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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 4c5e50b | She fought back the tears in her eyes, because though she no longer felt she was one of the Clayr, she still felt she was a librarian and always would be, no matter what else she had become as well. | Garth Nix | ||
| 66d547c | A breath?" she asked. She didn't want to kiss just any wooden man. He looked nice enough, but he might not be like his looks. A kiss seemed very forward. He might remember it, and make assumptions." | cute funny sweet | Garth Nix | |
| 49620a0 | It is always important to look beyond a pleasant visage. | Garth Nix | ||
| 44a3537 | Garth on where Sabriel came from "Sabriel grew very much out of the story... Sometimes people ask me, 'Why did you write a strong young woman character?' I just thought she was more interesting than if she was a young man." | Garth Nix | ||
| 28c5a17 | Going through the arch, from mud into snow, from bright sun into the pallid luminescence of a snowfall, from her past into her future. | Garth Nix | ||
| 6e97cf2 | Or you could be a serial killer who specializes in reading books, then seeking out the authors and murdering them in horrible ways. (If you happen to fall into that last category, you should know that my name isn't really Alcatraz Smedry, nor is it Brandon Sanderson. My name is in fact Garth Nix, and you can find me in Australia. Oh, and I insulted your mother once. What're you going to do about it, huh?) | Brandon Sanderson | ||
| 883da14 | they had an instictive ability to love, so that when they encountered each other, they fitted together in a way that made the two of them more than each could ever be on their own | Garth Nix | ||
| cc2cce5 | I love you too, but my time with you has passed. | goodbye love relationship time | Garth Nix | |
| 9e5fc1e | Fear and realization of ignorance were strong medicines against stupid pride. | Garth Nix | ||
| 9cf3800 | Things shouldn't hinge on so very little. Sneeze and you're highway carnage. Remove one tiny stone and bang, you're an avalanche statistic. But I guess if you can die without ever understanding how it happened then you can also live without a complete understanding of how. | Miriam Toews | ||
| 469b021 | Do you feel that we can rebel against our oppressors without losing our love, our tolerance, and our ability to forgive? | Miriam Toews | ||
| fd330ed | I heard Tash say: Nomi, you're sad man. Get a grip. Walk away. What have I taught you? And I thought: You taught me that some people can leave and some can't and those who can will always be infinitely cooler than those you can't and I'm one of the ones who can't because you're one of the ones who did and there's this old guy in a wool suit sitting in an empty house who has no one but me now thank you very, very, very much. | sad | Miriam Toews | |
| da2d402 | You put the fist in pacifist? | Miriam Toews | ||
| 027dc5f | The guy's name was Colt. Colt, said Thebes. Like a baby, male horse? I guess, said the guy, or a gun. Well, which do you prefer? she said. What do you mean? he asked. Like, how do you prefer to think of yourself? As a baby, male horse? No, he said, he didn't really like to think of himself that way. Well, then, as a gun? she said. No, not really, he said. He preferred basically not to think of himself at all. | Miriam Toews | ||
| 8cf009f | it was ludicrous to think that we could just talk our way out of shame, that shame was necessary, that it prevented us from repeating shameful actions and that it motivated us to say we were sorry and to seek forgiveness and to empathize with our fellow humans and to feel the pain of self-loathing which motivated some of us to write books as a futile attempt at atonement, and shame also helped, I told my friend, to fuck up relationships and.. | Miriam Toews | ||
| 0950da8 | In the airport we hugged each other all at once, a team huddle but with nothing but a Hail Mary left in our playbook. We'd been through all of this before. We loved each other. We fought for each other. When worlds collapsed we were buried in the rubble together and when we were dug out of the rubble and rescued we all celebrated together. | Miriam Toews | ||
| 39e2d54 | to survive something we first need to know what it is we are surviving | Miriam Toews | ||
