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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| fcaf692 | I had never seen so many cute men in one place in my life. But I could tell they were not for me. Russell was like the gay vampire Hugh Hefner, and this was the Playboy Mansion, with an emphasis on the "boy." | russell | Charlaine Harris | |
| c80ab0f | What I think I'll do,' Alcide said, 'is I'll do my best to yank Debbie from my roots. And then I'll turn up at your doorstep, one day when you least expect it, and I'll hope by then you will have given up on your vampire." "And then we'll be happy ever after?" I smiled. He nodded." | Charlaine Harris | ||
| c0191fc | we had sex in every position i could imagine, and some i couldn't. we had sex in every room in my house, and we had sex outdoors. you told me it was the best you'd ever had. | Charlaine Harris | ||
| 25d5443 | But in my book, it was basically bad taste to stare at someone's assets, no matter how much on display they were. | Charlaine Harris | ||
| ffa6592 | Not a creature was stirring, not even an elf. | Charlaine Harris | ||
| 4ebfa57 | What had set the fae world off? I`d never seen one. Now you couldn`t throw a trowel without hitting a fairy. | Charlaine Harris | ||
| 7ef7945 | The night swelled with magic; not the beneficent kind of love-magic that sweeps couples away, but the kind of magic that rips and tears, the enchantment that creeps out of the woods and pounces. | Charlaine Harris | ||
| 1296325 | It's a sad comment on humans that none of them are tolerable to one who can read their minds | Charlaine Harris | ||
| 3ecd89c | Eric had fang showing. "Hello, Eric," Quinn said calmly. His deep voice rumbled along my spine. "Sookie, you look good enough to eat." He smiled at me, and the tremors along my spine spread into another area entirely. I would never have believed that in Eric's presence I could think another man was attractive. I'd have been wrong to think so. "You look very nice, too," I said, trying not to beam like an idiot. It was not cool to drool. Eric.. | quinn sookie-stackhouse | Charlaine Harris | |
| bf87f9c | what she had was hers absolutely, not to be touched by other hands without proper permission being asked and granted. | Charlaine Harris | ||
| e4c1354 | Then was ashamed of myself. I should be happy for what I'd been given. I hoped God hadn't noticed my lapse in appreciation. | Charlaine Harris | ||
| 330f9c4 | Half of me (pathetically) wanted to let him know I'd kept the faith; half of me wanted to get in the toolshed and sharpen me some stakes. | Charlaine Harris | ||
| ffcdf59 | This woman has been mine, and she will be mine' he said, in tones so definite I thought about checking my rear end for a brand | Charlaine Harris | ||
| 8091f92 | I gave myself a mental shake. Snapping out of a slump, that was what today was all about. | Charlaine Harris | ||
| d3e569e | Eric," she said, "maybe someday one of the waitresses will get pregnant, and we can go to a baby shower!" "That would be something to see," said Eric" | Charlaine Harris | ||
| 59b7028 | Maybe she was being so hoity-toity because she didn't have her own fairy godmother. | Charlaine Harris | ||
| b981078 | What would people think?' Jesus said that people think all sorts of things. The human mind is like a cloud of gnats. Constant motion. That's why you have to look at the heart. 'Oh,' said Grandpa. | humor inspiration jesus | Garrison Keillor | |
| 9be54f2 | That's what happens when you're angry at people. You make them part of your life." --Garrison Keillor In" | Gavin de Becker | ||
| 14b15c7 | I longed for the pitter-patter of little feet, so I got a dog. It's cheaper, and you get more feet. | Garrison Keillor | ||
| b7eb3d2 | Three people were going to the guillotine. The first was a lawyer, who was led to the platform, blindfolded, and had his head put on the block. The executioner pulled the lanyard, but nothing happened. To avoid a messy lawsuit, the authorities allowed the lawyer to go free. The next man to the guillotine was a priest. They put his head on the block and pulled the lanyard, but nothing happened. The blade didn't come down. They thought it mus.. | Garrison Keillor | ||
| 85c69c7 | And here is the shocking plot twist: as farmers produced those extra calories, the food industry figured out how to get them into the bodies of people who didn't really want to eat 700 more calories a day. | humor slow-food-nation | Barbara Kingsolver | |
| 8f32b90 | When push comes to shove, a mother takes care of her children from the bottom up. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 98c86da | everything else is in motion while God does not move at all. God sits still, perfectly at rest, the silver dollar at the bottom of the well, the question. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 5ebb02d | The power of words is awful, Frida. Sometimes I want to bury my typewriter in a box of quilts. The radio makes everything worse, because of the knack for amplifying dull sounds. Any two words spoken in haste might become law of the land. But you never know which two. You see why I won't talk to newsmen. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| ee079c3 | The longer I think about a food industry organized around an animal that cannot reproduce itself without technical assistance, the more I mistrust it. Poultry, a significant part of the modern diet, is emblematic of the whole dirty deal. Having no self-sustaining bloodlines to back up the industry is like having no gold standard to underpin paper currency. Maintaining a natural breeding poultry flock is a rebellion, at the most basic level,.. | food | Barbara Kingsolver | |
