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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 4ad5d53 | If ego is the voice that tells us we're better than we really are, we can say ego inhibits true success by preventing a direct and honest connection to the world around us. One | Ryan Holiday | ||
| 2976fa6 | A poet's function . . . is not to experience the poetic state: that is a private affair. His function is to create it in others. | Ryan Holiday | ||
| b9cd159 | Persist and resist". Persist in your efforts. Resist giving into distraction, discouragement, and disorder. - Epictetus" | Ryan Holiday | ||
| 028883c | See things for what they are. Do what we can. Endure and bear what we must. What blocked the path now is a path. What once impeded action advances action. The Obstacle is the Way. | Ryan Holiday | ||
| 1d6e925 | All you need are these: certainty of judgment in the present moment; action for the common good in the present moment; and an attitude of gratitude in the present moment for anything that comes your way. | marcus-aurelius meditations | Ryan Holiday | |
| 2255393 | Seize this moment to deploy the plan that has long sat dormant in your head. | Ryan Holiday | ||
| 950fd47 | Certain things in life will cut you open like a knife. When that happens--at that exposing moment--the world gets a glimpse of what's truly inside you. So what will be revealed when you're sliced open by tension and pressure? Iron? Or air? Or bullshit? | Ryan Holiday | ||
| 63f777c | When visitors leave, I feel like an actor watching the audience file out of the theater, and it was no different with my sisters. The show over, Hugh and I returned to lesser versions of ourselves. We're not a horrible couple, but we have our share of fights, the type that can start with a misplaced sock and suddenly be about everything. "I haven't liked you since 2002," he hissed during a recent argument over which airport security line wa.. | David Sedaris | ||
| 4424f0b | What are you, tap dancing up there? You want a put on a show, do you? Well, the theater's closed for the night. Take your act on the road; it's four o'clock in the morning,goddamnit. | David Sedaris | ||
| 2bd7cd4 | Germans grew reluctant to stay in communal ski lodges, fearing they might talk in their sleep. They postponed surgeries because of the lip-loosening effects of anesthetic. Dreams reflected the ambient anxiety. One German dreamed that an SA man came to his home and opened the door to his oven, which then repeated every negative remark the household had made against the government. | fear germany nazis paranoia tension | Erik Larson | |
| 7d13dd0 | Time lost can never be recovered...and this should be written in flaming letters everywhere. | Erik Larson | ||
| 0a3c841 | I wear a pony coat with skin like watered silk and muff of lamb. My fingers lie in depths of warmth. I have a jacket of silver sequins and heavy bracelets of rich corals. I wear about my neck a triple thread-like chain of lapis lazulis and pearls. On my face is softness and content like a veil of golden moonlight. And I have never in all my lives been so lonely. | Erik Larson | ||
| 8370e5c | I tell you we must have bodies. You cannot make doctors without them, and the public must understand it. If we can't get them any other way we will arm the students with Winchester rifles and send them to protect the body-snatchers on their raids. | Erik Larson | ||
| 9adb63b | I find it all infinitely sad, but at the same time so entrancing, that I often feel as if it would be the part of wisdom to fly at once to the woods or mountains where one can always find peace. - Dora Root in a letter to Daniel Burnham | Erik Larson | ||
| 8523823 | No one cared what St. Louis thought, although the city got a wink for pluck. | nonfiction st-louis | Erik Larson | |
| 3cce25c | You never had sex in a car." "Yes, I have. You get ideas at least half the time whenever we're in the back of one of your limos." "Not the same at all. That's a grown-up venue, a limo is. It's sophisticated sex. And here we are, crammed together in the front seat of a police issue, and the lieutenant is both aroused and mildly embarrassed." "I am not. Either." But her pulse jumped, and her breath hitched when his thumbs brushed over t.. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 51672d5 | When can I drive the new ride?" "When you learn that a yellow light means haul ass to get through it before it turns red instead of slowing down to a crawl a half a block away." | J.D. Robb | ||
| de3520d | You seem to have found a stored pocket of energy." "I am reborn!" Cackling, she whirled around, pushed off with her toes and leaped on him. "Let's have monkey sex," she said as she wrapped her legs around Roarke's waist. "Well, if you insist. It so happens I have a pint of very nice chocolate sauce in the parlor." "You're kidding." "One never kids about monkey sex with chocolate sauce." -- | J.D. Robb | ||
| 21fd158 | Wear your new boots." He passed her the clothes. "They'll work well with that, and with the coat as well." "What new boots?" Her eyebrows drew together as he took them off a shelf. "And where did they come from?" "The boot elves, I assume." "The boot elves are going to be pissed when they're dinged and scuffed inside a week." "Oh, I think they're more tolerant than that." "Those elves keep this up I'm going to need a bigger closet." But she.. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 44c50bc | We Gypsies know that where Jews are killed, Gypsies are always murthered too. And then a lot of other people, usually. | Elizabeth Kostova | ||
| 05a3062 | Marriages are like certain books, a story where you turn the last page and you think it's over and then there's an epilogue, and after that you're inclined to go on wondering about the characters or imagining that their lives continue without you, dear reader. Until you forget most of that book, you're stuck puzzling over what happened to them after you closed it. | Elizabeth Kostova | ||
| b220a4e | These are works of history about your century, the twentieth. A fine century-I look forward to the rest of it. | Elizabeth Kostova | ||
| c16b3cd | He was my husband, my apartment mate, my soul mate, the father of the little plant in my confused soil, the lover who had made me adore his body without inhibition after my years of relative solitude, the person for whom I'd given up my old self. | Elizabeth Kostova | ||
