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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 8461428 | Stand and yield," she called out, her voice far steadier than her hands. "For I cannot allow you to pass." Bannor's crooked grin was somehow more intimidating than a snarl. 'Twould have been far easier to despise him if he'd been cursed with horns and a tail instead of twinkling blue eyes and a dimple in his jaw. "What would you have me yield, my lady? My sword or my heart?" -willow&bannor-" | Teresa Medeiros | ||
| 0246796 | They were old, their covers cracked and their bindings frayed, but as far as Gwendolyn was concerned that only made the words cocooned between their musty pages more precious. | Teresa Medeiros | ||
| c29a3d0 | One whose path has taken a new turn is often initially disoriented. But as time passes, and the path continues steadily in its new direction, there is a tendency to believe that it will remain so forever, with no further turns. | star-wars thrawn | Timothy Zahn Star Wars: Thrawn | |
| 5280dc8 | All people have regrets. Warriors are no exceptions. One would hope it was possible to distinguish between events caused by one's carelessness or lack of ability and those caused by circumstances or forces beyond a one's control. But in practice, there is no difference. All forms of regret sear equally into the mind and soul. All forms leave scars of equal bitterness. | star-wars thrawn | Timothy Zahn Star Wars: Thrawn | |
| 8215fe2 | History is on the move, Captain. Those who cannot keep up will be left behind, to watch from a distance. | Timothy Zahn | ||
| 686e73c | Sometimes a commander's decisions must be made without regard for how they will be perceived," Thrawn said. "What matters is that the commander does what is necessary for victory." | Timothy Zahn | ||
| b7c6238 | The dark side is emotion, Bane. Anger, hate, love, lust. These are what make us strong, Peace is a lie. There is only passion. Your passion is still there, Bane. Seek it out. Reclaim it. | dark emotion hate lie love lust peace sith star-wars strong | Drew Karpyshyn | |
| fe4661d | The mind with many secrets can never rest. | Drew Karpyshyn | ||
| 57cd612 | Suffering is the fuel in the engine of civilization." -Vergere" | engine fuel jacen-solo metaphor new-jedi-order new-republic pain post-return-of-the-jedi star-wars suffering the-force traitor vergere yuuzhan-vong | Matthew Woodring Stover | |
| 51769c7 | outlining how certain fans of 'NSYNC like to imagine Justin Timber lake getting fisted by Lance Bass. Glenn Dixon surmised that much of the Contemporary Christian genre is driven by artists who literally want to fuck Jesus Christ. | Chuck Klosterman | ||
| 6d5cdc5 | Toby Keith writes songs like 1993's "Should've Been a Cowboy," and what's compelling is that you can't deconstruct its message. "Should've Been a Cowboy" is not like Bon Jovi's "Wanted Dead or Alive," where Jon Bon Jovi claimed to live like a cowboy; Toby Keith wants to be a cowboy for real." | Chuck Klosterman | ||
| f51e5f3 | The reason behind everything always has to be something else entirely. | Chuck Klosterman | ||
| 4b5f9b7 | Instead, we were given a publication called the Weekly Reader, which was like a newspaper for four-foot illiterates. | Chuck Klosterman | ||
| 15aaa45 | Punk was perfect for lazy people, because anyone could do it--you didn't even need to know how to play your instrument, assuming you knew how to plug it in. There was really no difference between Sid Vicious and anyone in London who owned a bass. | Chuck Klosterman | ||
| 23a5d02 | The last girl I love will be someone I haven't even met yet, probably. | Chuck Klosterman | ||
| b5a7af3 | My feelings about politics and literature and mathematics and the rest of life's minutiae can only be described through a labyrinthine of six-sided questions, but everything that actually matters can be explained by Lindsey fucking Buckingham and Stevie fucking Nicks in four fucking minutes. | Chuck Klosterman | ||
| 013cc94 | When the ceremony was over, everybody felt a great deal better, for it had been a day of fun. They were better able now to see the greenness of the world, the wideness of the sacred day, the colors of the earth, and to set these in their minds. | John G Neihardt | ||
| 0575616 | How could men get fat by being bad and starve by being good? I thought and thought about my vision, and it made me very sad. | John G Neihardt | ||
| 873db08 | The sound of the ocean breaking our silence was like chocolate syrup poured into a glass of milk, dispersing into awkward dark clumps while waiting to be stirred. | Rachel Cohn | ||
| 416ceb9 | Wow. I feel like in this riot of people, I have been kicked in the stomach, but by the giddy police. Forget about the need for oxygen. My mouth wants to go back to the place it just left. | Rachel Cohn | ||
| 029cefd | When the rain falls you just let it fall and you grin like a madman and you dance with it, because if you can make yourself happy in the rain then you're doing pretty alright in life. | rain | Rachel Cohn David Levithan | |