| 2255001 | It feels strange to me to be living in a box, hiding from the steadying influence of the moon; wearing the hide of a cow, which is supposed to be dyed to match God-knows-what, on my feet; making promises over the telephone about things I will do at a precise hour next year. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| d81af4c | So you make a deal with the gods. You do these dances and they'll send rain and good crops and the whole works? And nothing bad will ever happen. Right.'... "'No, it's not like that. It's not making a deal, bad things can still happen, but you want to try not to CAUSE them to happen. It has to do with keeping things in balance.... Really, it's like the spirits have made a deal with US.... We're on our own. The spirits have been good enough .. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 9f98184 | It's just lucky for Father he never had any sons. He might have been forced to respect them. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 2765970 | I have been afraid of putting air in a tire ever since I saw a tractor tire blow up and throw Newt Hardbine's father over the top of the Standard Oil sign. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 37e2d88 | But luck is just throwing dice. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| ee3e1eb | Back in Georgia everybody we knew had an automobile." A bu, don't tell stories. That is not possible." Well, not everybody. I don't mean babies and children. But every single family." Not possible." Yes, it is! Some families even have two!" What is the purpose of so many automobiles at the same time?" Well, because everybody has someplace to go every day. To work or to the store or something." And why is nobody walking?" It's not li.. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 52decc8 | His mustache made two curved lines around the sides of his mouth like parentheses, as if everything he might say would be very quiet, and incidental. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| c3e06bc | Mistakes wreck your life. But they make what you have. It's kind of all one. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| f399552 | In her experience people had worries or they had tons of money, not both. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 339c427 | If you're standing in the manure pile, it's somebody's job to mention the stink. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 6e209e3 | A woman knows she can walk away from a pot to tend something else and the pot will go on boiling; if she couldn't, this world would end at once. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 01fa101 | Come on, people. Doesn't anybody remember how to take a big old knife, whack open a pumpkin, scrape out the seeds, and bake it? We can carve a face onto it, but can't draw and quarter it? Are we not a nation known worldwide for our cultural zest for blowing up flesh, on movie and video screens and/or armed conflict? Are we in actual fact too squeamish to stab a large knife into a pumpkin? Wait till our enemies find out. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| b0c4249 | He doesn't even look at her because there is too much there, and he's afraid. She is his first child, his favorite, every mistake he ever made. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 8064015 | The seat of human emotion should be the liver," Doc Homer said. "That would be an appropriate metaphor: we don't hold love in our hearts, we hold it in our livers." I understood exactly. Once in ER I saw a woman who'd been stabbed everywhere, most severely in the liver. It's an organ with the consistency of layer upon layer of wet Kleenex. Every attempt at repair just opens new holes that tear and bleed. You try to close the wound with fres.. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 01cf4ef | What do you think people want, if it's not greatness and to be remembered for all time?" "Mostly? I believe people want to eat a good lunch, and then take a good piss." -- | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 4bba88e | Look, if I don't flirt with you, you should take that as a compliment. I don't always respect myself, but I almost never respect men. They're like flowers all showy, a lot of color and lust. You pick them and throw them on the ground. But you I respect. I always did. From the first day I saw you. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 0a82bd0 | Your blood for mine. If not these, then those. War is the supreme mathematics problem. It strains our skulls, yet we work out the sums, believing we have pressed the most monstrous quantities into a balanced equation. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| 2497daf | When men fear the loss of what they know, they will follow any tyrant who promises to restore the old order. | Barbara Kingsolver | ||
| f53fd27 | That night marks my life's dark center, the moment when growing up ended and the long downward slope toward death began. The wonder to me now is that I thought myself worth saving...I reached out and clung for life with my good left hand like a claw, grasping at moving legs to raise myself from the dirt. Desperate to save myself in a river of people saving themselves. And if they chanced to look down and see me struggling underneath them, t.. | Barbara Kingsolver |