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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 6137d07 | If she was more curt with her own family than a homeless man this only suggested that generosity was not an infinite quantity and had to be employed strategically where it was most needed. | Zadie Smith | ||
| 91f97c8 | when all the time it was that grand tree, taking up half the garden with its roots and not allowing anything else to grow. | Zadie Smith | ||
| ff321f4 | Most of the cruelty in the world is just misplaced energy. | Zadie Smith | ||
| 2a428f9 | 21. Jane Eyre "When being bullied Keisha Blake found it useful to remember that if you read the relevant literature or watched the pertinent movies you soon found that being bullied was practically a sign of a superior personality, and the greater the intensity of the bullying the more likely it was to be avenged at the other end of life, when qualities of the kind Keisha Black possessed- cleverness, will-to-power- became 'their own reward,.. | Zadie Smith | ||
| fb17c33 | Sometimes Allah punishes and sometimes men have to do it, and it is a wise man who knows if it's Allah's turn or his own. | Zadie Smith | ||
| 0ba498c | The choice one makes between partners, between one man and another, stretches beyond romance. It is the choice between values, possibilities, futures, hopes, arguments (shared concepts that fit the world as you experience it), languages (shared words that fit the world as you believe it to be) and lives. | Zadie Smith | ||
| a30e4fd | He promised them a class that would challenge their own beliefs about the redemptive humanity of what is commonly called 'Art'. 'Art is the Western myth,' announced Howard, for the sixth year in a row, 'with which we both console ourselves and make ourselves. | Zadie Smith | ||
| 5e7ff80 | The shit is *not* the shit (this was Mo's mantra,) the *pigeon* is the shit. | Zadie Smith | ||
| 0476b5a | It was a machine that required constant feeding- Henry hated the machine, and he hated himself for wanting the sort of admiration it promised, as if he had no worth unless someone was there to applaud it | Libba Bray | ||
| e3c188e | People can live with only so much honesty. And sometimes, people can surprise you. | Libba Bray | ||
| 400d62c | Can we really conquer chaos so easily? If that were so, I should be able to prune the pandemonium of my own soul into something neat and tidy rather than this maze of wants and needs and misgivings that has me forever feeling as if I cannot fit into the landscape of things. | Libba Bray | ||
| 40a0240 | She has a scent that is familiar and comforting, like all the things you wish you could take with you on your travels to make you feel less alone. | Libba Bray | ||
| 5d1fdcb | I feel like I swallowed a Magritte. Like on the inside, I'm made of clouds and floating eyes, green apples, and slowly rising men in bowler hats." "You are officially the most annoying unreal creature ever." "Meet a lot of us, do you?" | Libba Bray | ||
| 2bdca21 | I don't understand why he had to fight. He was already in heaven." True. But he wasn't content to serve. He wanted more." | Libba Bray | ||
| 852ae58 | The hand you hold the longest is your own. | Libba Bray | ||
| bda7055 | Quick answers often lead to quick regrets. | Libba Bray | ||
| bd664ed | Just ducky! | Libba Bray | ||
| 185e7b9 | the mural, there were painted lines for the Underground, like scars stretched across the skin of the infected nation. There were wounds and then there were wounds. | Libba Bray | ||
| e325d65 | History was haunted by the ghosts of buried crimes, which required periodic exorcisms of truth. Actions had consequences. Will | Libba Bray | ||
| 70825b1 | Bitches will take your ass down if you try to publish that. Peace out. | humor pageant | Libba Bray | |
| 5f97b72 | The wind whistles down into the skyscraper-bound canyons, across the broad expanses of the avenues and the narrow confines of the streets, where lives unfolded in secret, day in, day out: Sometimes a man sighs for want of love. Sometimes a child cries for the dropped lollipop, its sweetness barely tasted. Sometimes the girl gasps as the train screams into the station, shaken by how close she'd allowed herself to wander to the edge. Sometime.. | Libba Bray | ||
| fee5867 | There is a particular circle of hell not mentioned in Dante's famous book. It is called comportment, and it exists in schools for young ladies across the empire. I do not know how it feels to be thrown into a lake of fire. I am sure it isn't pleasant. But I can say with all certainty that walking the length of a ballroom with a book upon one's head and a backboard strapped to one's back while imprisoned in a tight corset, layers of petticoa.. | Libba Bray | ||
| 9c03fd3 | In this life, you have to work with people you dislike. You find compromises. But sometimes you find that a person's beliefs are so harmful that you must speak against them. You can't let such harmful statements stand without challenge. They have a tendency to grow into tumors. | Libba Bray | ||
| 21e7903 | People want to be safe, not free. | people safety way-of-life | Libba Bray | |
