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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 1be06e8 | The point is that the foundation that undergirds the act is one of mutual respect and giving- not taking or using. | Sylvain Reynard | ||
| 87f0e90 | I am the monster, hiding in the darkness, the intruder had whispered. | Sylvain Reynard | ||
| c1526dd | Everyone is pretty enough in the dark," she whispered. "No, they are not." He kissed her before pulling back abruptly, willing himself to stop." | dark darkness | Sylvain Reynard | |
| 00faa3b | love isn't secretive or one-sided." "It isn't," he said fiercely. "Then tell me." He kissed her forehead. "Je t'aim." | Sylvain Reynard | ||
| 52367d3 | His declaration was so honest and so frightening, the words burned into her like fire. | Sylvain Reynard | ||
| 5d7db25 | Wrath is one of the seven deadly sins," she remarked, turning away from him to gaze out the window, trying to alleviate the burning sensation in her middle. He laughed bitterly. "Remarkably, I have all seven; don't bother counting. Pride, envy, wrath, sloth, avarice, gluttony, lust." She lifted an eyebrow but did not turn around. "Somehow, I doubt that." "I don't expect you to understand. You're only a magnet for mishap, while I am a magn.. | Sylvain Reynard | ||
| 6cde0ff | Marriage is the strangest thing. Almost without realizing it, I feel as if our lives and our hearts became knitted together. | Sylvain Reynard | ||
| ed5ebda | Queria ser la musa de alguien. Queria ser venerada y adorada en cuerpo y alma. Queria ser la Beatriz de un Dante apuesto y noble y habitar con el para siempre en el Paraiso. Queria vivir una vida que rivalizara con la belleza de las ilustraciones de Botticelli. | Sylvain Reynard | ||
| 1cb72d0 | Durante estos meses no ha habido nadie mas --asevero--. No queria a nadie que no fueras tu. Pero si me dijeras que te has enamorado de otra persona y que eres feliz, no insistiria. Por mucho que me doliera. --Hizo una mueca y susurro--: Siempre te querre, Julianne, me quieras tu o no. Eres mi cielo. Y mi infierno. | Sylvain Reynard | ||
| 7c96fdb | She knew that upon closer inspection Gabriel would make a lousy poker player. He had too many tells, too many ways he revealed his inner turmoil. He shut his eyes when he was close to losing his temper. He rubbed his face when he was frustrated. He paced when he was distressed or afraid. Rachel watched him begin to pace and wondered what he was afraid of. | Sylvain Reynard | ||
| e3963f8 | Still, all humans had this shared experience--that of suffering. No human being left this world without shedding a tear, or feeling pain, or wading into the sea of sorrow. Why should her life be any different? Why should she expect special, favored treatment? Even Mother Teresa suffered, and she was a saint. | Sylvain Reynard | ||
| 8adb7c6 | She just wanted to be left alone to lick her wounds, like a puppy that had been kicked repeatedly. | Sylvain Reynard | ||
| 0960272 | I am not a good man. I'm not a man at all. But I love you and my love is certainly steadfast. | Sylvain Reynard | ||
| 9e055a5 | She would have done anything for Gabriel, the man shh spent the night with in the woods, if he' d give her even a single indication that he wanted her. She would have descended to Hell and searched for him, looking until she found him.She would have stormed the gates and dragged him back. She would have been Sam to his Frodo and followed him into the bowels ofMount Doom. | Sylvain Reynard | ||
| e85c633 | She'd broken him open and taken his emotional virginity. | Sylvain Reynard | ||
| 7db262e | Dime lo que deseas. La noche es tuya. Puedes ordenarme lo que quieras. --No quiero ordenarte nada --respondio ella, besandolo en los labios--. Solo quiero que me demuestres que me amas. --Julianne, te quiero con los cuatro tipos de amor. Pero esta noche es una celebracion del eros. | Sylvain Reynard | ||
| 90bed30 | Estoy segura. Gabriel no es perfecto, pero es perfecto para mi. Somos el uno para el otro. | Sylvain Reynard | ||
| 6b43214 | La gracia no es algo que nos merezcamos, Gabriel --dijo Julia suavemente--. Es algo que nace del amor. Dios llena el mundo de segundas oportunidades, hojitas y misericordia, aunque no todos las ven ni las quieren. | Sylvain Reynard | ||
| eeda459 | Noah released the raven and the raven returned. If I were able to hope, I'd hope you would return to me. Good night, Cassita. | Sylvain Reynard | ||
| 12c5f0e | Women are mysterious, he mused. She laughed, In what way? They're a study in contrast: soft and strong, fierce and gentle. They can do everything, of course, and yet one feels compelled to do everything for them. | Sylvain Reynard | ||
| b7cf40e | In other words, Botticelli's ideal women look like women and not boys. They're soft and curvaceous. Healthy and rounded. Women of the size figured in this painting were considered beautiful for centuries, if not millennia. They were the aesthetic ideal during my lifetime and long after." He brought his mouth to her neck before whispering, "My ideal hasn't changed." | botticelli plus-size renaissance william-to-raven | Sylvain Reynard | |
| f2b8cbb | As my grandmother used to say, if you've got nothing good to say about someone, let's hear it. | Lawrence Block | ||
| 4924f01 | Your unconscious mind takes the things you can't handle and plays with them while you sleep until some of the sharp corners are worn off. | Lawrence Block | ||
