chance really, but would my best friend get himself killed in the attempt? Very s.. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| 30391a3 | His gift is slower than Jane's. It creeps. It will touch us in a few seconds. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| d4f5146 | For a second I was just a kid - a kid who had lived all of his life in the same tiny town. Just a child. Because I knew I would have to live a lot more, suffer a lot more, to ever understand the searing agony in Edward's eyes. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| b53027c | Strange world isn't it?" It was a few seconds before I could answer "The strangest," I finally agreed." | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| ca6ffa2 | Despite my best efforts I've seen you naked before - doesn't do much for me so no worries. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| a395072 | Interceded? You threw me to the sharks! | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| b0610d5 | So, how come Jacob Black gets to give you a gift and I don't? Because I have nothing to give back to you. Bella, you give me everything just by breathing. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| 928c19c | I was much more upset by the situation with Jacob than by the possibility of being eaten by a bear. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| 48dfafd | Not as bad! Not as bad! my mind tried to comfort me. It was true. This wasn't as bad. This wasn't the end of the world, not again. This was just the end of what little peace there was left behind. That was all. , I agreed, then added, . | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| 5feec69 | Kim lifted the lid. Inside, on a small pillow covered in white velvet, lay a gold sunburst the size of her thunbnail, hung on a delicate chain. It looked a little like the first spell she had ever cast, a small explosion of light re-created in metal, and she was not really surprised to find the card with the single word "Mairelon" scrawled across it." | Patricia C. Wrede | ||
| 70a45bf | Really, Agatha, you might have told me." "Told you what?" Mairelon said. "That my ward was once a street thief? I didn't think it was a secret." "A street thief?" Letitia wrinkled her nose and looked at Kim with disfavor. "How horrid." "I think it is the most romantic story I have ever heard", Miss Matthews said with conviction." | Patricia C. Wrede | ||
| 7752222 | The Marquis of Harsfield Lord Franton, arrived after you left." Lady Endall said with some satisfaction. "He said he wished to be presented to Kim, and was quite dissapointed to find she was not there." "Harsfield? He must be nearly eighty." Mairelon said, frowning. "What does he want with Kim?" "No, no, Richard, you're thinking of the fourth Marquis of Harsfield," Lady Wendall said. "He died last year; it is the fifth Marquis who was askin.. | Patricia C. Wrede | ||
| eba037e | If you brought me out driving just so you could insult me-" "Oh, not just to insult you." | Patricia C. Wrede | ||
| c7e3788 | After this, anything might happen. Anything at all. - The End | Patricia C. Wrede | ||
| e7a5262 | No matter how good you are at sneaking, you can't ever sneak well enough so that mosquitoes won't find you, and no matter how worried and tense you are, or how hard you are trying to pay attention, you just can't help noticing when a cloud of mosquitoes comes for you like you're their first good meal since last fall. | Patricia C. Wrede | ||
| cfd55d6 | I didn't ask what you'd said about it," the frog snapped. "I asked what you're going to do. Nine times out of ten, talking is a way of avoiding doing things." | Patricia C. Wrede | ||
| 3bb456f | The young man is currently standing in the hallway, dripping on the handmade silk rug that the Emperor of the Indies presented to His Majesty's grandmother. He is insisting on speaking with His Majesty." "It's a very ugly rug," Mendanbar said. "That's why we put it in the entry hall." | humor king mendanbar rug | Patricia C. Wrede | |
| f201328 | Many days later another caravan was passing and a man saw something on top of the highest dune there. And when they went up to see, they found Outka, Mimouna and Aicha; they were still there, lying the same way as when they had gone to sleep. And all three of the glasses,' he held up his own little tea glass, 'were full of sand. That was how they had their tea in the Sahara. | Paul Bowles | ||
| 1f59cd6 | If you could not have freedom you could still have vengeance. | Paul Bowles | ||
| 0037b80 | She reminded me that the world was really one big bee yard, and the same rules worked fine in both places: Don't be afraid, as no life-loving bee wants to sting you. Still, don't be an idiot; wear long sleeves and long pants. Don't swat. Don't even think about swatting. If you feel angry, whistle. Anger agitates, while whistling melts a bee's temper. Act like you know what you're doing, even if you don't. Above all, send the bees love. Ever.. | Sue Monk Kidd | ||
| f0c0e85 | Pure in heart means to be sing-hearted... to will one thing- God. All (Jesus)'s moments flowed from His single-heartedness, from His intimacy with God. That was His core. Christianity is full of paradoxes and this is one of the strangest. When we are centered in God alone, we are able to relate to more of life and the world, and find more meaning in them. In some way a centered life becomes wider and fuller. To form one's life around this s.. | full-life single-hearted | Sue Monk Kidd | |
| 11d89f3 | There is nothing perfect,' August said from the doorway. 'There is only life. | Sue Monk Kidd | ||
| 2b47cee | I wanted to say, Who am I to do this, a woman? But that voice was not mine. It was Father's voice. It was Thomas'. It belonged to Israel, to Catherine, and to Mother. It belonged to the church in Charleston and the Quakers in Philadelphia. It would not, if I could help it, belong to me. | Sue Monk Kidd | ||
| 8f399d6 | He will use the word "love", and the world will not stop spinning but go right on in its courses, like the river, like the bees, like everything." | Sue Monk Kidd | ||
| 1b43138 | You speak as if God was white and Southern! As if we somehow owned his image. You speak like a fool. The Negro is not some other kind of creature than we are. Whiteness is not sacred. It can't on defining everything. | Sue Monk Kidd |