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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| b7294db | Boiled down, isn't love just a form of vanity? You know, the wish to be adored. To be the absolute center for someone else. | Carol Shields | ||
| fb5d287 | Love is not, anywhere, taken seriously. It's not respected. It's the one thing in the world everyone wants, but for some reason people are obliged to pretend that love is trifling and foolish. | Carol Shields | ||
| c115849 | In our marriage it was our practice not to share anything that was upsetting, depressing, demoralizing, tedious--unless it was unavoidable. Because so much in a writer's life can be distressing--negative reviews, rejections by magazines, difficulties with editors, publishers, book designers--disappointment with one's own work, on a daily/hourly basis!--it seemed to me a very good idea to shield Ray from this side of my life as much as I cou.. | Joyce Carol Oates | ||
| d6ae115 | It was as though she had veered, accidentally, into her own life. | life | Carol Shields | |
| c365d19 | I presented him with an African violet, which I saw as symbolically useful, though I'm not sure the others understood the subtleties. (African violets must be watered from the bottom, not the top, and this, I believe, is analogous to the writing of sonnets in the twenty-first century.) | Carol Shields | ||
| 4622467 | Even after everyone had gone home, the house was filled with the good time they'd had, as if it could linger in the air like the voices and music lingered in memory. Mina wrapped the memory up and put it in her heart; there was a quiet gladness, deep like a tree and tall in her | Cynthia Voigt | ||
| a838978 | Perhaps, he thought, if I only think of this second, this moment, the train won't come at all. Think of the water, think of now. | William Styron | ||
| 90e8a37 | I don't see any point in trying to equate one evil with another, or to assign some stupid scale of values. They're both awful! Would | William Styron | ||
| e4eed90 | The most futile thing a man can do is to ponder the alternatives, to stew and fret over the life that might have been lived if circumstances had not pointed his future in a certain direction. | William Styron | ||
| 81c155c | Someday I will understand Auschwitz. This was a brave statement but innocently absurd. No one will ever understand Auschwitz. What I might have set down with more accuracy would have been: Someday I will write about Sophie's life and death, and thereby help demonstrate how absolute evil is never extinguished from the world. Auschwitz itself remains inexplicable. The most profound statement yet made about Auschwitz was not a statement at all.. | William Styron | ||
| 6b5984d | That I chose Independence Day as the moment to strike was of course a piece of deliberate irony. | William Styron | ||
| d2fc173 | And what else did Christianity accomplish?" he said. "Here's what Christianity accomplished. Christianity accomplished the mob. The mob. It accomplished not only your senseless butchery, the extermination of all those involved in it, black and white, but the horror of lawless retaliation and reprisal--one hundred and thirty-one innocent niggers both slave and free cut down by the mob that roamed Southampton for a solid week, searching venge.. | William Styron | ||
| 71fcd58 | But my behavior was really the result of the illness, which had progressed far enough to produce some of its most famous and sinister hallmarks: confusion, failure of mental focus and lapse of memory. | William Styron | ||
| 5e95749 | On Major Depression, quoted by the great William Styron of Sophie's Choice & Darkness Visible: | pain suffering stigma | William Styron | |
| 54723a3 | I actually shivered at the insincerity that gripped me as I spoke these words: their falseness was shameful. I was sure my coolness would return. I'd just been caught with my guard down. But at the moment I was in shambles. Walking along the deck (adopting my old casual swagger), I jollied up the troops with small talk, put on a frozen grin, and kept murmuring to myself with rhythmic fatuity: You love the marine Corps, it's a terrific war, .. | William Styron | ||
| 47d1624 | The pain is unrelenting, and what makes the condition intolerable is the foreknowledge that no remedy will come -- not in a day, an hour, a month, or a minute. If there is mild relief, one knows that it is only temporary; more pain will follow. | William Styron | ||
| 7cbc48b | And so you see, dear reader, the death of my friend Sophie forced me to realize that the whole universe is one big concentration camp run by God -- the biggest Nazi of them all! So slavery in Virginia wasn't all that bad. And it was really God's fault anyway. Pretty good tragic insight there. Think I'll crank some Bellamy Brothers and get loaded! | lies-we-tell-ourselves | William Styron | |
| 6b5e486 | Forgiveness is the key to the recovery of the soul. | Bebe Moore Campbell | ||
| 9fc3a3e | They caught the sound of footfalls at the same moment, and both stood as a tall figure ran toward them, his blade in hand. "Stop there, traitor," Sabre said, raising her sling. "Or I'll fell you before you take another step." "The advantage of a missile weapon," Moria said. "Exactly. And it appears he has enough experience with yours to respect mine." "No, he'll only pretend he's listening, as he talks and distracts, and then creeps close e.. | Kelley Armstrong | ||
| 810c6ce | In the meantime, I'll get a job. I'll pay my own way." "A job?" "Mmm, yeah. It's that thing people do to make money." | money rick-people olivia mother sarcasm | Kelley Armstrong | |
| 9ae8b80 | To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all. | Kelley Armstrong | ||
| f02dcad | You might want to pop your collar." "Hey if the biker doesn't pop his, I'm not popping mine. Also? We're thirty years past that fashion faux pas." "Yeah, but it still comes in handy when you're sporting a hickey." "What?" My hands flew to my neck, and I found the tender spot. "Shit. No, that's not-- I burned it. My hair wasn't cooperating, so I dragged out the curling iron." "Gabriel has a curling iron?" "No, I meant--Damn it." I rooted thr.. | hickey | Kelley Armstrong | |
