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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 6661d47 | It is the aloneness within us made manifest, and it destroys not only connection to others but also the ability to be peacefully alone with oneself. | Andrew Solomon | ||
| ebd0193 | Parents' early responses to and interactions with a child determine how that child comes to view himself. These parents are also profoundly changed by their experiences. If you have a child with a disability, you are forever the parent of a disabled child; it is one of the primary facts about you, fundamental to the way other people perceive and decipher you. Such parents tend to view aberrance as illness until habituation and love enable t.. | Andrew Solomon | ||
| 4b01b89 | While people argue with one another about the specifics of Freud's work and blame him for the prejudices of his time, they overlook the fundamental truth of his writing, his grand humility: that we frequently do not know our own motivations in life and are prisoners to what we cannot understand. | Andrew Solomon | ||
| 8975742 | We are to call hares ad become mushrooms," Jermayan explained kindly. "Presumimg Kindolhinadetil will grant us the load of a mirror." "Yes of course," Kellen said, with only a touch of irony."That makes perfect sense." | Mercedes Lackey | ||
| 46e1e72 | I'm consumed with curiosity because if I know Dirk, he probably sent his family a two-tine note--"I'm getting married. I'll be there in a week,"--and no further explanation whatsoever." Skif laughed, and admitted that that was just about what Dirk had written, word for word." | Mercedes Lackey | ||
| 6ac5019 | Glorious Destinies get you Glorious Funerals. | Mercedes Lackey | ||
| 371ff0c | Priests confine broad truths into narrow doctrines, because more rules mean that they have more power. Priests mistake their own prejudice for conscience and mistake what they personally fear for what should universally be feared. Priests look inward to their own small souls and try to impress that smallness on the world, when they should be looking at the greatness of the universe and trying to impress that upon their souls. Priests forget.. | Mercedes Lackey | ||
| 387bbea | Ree-" Grey barked into the icy silence. "Lax!" The word spat so unexpectedly into her ear had precisely the effect Grey must have intended. It shocked Nan for a split second into a state of not-thinking, just being- Suddenly, all in an instant she and Neville were one." | stress | Mercedes Lackey | |
| 720203f | Evil done in the name of a Power of good is still evil. And good done in the name of a Power of evil is still good. | Mercedes Lackey | ||
| cd6a997 | I'm the leader of this herd of cats," she responded. "I doubt my sanity every day." | Mercedes Lackey | ||
| b461c72 | Each spine was an encapsulated memory, each book represented hours, days of pleasure, of immersion into words. | reading memory | Audrey Niffenegger | |
| 6663a3f | Laufen bedeutet fur mich vieles: Uberleben, Ruhe, Euphorie, Einsamkeit. Es ist der Beweis meiner korperlichen Existenz und der Fahigkeit, dass ich meine Bewegung durch den Raum, wenn auch nicht in der Zeit, unter Kontrolle habe, es ist ein Ausdruck der Unterwerfung meines Korpers unter den Willen. | Audrey Niffenegger | ||
| fac63bb | Roy is my favorite security guy. He's a huge African-American gentleman who always has a beautiful smile on his face. He's the King of the Main Desk, and I'm always glad to arrive at work and bask in his magnificent good cheer. | Audrey Niffenegger | ||
| 3807ae1 | He didn't take care of you; you had to take care of yourself. | Audrey Niffenegger | ||
| 0f4e047 | Vivire en Paris y no comere nada que no sea chocolate; ademas fumare puros, me inyectare heroina y solo escuchare a Jimi Hendrix y The Doors. | Audrey Niffenegger | ||
| 068ae0b | I'm not the white-picket-fence kind of guy. So don't go building castles in the air. You'll get trapped in the rubble when they collapse. | white-picket-fence reliable husband playboy | Maureen Child | |
| c12d3ee | A lot of people think I chose these children because they have problems. That's not true. I chose these children because they touched my heart. | Susan Mallery | ||
| 5764608 | I'm not sure you need protecting." "Everyone needs protecting now and then." | Susan Mallery | ||
| 09b5b6a | fifty dollars can't change a life, but when everyone gives a little, we can change the world. | Susan Mallery | ||
| f16f490 | I'm going to walk you home." "I know the way." "Maybe, but the streets are dangerous. I don't want anything to happen to you." "My door is about five feet from yours. What could happen?" "You never know." | Susan Mallery | ||
| 28d93f8 | I thought I was looking for something. Now I get that I was looking for someone. You. I'll go back to school and get my degree because it will make you happy. But also because it will make me the kind of man you want. This all about you, Aurelia. Don't you get that? | Susan Mallery | ||
| afb9c21 | Want to get Chinese?" "I though you cooked." "Like I know how." "That's my girl." -- | Susan Mallery | ||
| 25c90ee | She was back in western Washington state, where rain was so prevalent that a day of sunshine was the lead story on the local news. | washington seattle | Susan Mallery | |
| fa233f4 | I'm a forever kind of guy," he murmured, right before he kissed her. "That's how long I want." | Susan Mallery | ||
| 3d8223d | He grinned like a proud male and moved closer. "It was good." "Are you asking or telling?" "I know it was good." She'd just experienced the longest orgasm in modern history. Who was she to be critical? "It was amazing." He cupped her face and kissed her. "We could do it again." "I don't think that's possible." Instead of answering, he bent down and drew her nipple into his mouth. Then he reached between her legs and lightly touched her. Ins.. | Susan Mallery | ||
| 8cbaec3 | I'll have you know I was wildly in love with Ford long before he was dangerous. No one truly loves like a fourteen-year-old girl. | young-love | Susan Mallery | |