| 4f77d33 | She murmured, in that particular Nancy way of hers that grates most when my inner bitch is aching to be let loose, 'Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning.' My eyes popped open to see her lemon face standing over me. 'SOMEONE,' I hissed, 'HASN'T EVEN WOKEN UP YET. GOD, WHAT IS YOUR ANEURYSM? CAN'T YOU JUST LEAVE ME ALONE? | young-adult | Rachel Cohn | |
| d5a9f78 | I love the way you look when reading a book--content and dreamy, off in another world. | Rachel Cohn | ||
| beace9e | I wanted to like her and I wanted her to like me and that was more want than I had saddled myself with in many a moon. | Rachel Cohn | ||
| d9d18b5 | Can we try to be wise with each other for a very long time? | Rachel Cohn | ||
| 437a91c | I suspected that when something was a beginning and an ending at the same time, that meant it could only exist in the present | Rachel Cohn | ||
| aebc233 | The humans create life, and senselessly cause death. For nothing. | humans life | Rachel Cohn | |
| 5697ab2 | Fuck Tris. I would give body parts to have a guy write something like that for me. My kidney? Oh, both of them? Here, Nick, they're yours--just write more for me. I'll give you a start: boy in punk club asks strange girl to be his girlfriend for five minutes, girl kisses boy, boy kisses back, boy then meets girl--what did you notice about this girl? Nick, let's hear some lyrics. Please? Ready. Set. Go. | Rachel Cohn | ||
| ece731e | Goodwill to all.' I know it's techinically 'goodwill to all men,' but in my mind, I drop the 'men' because that feels segregationist/elitist/sexist/generally bad ist. Goodwill shouldn't be just for men. It should also apply to women and children, and all animals, even the yucky ones like subway rats. I'd even extend the goodwill not just to living creatures but to the dearly departed, and if we include them, we might as well include the und.. | quirky quirky-characters | Rachel Cohn | |
| 838ec7a | My heart literally aches, that shit is not made up. | Rachel Cohn | ||
| a05bd24 | I mean, what if love isn't a yes-or-no question? It's not either you're in love or you're not. I mean, aren't these different levels? And maybe these things, like words and expectations and whatever, don't go on top of the love. Maybe it's like a map, and they have all their own place, and when you see it from the sky - whoa. | Rachel Cohn | ||
| 829c225 | So what do you have to confess now?" I don't know why I'm saying any of this, except that it's the truth. "I'm confessing that I don't know if I'm ready for this." "What is 'this'?" Being open. Being hurt. Liking. Not being liked. Seeing the flicker on. Seeing the flicker off. Leaping. Falling. Crashing." | Rachel Cohn | ||
| 0a1e3e0 | Danger is a state of mind." Farzad informs me. "Conquer it, and you ride heaven." | Rachel Cohn | ||
| 821d611 | Hellaciously Homely. | Rachel Cohn | ||
| bca0cb1 | Souls were the same. They, too, had useless baggage that impeded their proper performance, these annoying, holier-than-thou bits dangling like an appendix waiting for infection. Faith and hope and love...prudence, temperance, justice, and fortitude...all this useless clutter just packed too much damn morality into the heart, getting in the way of the soul's innate desire for malignancy. | J.R. Ward | ||
| 3ca5331 | Ah, yes, the departmental shrink. And in the silence that followed, he knew everyone was waiting for him to groan, but he wasn't a Lethal Weapon wild card, damn it. Yeah. For example, he couldn't dislocate his shoulder, he didn't live on the beach with a dog, and he wasn't rocking a death wish. You're welcome. | J.R. Ward | ||
| 5de8d88 | Later, on the night that she and her beloved were slaughtered, when her eyes latched onto the crawl space where she had hidden their heir, their future, the only thing that was greater than the two of them . . . she would have as her last dying thought that it was all meant to be. Whether the tragedy or the luck, all of it had been predetermined, and it had started here, in this instant, as the King's fingers intertwined with her own and th.. | J.R. Ward | ||
| 0cc27f7 | When he frowned again, she was fairly sure that the nomenclature did not please him, and she found herself wishing she had been birthed to other syllables. | J.R. Ward | ||
| 444887a | How can something so . . . huge happen so fast? | J.R. Ward | ||
| f9b4729 | It's not big," Veck said, "but it's flawless. That was important to me. I wanted to give you something...flawless" | J.R. Ward | ||
| 89da260 | I mean, come on. He's kind of cute, in a Godzilla sort of way. | J.R. Ward | ||
| d19ffbb | Because, hey, nothing says, "I wanna date ya," like grounds for a restraining order." | J.R. Ward | ||
| f8967cf | But come on, like she hadn't seen every aisle in his grocery store already? | J.R. Ward | ||
| 007b619 | Tell me this isn't permanent" "No, you have to give me my weapon back at the end." Har-har, hardy-har-har. "I'm talking to Jim." "No, it's not," the angel answered from out of Veck's mouth. "I can get free as easily as I got in." "You sure about that?" "Nope." "Fabulous." -- | J.R. Ward |