| 0da259b | He made my life hell. Him and Tonto over there." Daniel glared toward Nick. "Poor little Clay. He has problems. He's had a tough life. You should be nice to him. You should make friends with him. That's all I ever heard. All they saw was a cute little runt of a wolf cub. He bared his teeth and they thought it was cute. He ordered us around like a miniature Napoleon and they thought it was cute. Well, it wasn't cute from where I was standing.. | humor elena-michaels world-domination | Kelley Armstrong | |
| 528c088 | Preferirei chiedere un passaggio allo psicopatico del villaggio." Clay ha ghignato di nuovo. "Dimentichi che sono io lo psicopatico del villaggio, ." | Kelley Armstrong | ||
| 1ed09a9 | There were women, too. They were a little more what I expected. Tight jeans. Tank tops without bras. Evening makeup at noon. Jersey hair. The general vibe varied from "wouldn't look out of place on a corner of 47th" to "could work at a really nice strip club." | biker-women strip-clubs | Kelley Armstrong | |
| 517eac7 | It is certainly not impossible that my father would attempt to frighten me," he said. "He did so many times in my youth. But he takes too great a risk here. I am his only heir. There is little point in winning an empire if one cannot launch a dynasty. With both his age and his past . . . performance, he is not foolish enough to believe he can father more sons. That is why I can get away with some degree of disrespect. Yet there is a limit, .. | Kelley Armstrong | ||
| 76d3496 | The sense that the only thing better than being alone would be to be with someone who made you feel as safe and comfortable as you did when you were alone. He rose on his elbow to look down at Olivia. | Kelley Armstrong | ||
| 4fdbbb9 | ethics were in most cases a burden that could be reasonably ignored in pursuit of necessity. | gabriel ethics | Kelley Armstrong | |
| dcea95b | Guess it didn't matter if it was a group home or summer camp, guys and their stomachs didn't change. | Kelley Armstrong | ||
| 3a3004d | A Bad Omen is a warning. A sign to stop and reconsider. Proceed with caution. | oliva-tayler-jones paranormal-thriller omens | Kelley Armstrong | |
| 9fc4dab | Yeah, I know. These days, weird is my life. I should get that on a T-shirt. | Kelley Armstrong | ||
| bf3ec8e | I grabbed her by the waist and swung her around to face me. As I bent, I closed my eyes ... and kissed air as she ducked out of my grasp. I opened my eyes to see her dancing backward along the path. I made a noise in my throat. she said. I lunged. She backed away. I let out another growl and crossed my arms. She grinned, blue eyes dancing. She wheeled and ran. As I went after her, adrenaline pumped through me, like liquid fire. There wa.. | chloe derek tease | Kelley Armstrong | |
| 727df35 | That's my point, you dumb f-ing Mick. You're not just letting him poach on your turf--you're opening the gate and inviting him in...Why don't you just hand him a bouquet of roses and a box of f-ing condoms while you're at it, Jacko?" "It's not like that," Jack said. "No? Nadia is yours, and it's about time you had the balls to do something about it." | Kelley Armstrong | ||
| 1feefba | What the hell is that?" I jumped and glanced over to see Kristof staring at Grady, who was waving his arms, rolling his eyes, shaking and moaning. "I think he's possessed," I said. "By what? Epilepsy?" | kristof possessed | Kelley Armstrong | |
| 370293e | What's their purpose?" I asked as a I stood. "Children? No idea. It appears to be simply an inconvenient stage between birth and usefulness." | Kelley Armstrong | ||
| 40beefe | Comfort and reassurance and a wordless understanding that there is always darkness. In some part of us, there is absolute darkness, as much as we wish otherwise. As much as we pretend otherwise. Anders shifts | Kelley Armstrong | ||
| e01c6fe | Switchblade," I said. "Nice. I could use one of those." "That's not enough?" He whispered, pointing at my gun. "It does the job, if the job us to kill. I need a backup that's not always so lethal." "You could try getting yourself into fewer situations where you need a weapon." | Kelley Armstrong | ||
| 066e0d7 | She told you something?" "Yes. You're evil." His brows shot up. "That's news?" | Kelley Armstrong | ||
| 831e0f9 | Corey said. Hayley turned on Tori. Corey said. I asked Corey. "Bossy, isn't she?" Tori said. Corey said with a grin." | humor tori hayley flirt cute | Kelley Armstrong | |
| 2b2bcfc | I want limits, damn it. I'll accept omens and portents and second sight. I'll accept giant black hounds and creepy ravens and magpies. I'm still working out the fae and Wild Hunt thing. But I draw the line at people disappearing into thin air. | Kelley Armstrong | ||
| df501cd | A lot of stories about me getting into trouble start with a girl. | Kelley Armstrong | ||
| fcdffb0 | For the last hour of our trip Jeremy ran through the do's and don'ts. Most of them were don'ts. The simple act of dining now came with even more rules than Miss Fishton had for the kindergarten sandbox. I couldn't raid the icebox. I couldn't ask anyone except Jeremy for between-meal snacks. I had to eat with utensils. I had to chew with my mouth shut. I had to sit with the other Pack youth. I couldn't touch any food before everyone older th.. | Kelley Armstrong | ||
| 591a5d7 | My foggy brain slid away and-- And I was still dressed in only my bra and panties. Well, at least it's a nice set of bra and panties. Yep, these were the thoughts going through my brain as I looked at a photo of a decapitated head on my bed. | thoughts humor decapitated-head olivia underwear | Kelley Armstrong | |
| 2f02fbd | I never tell that story. I hate it. Hate, hate, hate it. I refuse to let my past explain my present. I grew up, I grew up stronger, I overcame it. End of story. From the time I was old enough to realize that my problems were not my fault, I'd decided not to shift the blame to all of those foster families, but to get rid of it. Throw it out. Move on. I could imagine no fate worse than becoming someone who tells the story of her dysfunctional.. | Kelley Armstrong |