| 5d314f6 | That's what women specialize in-demanding every scrap of humanity we have. Our hearts, our souls and our balls. You can fight it, my friend, but I've learned it's a whole lot smarter to hand it all over quietly. They're going to win in the end and if you resist, you only end up having to beg more. | Susan Mallery | ||
| 91a371e | But, as her mother had often told her, life wasn't meant to be easy. It was meant to be lived. | Susan Mallery | ||
| 977d407 | Safe trip. I love you. No kidding. | Donna Tartt | ||
| 20745b0 | Well the Dutch invented the microscope," she said. "They were jewellers, grinders of lenses. The want it all as detailed as possible because even the tiniest things mean something. Whenever you see flies or insects in a still life- a wilted petal, a black spot on the apple- the painter is giving you a secret message. He's telling you that living things don't last- it's all temporary. Death in life. That's why they're called natures mortes. .. | Donna Tartt | ||
| 8cdd278 | It's not as if we're running a hospital for sick children down here, let's put it that way. Where's the nobility in patching up a bunch of old tables and chairs? Corrosive to the soul, quite possibly. I've seen too many estates not to know that. Idolatry! Caring too much for objects can destroy you. Only--if you care for a thing enough, it takes on a life of its own, doesn't it? And isn't the whole point of things--beautiful things--that th.. | care heart life corrosive patch-up connect objects nobility saving destroy soul | Donna Tartt | |
| 1ddece9 | Genuine beauty is always quite alarming. | Donna Tartt | ||
| 4e797fc | And just as music is the space between notes, just as the stars are beautiful because of the space between them, just as the sun strikes raindrops at a certain angle and throws a prism of colour across the sky - so the space where I exist, and want to keep existing, and to be quiet frank I hope I die in, is exactly this middle distance: where despair struck pure otherness and created something sublime. | Donna Tartt | ||
| ef6d8b5 | Too much--too tempting--to have my hands on it and not look at it. Quickly I slid it out, and almost immediately its glow enveloped me, something almost musical, an internal sweetness that was inexplicable beyond a deep, blood-rocking harmony of rightness, the way your heart beat slow and sure when you were with a person you felt safe with and loved. A power, a shine, came off it, a freshness like the morning light in my old bedroom in New .. | Donna Tartt | ||
| f8e19fb | He came up behind her and laid his hands on her shoulders; bending low, he put his lips close to the nape of her neck. "How about a kiss for your jailbird brother?" he said. She turned halfway, as if to touch her lips to his cheek but he slid a palm down her back and tipped her face up to his and kissed her full on the mouth--not a brotherly kiss, there was no mistaking it for that, but a long, slow, greedy kiss, messy and voluptuous. His b.. | Donna Tartt | ||
| b8c7e02 | We looked at each other, for a long strange moment that I've never forgotten, actually, like two animals meeting at twilight, during which some clear, personable spark seemed to fly up through his eyes and I saw the creature he really was--and he, I believe, saw me. For an instant we were wired together and humming, like two engines on the same circuit. | Donna Tartt | ||
| a62401e | You sound like my dad." "Well--let's put it another way. Who was it said that coincidence was just God's way of remaining anonymous?" "Now you really sound like my dad." "Who's to say that gamblers don't really understand it better than anyone else? Isn't everything worthwhile a gamble? Can't good come around sometimes through some strange back doors?" | Donna Tartt | ||
| 4014878 | It had been a conscious decision to pull free. It had taken everything I had to do it, like an animal gnawing a limb off to escape a trap. And somehow I had done it; | Donna Tartt | ||
| 053db33 | Clearly something had gone wrong, badly, only I wasn't quite sure what--apart from knowing that I was responsible somehow, in the generalized miasma of shame and unworthiness and being-a-burden that never quite left me. | Donna Tartt | ||
| 3114d80 | Whenever you see flies or insects in a still life--a wilted petal, a black spot on the apple--the painter is giving you a secret message. He's telling you that living things don't last--it's all temporary. Death in life. That's why they're called natures mortes. Maybe you don't see it at first, with all the beauty and bloom, the little speck of rot. But if you look closer--there it is. | death life philosophy transience | Donna Tartt | |
| ae17479 | Before, I was paralyzed, though I didn't really know it," he said. "It was because I thought too much, lived too much in the mind. It was hard to make decisions. I felt immobilized." | Donna Tartt | ||
| 6738381 | There is a recurrent scene from those dinners that surfaces again and again, like an obsessive undercurrent in a dream. Julian, at the head of the long table, rises to his feet and lifts his wineglass. 'Live forever,' he says. And the rest of us rise too, and clink our glasses across the table, like an army regiment crossing sabres: Henry and Bunny, Charles and Francis, Camilla and I. 'Live forever,' we chorus, throwing our glasses back in .. | Donna Tartt | ||
| ac895cd | like a stray dog hungry for affection, I felt some profound shift in allegiance, blood-deep, a sudden, humiliating, eyewatering conviction of this place is good, this person is safe, I can trust him, nobody will hurt me here. | Donna Tartt | ||
| 49187cd | It was getting dark; soon it would be time for dinner. I finished my drink in a swallow. The idea of living there, of not having to go back ever again to asphalt and shopping malls and modular furniture; of living there with Charles and Camilla and Henry and Francis and maybe even Bunny; of no one marrying or going home or getting a job in a town a thousand miles away or doing any of the traitorous things friends do after college; of everyt.. | Donna Tartt |