| a00ee9f | I often imagine what sort of position Nightwing might seek out were she not currently torturing us as headmistress of Spence Academy for Young Ladies. Dear Sirs, her letter might begin. I am writing to inquire about your advert for the position of Balloon Popper. I have a hatpin that will do the trick neatly and bring about the wails of small children everywhere. My former charges will attest to the fact that I rarely smile, never laugh, an.. | Libba Bray Bray | ||
| 340da7d | Even Evie believed in something, that something being Evie a lot of the time. | Libba Bray | ||
| 40c5a67 | It is all I can do not to confide to the girl closest to me: "If I should die during tea - asphyxiated by my own corset - please do not let them bury me in such a hideous dress or I shall come back to haunt you." | Libba Bray | ||
| ac65fb8 | When the Bennington was built, in 1872, it was said that the architect, who had descended from a long line of witches, fashioned the building on ancient occult principles so that it would always be a sort of magnet for the otherworldly. So as I said, don't pay any mind to the odd sounds or sights you might experience. It's just the Bennington, dear. | Libba Bray | ||
| 8414b15 | Grinning, he grabbed his fisherman's cap and coat. "I love you," he whispered quietly. "Ikh hob dikh lib." He kissed Evie's head. She rustled in her sleep, turning away. "Fine. I see how it is. I just wasted my best Yiddish on you," Sam joked to himself." | Libba Bray | ||
| 03ecef3 | We are made by what we are asked to bear, Ling Chan, | Libba Bray | ||
| d6d6138 | See, the trouble with Nietzsche, besides his being a real killjoy, is that he thinks like a spoiled seven-year-old who doesn't want to share his sandbox toys--" "Sam!" | Libba Bray | ||
| 23ee8cf | I've been thinking about that book about the boys who crash on the island....Lord of the Flies what about it....You know how you said it wasn't a true measure of humanity since there were no girls and you wondered how it would be different if there had been girls...Maybe girls need an island to find themselves. Maybe they need a place where no one's watching them so they can be who they really are. | Libba Bray | ||
| ac5ca35 | Evie narrowed her eyes. "A time limit. Four weeks of the swooniest, swellest romance New York City has ever seen. And then, kaput. Over and out. Off the air." "Golly, when you say it like that, it sounds as if our love's not real, Lamb Chop." | Libba Bray | ||
| b1e5a6f | They wish, too, that they could warn them about the gray man in the stovepipe hat, about the King of Crows. For not all ghosts remember, and the citizens have need of warning. | Libba Bray | ||
| c2cc30a | We've got about as much chance of communing with the dead as we do of sitting in Parliament. | Libba Bray | ||
| 16ff799 | If I have to look through one more of these, I'm throwing myself off that balcony," he moaned. "Let me know if you need help," Jericho said." | sam-lloyd | Libba Bray | |
| 33da528 | Little clue: wasted on me." "What?" "I'm into girls." "Oh. Oh!" Chu said. "Right. Got it. That's cool. I've got a cousin who's gay. Amy Liu. Know her?" Jennifer laughed. "Oh, sure. I'll just look her up in the Big Book of Lesbians. We get a copy of that with the purchase of our first flannel shirt." | Libba Bray | ||
| 3d6e830 | Sinjin was sitting bare-chested with Petra's blue feather boa wrapped around his neck and draped over his shoulder. His long dark curls had been teased and sprayed into a sexy mane. Heavy black eyeliner rimmed his eyes. "Am I not gorgeous? I want to snog myself. I'm like a postmodern Lord Byron." "You put the ironic in Byronic," Petra quipped. "Well said, luv." | Libba Bray | ||
| c50ea33 | Memphis cupped her cheek in his hand and put his mouth on hers. Theta had never been kissed the way Memphis was kissing her now. There had been fumbling boys thrumming with nervous want. There had been theater owners, older "uncles" who pawed at her when she walked past or who wanted to "inspect" her costume to make sure it was decent down to the undergarments, men she granted the occasional kiss in order to stave off something worse. And t.. | Libba Bray | ||
| 41b4e41 | Pero el perdon...Me aferrare a esa fragil porcion de esperanza y la mantendre cerca de mi, recordando que en cada uno de nosotros hay cosas buenas y malas, luz y oscuridad, arte y dolor, elecciones y lamentaciones. | Libba Bray | ||
| e090e9e | Estais listas? ?Empiezo? Habia una vez cuatro chicas. Una era guapa. Otra era lista. Otra encantadora y la cuarta... [...] misteriosa. Pero estaban heridas. Habia algo en ellas que les faltaba. Algo en la sangre. Grandes suenos. Ah, lo olvidaba. Lo siento, tenia que haberlo dicho antes: eran todas sonadoras, las cuatro [...]. Noche tras noche, las chicas se reunian. Y pecaban [...] Su pecado consistia en que creian. Creian que podian ser di.. | Libba Bray | ||
| e4f81c6 | Instead, he was astonished by what he had: the chance to sit beside this woman in the late afternoon light while she read. | Ann Patchett | ||
| c0f91eb | She was his wife in every way that mattered and that would save her. | Ann Patchett | ||
| 6cea56b | When did the mammals get confusing? Who can't look at a baby and a puppy and see the differences? You can't leave babies at home alone with a chew toy when you go to the movies. Babies will not shimmy under the covers to sleep on your feet when you're cold. Babies, for all their many unarguable charms, will not run with you in the park, or wait by the door for your return, and, as far as I can tell, they know absolutely nothing of unconditi.. | Ann Patchett |