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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 87a9597 | There are people, primarily women!--who are what I call 'conduits of emotion.' In their company, the half dead can come alive. They need not be beautiful women or girls. It's a matter of blood warmth. The integrity of the spirit." He turned the page of his sketch pad and began anew, whistling thinly through his teeth. "Thus an icy-cold soul, in the presence of one so blessed, can regain something of his lost self. Sometimes!" | Joyce Carol Oates | ||
| 7d2819c | Then the noise faded and Legs squinted up at the sky, the moon so bright you'd never think it could be merely rock like the earth's common rock and lifeless, merely reflected light from an invisible sun and not a powerful living light of its own... | Joyce Carol Oates | ||
| 17c739a | Like a turnip such a head could be blown away very easily. For where a man was weak, a woman has unmanned him. It would be a mercy to blow such a man away. | Joyce Carol Oates | ||
| 115b521 | I learned you don't discover the evidence of any cause in its result. | Joyce Carol Oates | ||
| 4bb98cb | Oh, it's a terrible, cruel thing--first you're young, and that takes up such a long time you think it's forever, then suddenly you're not young, and you never get used to it--and, oh dear, there's just the one way out. | Joyce Carol Oates | ||
| 1d11f22 | Impossible not to imagine the dead observing us. Our love for them a soft, shimmering gossamar that trails behind us. | Joyce Carol Oates | ||
| cbb0656 | It's a taboo subject. How the dead are betrayed by the living. We who are living--we who have survived--understand that our guilt is what links us to the dead. At all times we can hear them calling to us, a growing incredulity in their voices, You will not forget me -- will you? How can you forget me? I have no one but you. | Joyce Carol Oates | ||
| 5d1114a | Remembering backward is the easy thing. If you could remember forward, you could save yourself... | Joyce Carol Oates | ||
| 6f2501c | As if whoever it was held that camera was her closest friend. Or maybe it was the camera that was her closest friend. | Joyce Carol Oates | ||
| b9081dc | That glass sliver in the heart. Amid a fluttery-delicious Benzedrine rush, virtually every remark made to you is freighted with destiny, a sweet-painful stab in the heart. And Benzedrine and champagne, what a combination! The Blond Actress was only just discovering what everybody else in Hollywood knew. | Joyce Carol Oates | ||
| 85d11ca | I live now for my work. I live for my work. I live only for my work. One day I will do work deserving of my talent & desire. One day. This I pledge. This I vow. I want you to love me for my work. But if you don't love me I can't continue my work. So please love me! - so I can continue my work. I am trapped here! I am trapped in this blond mannequin with the face. I can only breathe through that face! Those nostrils! That mouth! Help me to b.. | Joyce Carol Oates | ||
| 91079ce | Maybe all there is is just the next thing maybe all there is is just the next thing maybe all there is is just just the next just the next thing maybe all there is is just the next maybe all there is is is just is just the next thing Roslyn's words stuck in her head & she could not stop repeating them Maybe all there is is just the next thing like a Hindu mantra & she was a yogin murmuring her secret prayer Maybe all there is just the next .. | Joyce Carol Oates | ||
| dc7bb52 | To claim - to claim repeatedly - that you are innocent of what it is claimed by others that you have done, or might have done, or are in some quarters strongly suspected of having done, is never enough unless others, numberous others, will say it for you. | Joyce Carol Oates | ||
| 452f2db | Hiding under the bed doesn't make the worry stop. | the-dog | Cynthia Voigt | |
| 4df0dc0 | a really good friend, the kind of friend who - when they were together both of them were more able to be who they really were. | Cynthia Voigt | ||
| ac68297 | I felt that the world itself had changed and that it would never be steady under my feet again. I felt I understood nothing of people and had no way to learn. I felt fear. Until you have felt fear, you cannot imagine it. Once you have really felt it, you know that all your earlier nervousness was but a pale shadow. | Cynthia Voigt | ||
| 6741fb4 | Dicey looked out over the tall marsh grasses, blowing in the wind. If the wind blew, the grasses had to bend with it. | Cynthia Voigt | ||
| a15c37b | Depression is a disorder of mood, so mysteriously painful and elusive in the way it becomes known to the self--to the mediating intellect--as to verge close to being beyond description. | William Styron | ||
| efb295a | I suddenly encountered the face of loneliness, and decided that it was a merciless and ugly face indeed. | William Styron | ||
| 4929566 | It was, of course, the memory of Sophie and Nathan's long-ago plunge that set loose this flood [of tears], but it was also a letting go of rage and sorrow for the many others who during these past months had battered at my mind and now demanded my mourning: Sophie and Nathan, yes, but also Jan and Eva -- Eva with her one-eyed mis -- and Eddie Farrell, and Bobby Weed, and my young black savior Artiste, and Maria Hunt, and Nat Turner, and Wan.. | William Styron | ||
