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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 201448b | Sarcastic people tend to be marshmallows underneath the armor | Stephen King | ||
| aed2f21 | Love can conquer everything but reality. Which will win every stinking time. | J.R. Ward | ||
| 7e78894 | I think about how much depends upon a best friend. Then you wake up in the morning you swing your legs out of bed and you put your feet on the ground and you stand up. You don't scoot to the edge of the bed and look down to make sure the floor is there. The floor is always there. Until it's not. | John Green | ||
| 44eb4a9 | A true man does what he will, not what he must. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| b566975 | We've all got weaknesses. Me, for instance. I'm tragically funny and good-looking. | leo-valdez | Rick Riordan | |
| 7afe7b1 | Laughter is good for you. Nine out of ten stand-up comedians recommend laughter in the face of intense stupidity. | humor laughter | Jim Butcher | |
| a90ed63 | Clever girl. You play with fire because you want to be burnt. | Holly Black | ||
| 947156e | The purpose of this lectchoor is to let you know where we are. We are in the deep cack. It couldn't be worse if it was raining arseholes. Any questions? | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 7213e79 | On the Disc, the Gods aren't so much worshipped, as they are blamed. | religion | Terry Pratchett | |
| a1827dc | I hope to write someday and that's even more terrifying than performing. You don't just entertain the audience, you give them little bits of your soul. | amazing idol inspirational so-true | Chris Colfer | |
| 7b86a4f | We may have all come on different ships, but we're in the same boat now. | cultural inspirational spiritual | Martin Luther King Jr. | |
| 0fbd61e | God uses broken things. It takes broken soil to produce a crop, broken clouds to give rain, broken grain to give bread, broken bread to give strength. It is the broken alabaster box that gives forth perfume. It is Peter, weeping bitterly, who returns to greater power than ever. | brokenness inspirational renewal suffering | Vance Havner | |
| acd7b29 | Friends can make you feel that the world is smaller and less sneaky than it really is, because you know people who have similar experiences. | friendship inspirational lemony-snicket | Lemony Snicket | |
| 8bb7f6e | Many people pray to be kept out of unexpected problems | ability confront inspirational life overcome pray prayer praying problem problems secret unexpected | Toba Beta [Betelgeuse Incident] | |
| 1bc4bfa | There is nothing in the world so easy to explain as failure - it is, after all, what everybody does all the time. | Susanna Clarke | ||
| f7a54c1 | Everybody is waiting for cooler weather--and I am just waiting for you--. (Bob Dylan in a letter) | waiting | Suze Rotolo | |
| cc87216 | I told you in the course of this paper that Shakespeare had a sister; but do not look for her in Sir Sidney Lee's life of the poet. She died young--alas, she never wrote a word. She lies buried where the omnibuses now stop, opposite the Elephant and Castle. Now my belief is that this poet who never wrote a word and was buried at the cross-roads still lives. She lives in you and in me, and in many other women who are not here to-night, for t.. | Virginia Woolf | ||
| 0f35722 | Love demands expression. It will not stay still, stay silent, be good, be modest, be seen and not heard, no. It will break out in tongues of praise, the high note that smashes the glass and spills the liquid. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 2723d71 | Mistrust all enterprises that require new clothes. | fashion | E.M. Forster | |
| 44154ca | Maybe I don't want to be defined by what I do. Maybe I'd like to be defined by what I am. | Nicholas Sparks | ||
| b85dca5 | He has robbed me, yet he has given me something of greater value . . . he has given to me myself. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 091e0d3 | When Rhys came back, after Amarantha, he was a ghost. He pretended he wasn't, but he was. You made him come alive again. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| e126fcb | God created things which had free will. That means creatures which can go wrong or right. Some people think they can imagine a creature which was free but had no possibility of going wrong, but I can't. If a thing is free to be good it's also free to be bad. And free will is what has made evil possible. Why, then, did God give them free will? Because free will, though it makes evil possible, is also the only thing that makes possible any lo.. | free-will good | C.S. Lewis | |
| 3fbdaca | Many a true word hath been spoken in jest. | William Shakespeare | ||
| 43f8236 | The quality of mercy is not strain'd, It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath: it is twice blest; It blesseth him that gives and him that takes: 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest: it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway; It is enthroned in t.. | William Shakespeare | ||
