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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 3bea57f | In twenty years' time--in other words, when you're thirty-seven years old--you will have understood at last that all the evil in the world--I mean the poverty and ignorance of the poor and the cunning and lavishness of the rich--and all the vulgarity in the world, and all the violence, and all the brutality--I mean all the things that make you feel guilty and think of suicide--by the time you're thirty-seven you'll know that all these thing.. | Orhan Pamuk | ||
| 4f7e74d | In the beginning the point was not to have a point, to escape the world in which everyone had to have a job, a desk, an office. | Orhan Pamuk | ||
| f9ad5a8 | Women kill themselves because they hope to gain something," said Kadife. "Men kill themselves because they've lost hope of gaining anything." | Orhan Pamuk | ||
| e724463 | When I was far from Fusun, the world troubled me; it was a puzzle whose pieces were all out of place. The moment I saw her, they all fit back together, reminding me that the world was a beautiful, meaningful whole where I could relax. | Orhan Pamuk | ||
| 27a4436 | Kederden oluyormus gibi yaparak yurudum karanliga kederden olerek. | Orhan Pamuk | ||
| 0f3e941 | For all the sirens, game-show buzzers, and drum-rolls of life, it is the nature of men to die quietly. | D.B.C. Pierre | ||
| 7e0ac1d | Randolph Henry Ash: "What is it? My dear?" Christabel LaMotte: "Ah, how can we bear it?" Randolph Henry Ash: "Bear what?" Christabel LaMotte: "This. For so short a time. How can we sleep this time away?" Randolph Henry Ash: "We can be quiet together, and pretend - since it is only the beginning - that we have all the time in the world." Christabel LaMotte: "And every day we shall have less. And then none." Randolph Henry Ash: "Would you rat.. | togetherness | A.S. Byatt | |
| 6de026a | You are a born storyteller," said the old lady. "You had the sense to see you were caught in a story, and the sense to see that you could change it to another one." -- | A.S. Byatt | ||
| f6cd137 | A man may be in as just possession of truth as of a City, and yet be forced to surrender it - this was the wise saying of Sir Thomas Browne. | truth | A.S. Byatt | |
| 28b897e | There was a moment during this time, when his face was on hers, cheek on cheek, brow on brow, heavy skull on skull, through soft skin and softer flesh. He thought: skulls separate people. In this one sense, I could say, they would say, I lose myself in her. But in that bone box, she thinks and thinks, as I think in mine, things the other won't hear, can't hear, though we go on like this for sixty years. What does she think I am? He had no i.. | A.S. Byatt | ||
| 9f396c7 | Maud considered. She said, 'In every age, there must be truths people can't fight - whether or not they want to, whether or not they will go on being truths in the future. We live in the truth of what Freud discovered. Whether or not we like it. However we've modified it. We aren't really free to suppose - to imagine - he could possibly have been wrong about human nature. In particulars, surely - but not in the large plan - | A.S. Byatt | ||
| c89a0cf | All old stories, my cousin, will bear telling and telling again in different ways. What is required is to keep alive, to polish, the simple clean forms of the tale which be there - in this case the angry Ocean, the terrible leap of the horse, the fall of Dahud from the crupper, the engulfment etc etc. And yet to add something of yours, of the writer, which makes all these things seem new and first seen, without having been appropriated fo.. | A.S. Byatt | ||
| 502f958 | Loki] was beautiful, that was always affirmed, but his beauty was hard to fix or to see, for he was always glimmering, flickering, melting, mixing, he was the shape of a shapeless flame, he was the eddying thread of needle-shapes in the shapeless mass of the waterfall. He was the invisible wind that hurried the clouds in billows and ribbons...He was amused and dangerous, neither good nor evil. Thor was the classroom bully raised to the scal.. | A.S. Byatt | ||
| 10ff149 | Good writing is always new. | A.S. Byatt | ||
| a764432 | There are times when life seems like a struggle where the only reward you get for hanging on is the chance to struggle some more. | Michael Marshall Smith | ||
| 00d489b | You know when you've got nothing in particular to do, nothing to stay awake for? When your life is just routine and it doesn't feel like it belongs to you, how you feel tired and listless and everything seems like too much effort? Well, it's like that, but it's much worse, because everything is much worse these days. Everything that's bad is worse, believe me. There are whole Neighborhoods out there where no one has anything to do all their.. | Michael Marshall Smith | ||
| b8817dc | anyone can make a desert and call it peace... | peace | Kate Elliott | |
| 4f6fb08 | What is freedom?" he asked bitterly, "and who is truly free? We are all bound by what we are, and where we come from." "Maybe," I said slowly as I considered the turn my life had taken, the lies I had been told, "because we do not look farther than where we have been told to look. Perhaps it would all be different if we weren't afraid of what we are. Or what we might become." | Kate Elliott | ||
| 71884aa | Who can ever know what turns the spark into flame? Vidanric's initial interest in me might well have been kindled by the fact that he saw my actions as courageous, but the subsequent discovery of passion, and the companionship of the mind that would sutain it, seemed as full of mystery as it was of felicity. As for me, I really believe that the spark had been there all along, but I had been too ignorant--and too afraid--to recognize it. | Sherwood Smith | ||
| afd52fc | It is a shame when we must regard a people as an enemy. It is a shame and a regret when the two peoples share so much. And it is a shame, a regret, and a tragedy when those peoples meet as individuals and find much to admire. | Sherwood Smith | ||