| c54e28a | Then I resolved that I would go back out there and somehow cope with the situation, despite the fact that I lacked a strategy and was frightened to the pit of my being. | strength-of-character stress styron | William Styron | |
| 205a676 | A few times in my life, I have been manipulated by the sexual power of a woman. "Could you help with my assignment?" I'll do it for you. "I don't know why they've given me middle seat." Take mine. "I thought the trains would still be running." Let me drive your home. No promises, no offers, nothing expected in return." | promises sexual-power taking-advantage | Graeme Simsion | |
| bec2c9f | I had observed that neurotypicals criticised autistic people for lacking empathy... but seldom made any effort to improve their own empathy towards autistic people. Pg 318 | empathy | Graeme Simsion | |
| dd238c4 | How are you going to kiss a girl if you won't share her ice-cream? | Graeme Simsion | ||
| ec92c66 | You considered me as a partner?' 'Sure,' she said. 'Except for the fact that you have no idea of social behaviour, your life's ruled by a whiteboard and you're incapable of feeling love - you're perfect. | Graeme Simsion | ||
| 9b6fce7 | There were approximately twenty-five people milling around the door and the front of the classroom, but I immediately recognised Julie, the convenor, from Gene's description: 'blonde with big tits'. In fact, her breasts were probably no more than one and a half standard deviations from the mean size for her body weight, and hardly a remarkable identifying feature. It was more a question of elevation and exposure, as a result of her choice o.. | Graeme Simsion | ||
| 59aaf3d | There was only one bar of that name, in a back street of an inner suburb. I had already modified the day's schedule, cancelling my market trip to catch up on the lost sleep. I would purchase a ready-made dinner instead. I am sometimes accused of being inflexible, but I think this demonstrates an ability to adapt to even the strangest of circumstances. | Graeme Simsion | ||
| 1ee97f9 | Difficulties are inevitable," I said. "Major projects require persistence." | Graeme Simsion | ||
| 4433da2 | Contrary to popular belief, alcohol does not destroy brain cells. | Graeme Simsion | ||
| bef216d | Greetings. My name is Don Tillman and I am a suspected paedophile. I wish to put myself on standby for an assessment. | Graeme Simsion | ||
| 6f987cc | Dishonesty was part of the price of being a social animal, and of marriage in particular. | Graeme Simsion | ||
| d50b762 | I began the second half of my life by making coffee. | Graeme Simsion | ||
| 7d11ec9 | I need a minute to think," she said. I automatically started the timer on my watch. Suddenly Rosie started laughing. I looked at her, understandably puzzled at this outburst in the middle of a critical life decision. "The watch," she said. "I say 'I need a minute' and you start timing. Don is not dead." | Graeme Simsion | ||
| 854f925 | As he talked, I thought, "Maybe I'm wrong about the guy." Put him with someone like Anna Gunderson, a nice woman who has suffered a great tragedy, and his empathetic side came out. And then I realized he was faking it." | gabriel olivia | Kelley Armstrong | |
| 3942643 | F--- off. It's not like that. Her and me. I'm just saying--" "That you hadn't left her for good. I never said you had. You just wanted to withdraw long enough to get used to the idea that you'd lost your chance. Lick your wounds, suck it in, and bounce back to being her friend and mentor, and be happy with just that." "I am happy with just that. It's all I want." "Is it? Or is that what you're telling yourself because you think you never ha.. | Kelley Armstrong | ||
| f21a6e9 | Good night, Jeremy," I said, and closed the door. I stepped away, reached back and started unzipping my dress. He pressed his hands to the glass. I could read his lips. "That's not fair." I smiled and finished unzipping. The dress slid off my shoulders, but stayed there. I looked at him, his gaze fixed on me, eyes dark with lust. "You wouldn't dare," he mouthed. I turned, then let it fall off the rest of the way. And, once off, there was no.. | jeremy teasing | Kelley Armstrong | |
| b55df24 | I find fairies with cell phones disconcerting enough. Do they really need to use text talk? | Kelley Armstrong | ||
| 28e0175 | I'd seriously contemplated a real collar - a sparkly green one - if only because I was sure it would offend his dignity. | collar dignity humor olivia | Kelley Armstrong | |
| c745ee6 | The hounds will come to Cainsville and when they do, you'll wish you made a very different choice today | foreshadowing hounds threat warning | Kelley Armstrong | |
| ab7d5f9 | Don't talk to the crazy kids. I longed to shout back that we weren't crazy. I'd mistaken her kid for a ghost, that's all. | Kelley Armstrong | ||
| 90ad959 | The Fates teleported me to the ascended angels staff lounge. It wasn't called that, naturally. We weren't staff. This wasn't a job. It was a calling. An honor. A noble mission. Bullshit. | Kelley Armstrong | ||
| bf6d7ea | I'm not a shrink. Never been to one. Shot a couple. Don't think that counts. | Kelley Armstrong | ||
| 52ac76d | There is no freedom from the prison of the mind. | Kelley Armstrong | ||
| 3edd585 | A suitably sultry voice answered his office phone. I gave my name, and she checked to see if Mr. Walsh was in. Given that Grace said he was the only lawyer at his firm, one wouldn't think she'd need to check | office olivia secretary | Kelley Armstrong |