| 651fc9a | There are eight million stories in the naked city," he intoned. "You remember that program? Used to be on television some years back." "I remember." "They had that line at the end of every show. 'There are eight million stories in the naked city. This has been one of them.' " "I remember it." "Eight million stories," he said. "You know what you got in this city, this fucked-up toilet of a naked fucking city? You know what you got? You got e.. | Lawrence Block | ||
| b276a40 | Sometimes it's a dog-eat-dog world and the rest of the time it's the other way around. | Lawrence Block | ||
| 75c5f42 | I stood for a moment, letting my ears do the walking, and then I gave the bell a thorough ring and waited thirty thoughtful seconds before ringing it again. And that, let me assure you, is not a waste of time. Public institutions throughout the fifty states provide food and clothing and shelter for lads who don't ring the bell first. | Lawrence Block | ||
| 76f33bb | Many of us may not know too much about our characters, but we tell the reader altogether too much. | Lawrence Block | ||
| b0bc558 | We're all whirling merrily through the void on a dying planet, and gay people are just doing their usual number, being shamelessly trendy as always. Right out in front on the cutting edge of death. | Lawrence Block | ||
| 0e88053 | The New Your energy goes beyond anything you'll find anywhere else. It's too much for some people and it grinds them down, but it lifts up and animates the rest of us. | human-nature individuality inspiration knowledge-of-self life living-in-a-city philosophy sadness security | Lawrence Block | |
| f08f656 | I settled for a cup of coffee. Only it wasn't coffee. It was a coffee substitute made by grinding up dandelion roots. The idea was that it wouldn't keep you awake, and it's always seemed to me that the only thing coffee really has going for it is that it will keep you awake. | Lawrence Block | ||
| c46203c | And, as long as you can make yourself go on choosing the pain over the relief, you can keep going. | Lawrence Block | ||
| f93241a | Life, I'd heard someone say, is a comedy for those who think and a tragedy for those who feel. It seemed to me that it was both at once, even for those of us who don't do much of either. | Lawrence Block | ||
| 88b055b | Martin Greer Galton had ceased troubling his fellow man in 1964, when a cerebral aneurysm achieved what most of his acquaintances and business associates would have dearly loved to have had a hand in. | Lawrence Block | ||
| 4364d96 | So many changes, eating away at the world like water dripping on a rock. | Lawrence Block | ||
| 7954ed2 | My glass was empty. I poured more scotch into it, took a small sip, and all at once the silly thing was empty again. Strange. Then it was full again. And then it was empty again. Strange, I thought. Fool glass must have a hole in it. Scotch disappears the instant it's poured. Strange. Then I was stretched out on the bed, too tired and too drunk to bother removing my shoes. My eyes closed themselves and the world crept away on little c.. | Lawrence Block | ||
| 8bf85d7 | In my humble opinion," (Ghandi) told the court, "non-cooperation with evil is as much a duty as is co-operation with good." -- | Wade Davis | ||
| e065eff | during his four-day vision quest, the Indian built a sweat lodge of willow and hides, fasted, cleansed himself with sage and cedar, and endured the heat of the fire until his spirit was released to soar over a field of snakes. His ordeal ended when a vision of his mother appeared and told him to go back home because he had forgotten his pipe. | Wade Davis | ||
| e442049 | Let him who thinks war is a glorious, golden thing, who loves to roll forth stirring words of exhortation, invoking honour and praise and valour and love of country ... Let him but look at a little pile of sodden grey rags that cover half a skull and a shin-bone and what might have been its ribs, or at this skeleton lying on its side, resting half crouching as it fell, perfect that it is headless, and with the tattered clothing still draped.. | introspection reflection war wisdom | Wade Davis | |
| 0450fe7 | Money and titles may be hereditary," she would say, "but brains are not," | Emmuska Orczy | ||
| de562ca | He was but a man madly, blindly, passionately in love, and as soon as her light footsteps had died away within the house, he knelt down upon the terrace steps, and in the very madness of his love he kissed one by one the places where her small foot had trodden, and the stone balustrade there, where her tiny hand had rested last. | Emmuska Orczy | ||
| 3ec4001 | Yet, with all that, no one dared to interfere. Burke had exhausted all his eloquence in trying to induce the British Government to fight the revolutionary government of France, but Mr. Pitt, with characteristic prudence, did not feel that this country was fit yet to embark on another arduous and costly war. It was for Austria to take the initiative; Austria, whose fairest daughter was even now a dethroned queen, imprisoned and insulted by a.. | Emmuska Orczy | ||
| 35c1c09 | Love, the great, the strong, the conquering god --- Love that subdues a world, and rides roughshod over principle, virtue, tradition, over home, kindred, and religion -- what cares he for the easy conquest of the pathetic being, who appeals to his sympathy? Love means equality -- the same height of heroism or of sin. When Love stoops to pity, he has ceased to soar in the boundless space, that rarefied atmosphere wherein man feels himself ma.. | Emmuska Orczy | ||
| 7d52343 | l tGTWw wjhh blmndyl, 'rydh 'n y`td `l~ hdh lmwt ldhy yHmlh. | Federico García Lorca | ||
| 53ca6ca | Tambien yo quiero dejarte si pienso como se piensa. Pero voy donde tu vas. Tu tambien. Da un paso. Prueba. Clavos de luna nos funden mi cintura y tus caderas. | federico-garcia-lorca poesía poetry teatro | Federico García Lorca |