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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 2d990ef | The gospel of perpetual economic growth carries in its train the salvation promise of a life bigger and better for everyone. But this greater good is often mythical. The actual experience of believers rarely bear out the claims of their faith. Even so, many adherents cleave stubbornly, fearfully to orthodoxy. I guess it's what they know. | economic-growth promise | Tim Winton | |
| 050b492 | Somewhere a bicycle bell rings. Somewhere else there's a war on. Somewhere else people turn to shadows and powder in an instant and the streets turn to funnels and light the sky with their burning. Somewhere a war is over. | Tim Winton - Cloudstreet | ||
| 27cf646 | You can hide in someone else's rage - it blinds them | tim winton | ||
| 1948422 | And I wish I could say I stayed up late thinking about him but the truth is I was only awake a little while. I was so tired the swag felt like a sponge that soaked me up. I went to sleep like someone disappearing from the earth, like rain sopped into dust. | Tim Winton | ||
| 1e3373b | Thinks the sun shines out yer clacker. | Tim Winton | ||
| 079ac35 | past is still in them. The force of events long gone, it lingers. These heavenly bodies and earthly forms, what are they but expressions of matters unfinished? Perhaps it's not childish nonsense to see stones as men walking, to behold the moon and feel a tinge of dread. A stone is a fact, a consequence. And the moon, it marks a man's days, does it not? Another month gone, a reminder every cycle that your moment is waning. No wonder it catch.. | Tim Winton | ||
| 0096331 | Dirt music, Fox tells Georgie, is "anything you can play on a verandah or porch, without electricity." | tim-winton | Tim Winton | |
| 5e38d20 | I have never been a violent man. Just a little creepy, it seems. | Tim Winton | ||
| 156c1b0 | It's how I fill the time when nothing's happening, thinking too much, flirting with melancholy | Tim Winton | ||
| 080c2bc | I am your husband. When you feel lonely or afraid or unhappy, it is to me you must come. My arms are here for you, and my strength too for whatever it is worth. You will never be a burden to me. | Mary Balogh | ||
| b22a959 | Sometimes sexuality was more compelling when it was not overt. | Mary Balogh | ||
| 2d3f53c | My mind cannot grasp forever," she told him. "There must surely be an end somewhere. But the big question is-what it beyond the end?" | Mary Balogh | ||
| ef41f85 | Tell me, Lady Angeline, is there a color represented in your rather splendid riding hat? It would be a shame if there were. It would be sitting all alone on a palette somewhere, feeling rejected and dejected. | Mary Balogh | ||
| d31589a | Eunice Goddard," he said, all pretense of sleepiness gone from his eyes, "will you marry me? I have no flowery speech prepared and would feel remarkably idiotic delivering it even if I had. Will you just simply marry me, my love? Because I love you? Will you take the risk? I am fully aware that there is a risk. I can only urge you to take a chance on me while I promise to do my very best to love and cherish you for the rest of my days and e.. | Mary Balogh | ||
| 5b17669 | May intelligent, bookish ladies sometimes be reformed?" he asked her. She thought about it. "I suppose it may be within the bounds of possibility," she said, "even if not of probability." | Mary Balogh | ||
| 506f2e3 | Gifts were dangerous things, she thought. Sometimes one succeeded only in taking far more than one gave. | Mary Balogh | ||
| c01634b | As he had once said to someone in England, though he did not care to remember whom, he had liked the sight of the sea because it represented his escape from England. And he had escaped. But she had said that perhaps it was from himself he wished to escape and that it could not be done. For wherever he went, he must inevitably take himself along too. | sea | Mary Balogh | |
| 439d10d | All is artifice in my world, Constantine. Even me. Especially me. He taught me to be a duchess, to be an impregnable fortress, to be the guardian of my own heart, But he admitted that he could not teach me how or when to allow the fortress to be breached or my heart to be unlocked. It would simply happen, he said. he promised it would, in fact. But how is love to find me, even assuming it is looking? | heart love | Mary Balogh | |
| 48b17f0 | He had always felt that he lived on the edges of life, Constantine realized, watching everyone else living, sometimes helping them do it. | life live | Mary Balogh | |
| ae300a3 | He would never know know her. Such intimacy but no communication, because words - even if she could speak or write them - could never explain her world to him. | Mary Balogh | ||