| 1584f70 | Sara was reminded of yet another one of Will's traits, which was that he had an uncanny knack for keeping his mouth shut when he didn't know what to say. This resulted in the sort of awkward moments that made Sara's dating life look downright ebullient. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| f9f2484 | Knowledge is power!! | Stormie Omartian | ||
| 56a879d | Lord, I pray that You would enable (husband's name) to let go of his past completely. Deliver him from any hold it has on him. Help him to put off his former conduct and habitual ways of thinking about it and be renewed in his mind (Ephesians 4:22-23). Enlarge his understanding to know that You make all things new (Revelation 21:5). Show him a fresh, Holy Spirit-inspired way of relating to negative things that have happened. Give him the mi.. | Stormie Omartian | ||
| cf28c25 | Destructive behavior--or simply behavior that constantly annoys your spouse to the point of desperation--is not right, and there will always be a serious consequence for it in your marriage and personal life. But every attempt you make to rid yourself of that behavior and do what's right will bring reward. Today, ask God to help break any bad habits that you or your spouse may have. | love marriage prayer relationships | Stormie Omartian | |
| cf130a7 | A wife's prayers for her husband have a far greater effect on him than anyone else's, even his mother's. (Sorry, Mom.) | Stormie Omartian | ||
| e38637b | The art of fiction has not changed much since prehistoric times. The formula for telling a powerful story has remained the same: create a strong character, a person of great strengths, capable of deep emotions and decisive action. Give him a weakness. Set him in conflict with another powerful character -- or perhaps with nature. Let his exterior conflict be the mirror of the protagonist's own interior conflict, the clash of his desires, his.. | role-of-the-writer science-fiction | Ben Bova | |
| 2871211 | Globetrotting destroys ethnocentricity, helping us understand and appreciate other cultures. Rather than fear the diversity on this planet, celebrate it. Among your most prized souvenirs will be the strands of different cultures you choose to knit into your own character. The world is a cultural yarn shop, and Back Door travelers are weaving the ultimate tapestry. | Rick Steves | ||
| 2f23929 | He was one of those characters who felt that a weak handshake could somehow damage his authority, which meant that every handshake had to bloody hurt. | handshake | Adrian McKinty | |
| 514182b | Don't worry, Duffy. I like you. We'll kill you last. | Adrian McKinty | ||
| ec9d8de | He's asleep in the harbor, disguised as dog shit. | snark | Joe Haldeman | |
| 2c47751 | He looked back at the page, got one last glimpse before the match blew itself out. Going to find you today, Andrew. If I don't owe Dolores my life, I owe her that much, at least. Going to find you. Going to kill you dead. | Dennis Lehane | ||
| 6677bbf | We are not special. We are lit from within by a single candle flame and when that flame is blown out and all light leaves our eyes it is the same as if we never existed at all. We don't own our life. We rent it. | Dennis Lehane | ||
| 4214551 | We met when we were both majoring in Space Invaders with a Pub Etiquette minor at the Happy Harbor Campus of UMass/Boston. | Dennis Lehane | ||
| 67c4b91 | You heard me. Let someone else send you to your blaze of glory. You're a speck, man. You're nothing. You're not worth the bullet or the mark on my soul for taking you out." You trying to piss me off again, Patrick?" He removed Campbell Rawson from his shoulder and held him aloft. I tilted my wrist so the cylinder fell into my palm, shrugged. "You're a joke, Gerry. I'm just calling it like I see it." That so?" Absolutely." I met his hard eye.. | Dennis Lehane | ||
| af3b402 | You didn't die and go to a better place; this was the better place because you weren't dead. Heaven wasn't in the clouds; it was the air in your lungs. | Dennis Lehane | ||
| 09b92ba | Teddy laughed, heard the sound of it carry off on the sweep of night air and dissolve in the distant surf, as if it had never been, as if the island and the sea and the salt took what you thought you had and... | Dennis Lehane | ||
| 1048fe5 | Choice, I've always believed, is all that separates us from animals. | gone-baby-gone | Dennis Lehane | |
| e48ceca | Vanity is a weakness. I know this. It's a shallow dependence on the exterior self, on how one looks instead of what one is. | vanity | Dennis Lehane | |
| 7e4b685 | Sometimes, even if you know the answer, you've got to let the other person take a shot. If they feel wrong all the time, they never get the chance to feel right. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| d37da33 | A woman can run faster with her skirt up than a man can with his pants down. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 2bfc79f | Curiosity broke her earlier resolve. "Have you ever been tested?" "No." He stood behind Sara, holding the camera in front so she could see. "Zoom here," he said, flicking the toggle. "You could probably-" "This is macro." "Will-" "Super macro." He kept talking over her until she gave up. "Here's where you adjust for color. This is light. Anti-shake. Red-eye." He clicked through the features like a photography instructor. Sara Finally relent.. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 80a59f6 | It's very important for your life to have meaning. Even on the days it makes you unhappy, you still need a purpose. | Karin Slaughter | ||
| c552e3a | Will let out a long breath. "She leaves me a lot. That's what she does. She leaves, and then she comes back. And then she stays some and then she leaves again." "Where does she go?" "I have no idea." "You've never asked her?" "No." Sara Didn't pretend to understand. "Why not?". He glanced out into the street, watching the traffic zoom by. "It's complicated." | Karin Slaughter | ||
| 7a64422 | I loved him. I know you don't want to believe that, but I really, truly, giddy, heart-breaking, longing, achingly loved him. | Karin Slaughter |