| 8a23a2f | Books are what save us. Books are what don't save us. | Miriam Toews | ||
| 421da91 | Knowledge is a house that must be built from the ground up. We know how to make the roof. The information is useless if we don't understand the foundations on which it is to be placed. | Nancy Farmer | ||
| 0cf4287 | Tom is a filthy little pustule. If you quote me, I'll deny it! | science-fiction | Nancy Farmer | |
| b21b94f | She took to reading with a fervor so extreme, Baba Joseph had to take the books from her hands by force. 'Your eyes are not tractors. They are not meant to pull heavy loads,' he said sternly. | Nancy Farmer | ||
| c2d2682 | Gods, if they're neglected, tend to fall asleep, but they never really go away. | Nancy Farmer | ||
| 4c3a00d | When u are small, u can choose which way to grow. If you are kind and decent, you grow into a kind and decent man. And if you are like El Patron . . . Just think about it." - Tam Lin" | Nancy Farmer | ||
| 6abd03d | Heroes, well, they don't live so long. But they're muy suave, and we all admire them. | heroes heroism young-adult | Nancy Farmer | |
| 7c58dbf | And, echoing Jerott, 'So why in hell have you come?' Philippa's gaze, bright and owlish and obstinate, held his to the end. 'To look after the baby,' she answered. And disconcertingly, after a second's blank pause, Francis Crawford flung back his damp head and laughed. | Dorothy Dunnett | ||
| ebd476b | They're talking about Marthe, Maitre Gaultier's assistant. What's she like? Pretty?' 'She's pretty,' said the man. Philippa studied the taciturn face. 'Oh, I see,' she said. 'Mr Blyth wants her all to himself?' For a moment, she thought it hadn't worked. Then the man gave a snort. 'Mr Blyth want her? He held us up at Avignon for two days refusing to go on until she was sent back home, but Gaultier wouldn't do it, and he had to give in. Mr .. | Dorothy Dunnett | ||
| 872b41a | He was a second too late. Ducking, the felt-capped man, muscles hard, dragged himself out of that grasp and, flinging off to one side, got his balance, glanced once at Jerott, and then darted off into the darkness. After the first step, breathing hard, Jerott stayed where he was, swearing. But he could hardly leave Lymond. He looked up. 'Bravo,' said Francis Crawford, sitting crosslegged on top of the wall, his hood shaken free on his shoul.. | Dorothy Dunnett | ||
| 9ba8b97 | Gabriel,' said Jerott firmly, 'is now at Birgu, Malta, engaged in a life-and-death struggle for the Grand Mastership of the Order of St John. He is unlikely to spend a large part of his time arranging esoteric disasters for his adversaries. He is far more likely to arrange to kill them stone dead.' 'All right. You go and get killed stone dead on that side of the garden, and I'll stick to this,' said Lymond. | Dorothy Dunnett | ||
| b01b816 | Versatility is one of the few human traits which are universally intolerable. You may be good at Greek and good at painting and be popular. You may be good at Greek and good at sport, and be wildly popular. But try all three and you're a mountebank. Nothing arouses suspicion quicker than genuine, all-round proficiency. | Dorothy Dunnett | ||
| 01a84aa | I made one mistake. Who doesn't? But I despised men who accepted their fate. I shaped mine twenty times and had it broken twenty times in my hands. Of course it left me deformed and unserviceable, defective and dangerous to associate with.... But what in God's name has happened to charity? ... Self-interest guides me like the next man but not invariably; not all the time. I use compassion more than you do; I have loyalties and I keep by the.. | Dorothy Dunnett | ||
| e8ad286 | Patriotism," said Lymond, "like honesty is a luxury with a very high face value which is quickly pricing itself out of the spiritual market altogether. [...] It is an emotion as well, and of course the emotion comes first. A child's home and the ways of its life are sacrosanct, perfect, inviolate to the child. Add age; add security; add experience. In time we all admit our relatives and our neighbours, our fellow townsmen and even, perhaps,.. | Dorothy Dunnett | ||