| af9b6bd | You are old beyond your years Zoeybird. Believe in yourself and you will find a way. But remember darkness does not always equate to evil just like light does not always bring good. | inspirational | P.C. Cast | |
| 61abe16 | Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore... | Edgar Allan Poe | ||
| f8ce256 | If you keep your destiny in mind, every moment in life becomes an opportunity for moving closer to it. | Arthur Golden | ||
| dfa1222 | I had found my religion: nothing seemed more important to me than a book. I saw the library as a temple. | library literature reading words | Jean-Paul Sartre | |
| 08c0c2d | Greatness is a transitory experience. It is never consistent. It depends in part upon the myth-making imagination of humankind. The person who experiences greatness must have a feeling for the myth he is in. He must reflect what is projected upon him. And he must have a strong sense of the sardonic. This is what uncouples him from belief in his own pretensions. The sardonic is all that permits him to move within himself. Without this qualit.. | myth pretension sardonic | Frank Herbert | |
| 25789c8 | It's not how much money we make that ultimately makes us happy between nine and five. It's whether or not our work fulfills us. Being a teacher is meaningful. | Malcolm Gladwell | ||
| ac6f6f9 | Bella, can you drop the rock, please? Carefully. Don't hurt yourself. | Stephenie Meyer | ||
| 5138e3f | Is everybody in? Is everybody in? Is everybody in? The ceremony is about to begin. The entertainment for this evening is not new, you've seen this entertainment through and through you have seen your birth, your life, your death....you may recall all the rest. Did you have a good world when you died? -enough to base a movie on?? | entertaining film life | Jim Morrison | |
| fc7341f | With someone you like that much, the lows are as low as the highs are high. Does that make sense?' | chapter-49 perfect-chemistry sierra | Simone Elkeles | |
| a14f0b2 | when we were kids laying around the lawn on our bellies we often talked about how we'd like to die and we all agreed on the same thing; we'd all like to die fucking (although none of us had done any fucking) and now that we are hardly kids any longer we think more about how not to die and although we're ready most of us would prefer to do it alone under the sheets now that most of us have fucked our lives away. | bukowski death die growing-up kids life love nostalgia poem poetry sex | Charles Bukowski | |
| eb622a6 | in this room the hours of love still make shadows. | Charles Bukowski | ||
| 0a63e68 | It's fear, Jack. The man deals with a huge amount of fear.' Because he got hurt?' No, not entirely. Fear comes with imagination, it's a penalty, it's the price of imagination. | Thomas Harris | ||
| 716ebd9 | If you want something you can have it, but only if you want everything that goes with it, including all the hard work and the despair, and only if you're willing to risk failure. | inspirational life | Philip Pullman | |
| f75786e | Would you like to borrow a pair of my panties to wave around at the next Council meeting to get the point across?" His eyes flashed. "Got any to spare?" I could've picked somebody rational. But no, I had to fall in love with this arrogant idiot. Come to the Keep with me, be my princess. Mourn me when your crazy dad kills me. Yeah, right." | funny kate love | Ilona Andrews | |
| dd8da37 | Kate smirked. "What?" "Your horse looks pink." "So?" "If you paste some stars on her butt you'll be riding My Little Pony." "Bugger off." I patted the mare's neck. "Don't listen to her, Sugar. You are the cutest horsey ever. The correct name for her color is strawberry roan, by the way." "Strawberry Shortcake, more like it. Does Strawberry Shortcake know you stole her horse? She will be berry, berry angry with you." I looked at her from und.. | Ilona Andrews | ||
| d6c6f8a | The road to Manderley lay ahead. There was no moon. The sky above our heads was inky black. But the sky on the horizon was not dark at all. It was shot with crimson, like a splash of blood. And the ashes blew towards us with the salt wind from the sea. | blood house rebecca road sea sky wind | Daphne DuMaurier | |
| 04009a4 | Some are born weird, some achieve it, others have weirdness thrust upon them. | paraphrased weirdness | Dick Francis | |
| 1cf833f | Oh, dear God and baby Jesus in the manger, my eyes!" Dee shrieked. "My eyes!" My own eyes snapped open. Daemon lifted his head, eyes luminous. Then I realized my hands were still up his shirt. I yanked them out. "Oh my God," I whispered, mortified. Daemon said something that burned my ears. "Dee, you didn't see anything." And then he added much lower, "Because you have impeccable timing." "You were on...her and your mouths were doing this.".. | dee-black opal | Jennifer L. Armentrout | |
| 6d5f7b3 | I must down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky, And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by, And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking, And a grey mist on the sea's face, and a grey dawn breaking. I must down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied; And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying, And the flung .. | sea voyage | John Masefield |