| f50db59 | Doesn't every love express itself this way, with the seeds of both its flowering and its ruin in the very first words, the first breath, the first though? | Elizabeth Kostova | ||
| 00ce2b6 | If men had to wear heels, they'd be outlawed across the land. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 57a0f90 | I've got data incoming. Do you want me to transfer it to my portable unit?" "No, you stay here, finish the runs. I shouldn't be more than a couple of hours. When you're done with this, I want you to go find a hammer." Peabody had taken out her memo book, nearly plugged in the order, when she stopped, frowned up at Eve. "Sir? A hammer?" "That's right. A really big, heavy hammer. Then you take it into my office and beat that fucking useless e.. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 24650d1 | Real responsibility means doing what's right, even when it's hard. | J.D. Robb | ||
| f690811 | Roarke: "Pull yourself together, Eve." He was already in a business suit, his hair shining and sleek... Eve: "How come you already are?" Roarke: "Because staying in bed half the morning unless sex is involved is a waste of time. Since you didn't appear to be cooperative in that area, I started my day with coffee instead" | J.D. Robb | ||
| 8d77f6e | You've got to take time for you, or your internal organs get all shriveled and your skin goes saggy. I read all about it. Anyway, Trina's got some outrageous new body paint." "No. Absolutely. I don't do body paint." Mavis rolled her eyes. "For me, Dallas. We know you. But I think you should give it a try one of these days. I bet Roarke would really go for the Gold-Dust. It does amazing things for the boobs. Makes them sparkle." "I don't wan.. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 6aa4265 | There's always a way out. You just have to pay the price, whether it's money, status, the emotional hit, or all of that and more. Cheating's cheap and it's lazy. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 07e394e | As Sean seem determined to shadow her every move, she concluded that young boys were much like cats. They insisted on giving their company to those who most feared or distrusted them. | J.D. Robb | ||
| f279041 | It's lunacy out there. Christmas makes people insane. And that bit about goodwill toward men? It sure as hell doesn't apply to retail. | J.D. Robb | ||
| bc30aca | You changed my life," she said again. "At least part of it. I'm beginning to see it's the best part of it. I want you to know that. I want you to remember that when we get back and things settle into routine, if I forget to let you know what I feel or what I think or how much you mean to me." Touched, he pressed his curved lips to her brow. "I won't let you forget. Come to bed. You're tired." | J.D. Robb | ||
| cadea54 | You know, I'm really trying to cut down on this stuff. But..." Peabody ripped into the pack of cookies. "Thing is, weird, McNab doesn't think I'm chubby. And when a guy sees you naked, he knows where the extra layers are." "Peabody, do you have some delusion that I want to hear how McNab sees you naked?" She crunched into a cookie. "I'm just saying. Anyway, you know we have sex, so you've probably reached the conclusion we're naked when we'.. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 863e389 | Women are the worst. They zero in on some guy. Oh boy, he's the one, gotta get me that one. So they do. Then they spend the rest of their time trying to figure out how to change him. Then if they manage it, they're not all that interested anymore, because guess what? He's not the one anymore." Peabody was silent for several moments. "Somewhere in there is a lot of good sense." | J.D. Robb | ||
| 431f11e | Cops and food, she thought. Put them in the same room, invite chaos. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 600774f | Do you always drive this way?" "What way?" "As if we're trying to outrun an earthquake." | J.D. Robb | ||
| 49ceb28 | The man is a genius, and geniuses don't have to abide by the same rules as the rest of the world. | J.D. Robb | ||
| fa70469 | Anyone who deliberately makes someone else feel less, feel helpless? That person is a coward. They're the weak ones, the shameful ones. What | J.D. Robb | ||
| 0a82781 | She took a small device out of her bag, slipped it into her pocket. "Micro recorder?" Roarke clucked his tongue. "I believe that's illegal. Not to mention rude." "I don't know what you're talking about." "And unnecessary," he added. He turned his wrist, tapped a tiny button on the side of his watch. "This one is much more efficient. I should know. I manufacture both brands." He smiled as the car stopped at the edge of a small clearing" | J.D. Robb | ||
| 8c017d5 | Santa exists in the hearts of all true believers. | J.D. Robb | ||
| c2122ba | Don't be a sore loser.' 'It's hard to argue with a woman when she's got her knee on my ego.' 'Good. Now I'm going to have my way with you.' 'Are you?' 'Damn right. I won.' She cocked her head and reached down to strip off his shirt. 'Cooperate and I won't have to hurt you. Uh-uh.' When he reached for her, she gripped his hands and pushed them back to the mat. 'I'm in charge here. Don't make me get out the cuffs.' 'Hmm. An interesting threat.. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 0240f86 | You're certainly chipper this morning." "Damn straight. Chipper's my middle name. I'm going out to spread joy and laughter to all of mankind." "What a nice change of pace." There was amusement riding along with the Irish in his voice. "Perhaps you'll start now by going down with me to see Summerset off." She grimaced. "That might spoil my appetite." Testing, she polished off the pancakes. "No, no, it doesn't. I can do that. I can go down an.. | J.D. Robb | ||
| 4f2a15e | Practice this first." He laid his hands on her shoulders. "Have a good trip. Enjoy your vacation." "You didn't say I had to speak to him." She blew out a breath at Roarke's calm stare. "All right, all right, it's worth it. Have a good trip." She stretched her lips into a smile. "Enjoy your vacation. Asshole. I'll leave off the asshole, I just wanted to say it now." "Understood." | J.D. Robb |