| a598c20 | Of all the homes I have known, yours has been a shining model of wisdom and kindness and honesty. For what you and your mother have done in the past, for me and for the child, I owe you a profound debt of honour. You have that claim on me. So has your mother. But if you press it too far; if you will accept no appeal and continue to press it, over and over; if you move into my life, both of you, and take your stance there and feel obliged to.. | Dorothy Dunnett | ||
| d50d2be | Lymond said gently, "Let us bathe in moral philosophy, as in a living river. Double-dealing is my business." | the-game-of-kings | Dorothy Dunnett | |
| 15c2d36 | For reliable information, apply to a lawyer, a barber or prostitute. My informant hasn't found out so far who paid the captain.' 'But she will,' said Margaret, her face grave. 'I hope so,' he said with equal gravity, | Dorothy Dunnett | ||
| 724a91c | Taut, merry, nervous, expertly mounted, exquisitely clothed, haughty in their bright youth, the chevaliers of France poured from the disheveled clearing. Sunlit, all that morning, they spanned the glittering woods: diamond on diamond, grey on grey, riches on riches; bough and limb indistinguishable; skirts and meadows sewn in the same silks; skulls in antique fantasy knotted with rhizome and leafy with fern frond. Webs, manes, beards, spun .. | Dorothy Dunnett | ||
| 5973378 | What do you hope for that you haven't got? What can that child give you?' There was a little silence. 'A virgin audience for my riddles, I believe,' said Lymond thoughtfully, at length. 'But it certainly poses an ungallant question. | Dorothy Dunnett | ||
| ed97d8f | If the wedding was wanted at Melrose--and Buccleuch, as Hereditary Bailie of the Abbey lands, had fewer objections than usual to any idea not his own--then the congregation had to come armed, that was all. The Scotts and their allies, the twenty polite Frenchmen from Edinburgh, the Italian commander with the lame leg, had left their men at arms outside with their horses, the plumed helmets lashed to the saddlebows; and if there were a few v.. | Dorothy Dunnett | ||
| 8f6834f | Will Scott grinned. Grizel Beaton had slapped his face four times, and apart from these four small misjudgements, they had never touched on a topic more personal than which of Buccleuch's bastards to invite to the wedding. But he liked her fine; and she was good and broad where it would matter to future Buccleuchs, which summed up all his mind so far on the subject. | Dorothy Dunnett | ||
| 3867aec | It wasna a man,' said Andrew Kerr broadly. 'T'was my aunty. I tellt ye. I'm no risking cauld steel in ma wame for a pittance, unless all that's mine is well lookit after--' 'An old lady,' said Lord Grey with forbearance, 'in curling papers and a palatial absence of teeth?' 'My aunt Lizzie!' said Andrew Kerr. 'She has just,' said Lord Grey austerely, 'seriously injured one of my men.' 'How?' The old savage looked interested. 'From an upper w.. | Dorothy Dunnett | ||
| 0d73ff3 | I've heard the Prior here talk about Gabriel,' said Richard serenely. 'He seemed at times to be confusing him with the Pope. | Dorothy Dunnett | ||
| 7b06a34 | The English make bonny speeches, but they run to an awful wee man. And the Kerrs . . . there's something unchancy about a left-handed race.' 'I'm right-handed,' offered Will Scott. 'Aye.' 'And six foot three in my hose.' 'Uh-huh. I didna say I wanted to run up a beanpole. Nor have I heard hide nor hair of a speech, bonny or otherwise.' 'I'm saving it,' he said austerely, 'till I've the theme for it.' 'Oh!' said Grizel Beaton (Younger).. | Dorothy Dunnett | ||
| 0390721 | Intelligence is the only indispensable commodity in life or in warfare. If you think otherwise, go live in a hut with a poet. The rest of us will do our best to defend you. | Dorothy Dunnett | ||
| 5aa96ca | That night at Dumbarton was a classic of its kind. She had hopes still, I think, of enslaving me despite myself with her charms. And I probably thought the same. We both found we were mistaken. It had its moments; but she has the mind and morals of a jungle cat. She didn't enjoy meeting ... another of the same. | Dorothy Dunnett | ||
| 1b6443c | You have not yet discovered what happens to Russians at sea.' 'The same thing, I suppose, that happens to Englishmen,' Chancellor said. 'Scots, I take it, are immune.' 'To sarcasm, yes,' Lymond said. | Dorothy Dunnett |