| b50f654 | That was the heart of the difference, she thought. In her world she had learned to . Other people seemed to gain their sense of identity and worth from | Mary Balogh | ||
| 4ef7df5 | One could not live forever, though, upon memories and dreams. One could not forever ignore the fact that one was alone and that perhaps one would be alone for the rest of one's life. | Mary Balogh | ||
| 5e88993 | Negativity could be frighteningly contagious. | Mary Balogh | ||
| ad0d776 | Living is not merely a matter of staying alive, is it? It is what you do with your life and the fact of your survival that counts. | Mary Balogh | ||
| ca3c1b7 | Why say something," he asked her, "if your words mean nothing?" -- | Mary Balogh | ||
| 95c47c5 | He wished he understood women better. It was a well-known fact that they did not mean half of what they said. But which half did they mean? | Mary Balogh | ||
| b1aa655 | Hugo could cheerfully have died of mortification - if such a mass of contradictions had been possible. | Mary Balogh | ||
| 91755c4 | The comforting thing about difficult days, Chloe had learned from experience, was that the sun rose at the start of them and set at the end just as it did on any other day. And there was always the assurance of better days ahead. | Mary Balogh | ||
| 86d0bae | It is a common failing of men. They see someone they consider beautiful and desirable and eligible, and they imagine that they love her. In fact, though, they love themselves reflected in her eyes. | Mary Balogh | ||
| 530a05d | All people, he thought with a sigh as he left the room, had their own demons to be fought--or not fought. Perhaps that was what life was all about. Perhaps life was a test to see how well we deal with our own particular demons, and how much sympathy we show others as they tread their own particular path through life. You do not still hate her?" she asked as he moved her off to the side of the path for an open carriage that was coming toward.. | Mary Balogh | ||
| 18317c8 | But it was possible to teach what one could not practice. | Mary Balogh | ||
| 7849064 | Aloneness is not always the same thing as loneliness. | Mary Balogh | ||
| fec8833 | The only thing you can neither plan nor control, my dearest love, the duke had once told her, is love itself. When you find it, you must yield to it. But only if it is the one and only true passion of your life. Never if it is anything less than that, or life will consume you. But how am I to know? She had asked him. You will know. | Mary Balogh | ||
| 7b319c7 | Life so often becomes a determined, relentless avoidance of pain - of one's own, of other people's. But sometimes pain has to be acknowledged and even touched so that one can move into it and through it and past it. Or else be destroyed by it. | Mary Balogh | ||
| e33a766 | There is a l-life lesson here for all of us, is there, M-Mrs. Keeping?" he asked her. "We should all and always look upward, and all our t-troubles will be at an end?" She smiled. "If only life were that simple." "But for daffodils it is," he said. "We are not daffodils." | Mary Balogh | ||
| 65f9e20 | The wind was cold and cut into her even though it was at her back, but she loved the wild sound and the salt smell of it and the deepened sense of solitude it brought. | Mary Balogh | ||
| fd49970 | I prefer to think of marriage as an equality of give and take. | Mary Balogh | ||
| ea27478 | I will love you all my life and even beyond that," he said. "You will always be my only love." | Mary Balogh | ||
| e36ebf4 | He shrugs as he slowly collects himself. "I guess there was a part of me that kept hoping you would rise from the dead. Like a normal vampire." | Christopher Pike | ||
| 7d5dbd6 | we were here to become like God. To live like his blessed son. We just needed a few pints of Christ's blood to do so. | impossibility purpose-in-life | Christopher Pike | |
| fb62a71 | It's because you weren't in love," Mary said. "When you're in love it's beautiful. When you're not it's just dirty filthy sex. Loveless sex has no true spiritual meaning deep inside your soul. But love makes everything totally cool. Love is God's special gift to horny teenage girls and boys. It makes them feel less guilty." | love sex | Christopher Pike | |
| cc8181b | Time cannot destroy it. I am that love - time cannot touch me. Time but changes the form. Somewhere in some time it will return. When you least expect it, the face of a loved one reappears. Look beyond that face and you will see me. | vampire-love vampire-romance | Christopher Pike | |
| b79edd5 | That was sarcasm. I cannot read tea leaves. I mean, not unless someone lines them up in the shapes of letters.) | Maggie Shayne | ||
| c3f0b12 | You should slow down. Learn to enjoy the journey. You never really get where you're going, anyway. | Maggie Shayne |