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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 57c23cc | The years peeled slowly off, one by one, or perhaps dozens at a time. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 04f9233 | But this was fancy; she was succumbing to fancy in a way she hadn't done before. | fancy fantasy | Gregory Maguire | |
| 9332192 | The moon passed overhead in its path from the Vinkus, and she felt its accusatory spotlight, and moved back from the tall windows. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| c0c3bf4 | And there the wicked old witch stayed for a good long time... And did she ever come out? ... Not yet. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 6fe8e47 | To grow a melody?" "You can't grow a melody on purpose," she said, and slyly added, "you have to plant an accidental." | Gregory Maguire | ||
| f393402 | But who could teach daughters how to fly? Parents were by definition earthbound, grub eaters, feet in their own coffins, by dint of being parents. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| d846216 | What a world I've come up through, said Liir to himself. Oh, what a world, what a world. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 16dd227 | People who claim that they're evil are usually no worse than the rest of us." He sighed. "It's people who claim that they're good, or anyway better than the rest of us, that you have to be wary of." | Gregory Maguire | ||
| c30288c | Gossip is instructive," said the Wizard. "It tells which way the wind is blowing." -- | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 4b72872 | Chopin's theme, a simple descending descant the first time round, articulated itself in the repeat with nuanced embellishment. It was music remembering itself. It meant something different, something more, to hear those simple phrases repeated so soon, qualified by chromatic variations. Clarifications. Not redundancy, but a hypothesis about how consolation works. A second chance at getting it. A second chance at life. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 5a06103 | Well, I learned to cook. At my age," she told him. "What's next? Art therapy? Anyway, I've had quite a time of it this summer, and who knows what eases down on any road. Come, Rain. A quick goodbye, and off you go." "Goodbye," said Rain to the Lion, and then to the woman. "Not to them," said Glinda, "To me." She turned eyes that were saucerly upon Glinda. "Mum?" | goodbye rain | Gregory Maguire | |
| 9015e60 | I just like to think about what I'm reading. Don't you?" "I don't read very well. So I don't think I think very well either." Galinda smiled. "I dress to kill, though." | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 1b9282b | Lot of talky-talk in there, they had to open the windows to let the words out, | Gregory Maguire | ||
| d0a9cc3 | Winter still comes after autumn though you may have died over the summer. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 25a3aa6 | The fatal day rarely announces itself, but comes disguised as midsummer. Our private lives are like a colony of worlds expanding, contracting, breathing universal air into separate knowledges. Or like several packs of cards shuffled together by an expert anonymous hand, and dealt out in a random, amused or even hostile way. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| e414dec | Surely there is the handful of nursery marchen that start, 'Once in the middle of a forest lived an old witch' or 'The devil was out walking one day and met a child,' " Said Oatsie, who was showing that she had some education as well as grit. "To the grim poor there need be no pour quoi tale about where evil arises; it always is. One never learns how the witch became wicked, or whether that was the right choice for her - is it ever the righ.. | wicked | Gregory Maguire | |
| 749f94f | Well, your opinion is as good as hers, I think," said Elphaba. "That's the real power of art, I think. Not to chide but to provoke challenge. Otherwise why bother?" | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 613fa1d | Given a long enough time, of course, a wide enough frame, there is nothing said or done, ever, that isn't ironic in the end. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 941b6d2 | No, my girl, you know nothing of how we women are imprisoned in our lives, but there are ways to determine the sentence we must serve. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 0fe4085 | All of life hinges on what one does next, until finally one makes the wrong choice. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| c231b22 | The overdressed traveller betrays more interest in being seen than in seeing, while the true traveller knows that the novel world about her serves as the most appropriate accessory. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| fb77c04 | you'll understand when you're older. Or anyway not understanding will become second nature, and it won't matter. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 29e1d42 | Those born dull remain dull | Gregory Maguire | ||
| b92c087 | It never is the who, is it? It's always the why." -Elphaba" | Gregory Maguire | ||
| c11a970 | Such silly things, children--and so embarrassing--because they keep changing themselves out of shame, out of a need to be loved or something. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 91a86d4 | The wickedness of men is that their power breeds stupidity and blindness... Women are weaker, but their weakness is full of cunning and an equally rigid moral certainty. Since their arena is smaller, their capacity for real damage is less alarming. | women-s-strength | Gregory Maguire | |
| 3843019 | What good is it being a painter if you can't paint yourself? | Gregory Maguire | ||
| d516df9 | No doubt Noah offered his wife that olive branch. Forty days in a boat with those animals to clean up after? A peace offering likely all that stood between their marriage and bloody murder. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 94de0e8 | How she wanted to put away adult things and go back to seeing through a looking-glass, darkly. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 950eda5 | As Solomon said in the Old Book, if two women squabble over which of them is the mother of a certain infant, the way to solve the problem is to cut the baby in half and share the baby in parts." "That's revolting." "Is it? I always wondered if that baby was a colicky brat and both women were really trying to pawn it off on the other one." | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 4bb12b8 | Please, I know nothing of the world, except my father is lost in it. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| c30783d | No one survives in times of war unless they make war their home. How did I get so old and wise, but for welcoming war into my house and making friends with him? Better to befriend the enemy and hang on. Something worse might come along, which might be amusing or might not. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 463226f | It was hard to tell what her weapons were, except for that sort of inane good sense and emotional honesty. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| d79b334 | She added, perhaps to herself, "You have to become old and ugly before anyone listens to you, and then they don't, because you're ugly and old." | Gregory Maguire | ||
| fbd3b6b | It is a machine which I invented, designed and built. It is a way of gaining access to a variety of realities. As I say, at the moment it leads to a world created from Henry's imagination.' 'Does he know?' 'No, and I'd prefer it if you didn't tell him. He might be offended.' 'What do you mean by variety of realities?' 'It means that for any given state of the universe, there are an infinite number of other possibilities. For example, we cam.. | Iain Pears | ||
| bc4c558 | Father is a school ... He always wanted to write books. But he became rich instead, so is not allowed. | books wealth wishes writing | Iain Pears | |
| ff8f655 | It is easy to imagine a world where not only can few people read, few need to or want to. Serious reading can become the preserve of a s mall group of specialists, just as shoe-making or farming is for us. Think how much time would be saved. We send children to school and they spend most of their time learning to read and then, when they leave, they never pick up another book for the rest of their lives. Reading is only important if there i.. | Iain Pears | ||
| 34b7a1e | Nick Sinclair will not be present today," he informed the thunderous-looking group. "He asked me to express his regrets and to explain that he was called away on an urgent matter." In unison, six outraged faces turned to glare with impotent hostility at the vacant chair of their missing member. "Last time it was a labor relations problem. What the hell is Sinclair's problem this time?" a jowly man demanded unsympathetically. "A merger," the.. | Judith McNaught | ||
| 1e4699d | Ne tuhaf degil mi?" diye devam etti."Biz kibarlar, uygar davranislarimizla ovunuruz ama birbirimizi yemeyi en guzel yemeklere tercih ederiz." | ian-thornton judith-mcnaught | Judith McNaught | |
| b87725a | In the house Jake shoved his hands deep in his pockets as he stood at the window watching the women, his expression a mixture of stupefaction and ire. "Gawdamighty," he breathed, glancing at Ian, who was scowling at the unopened, note in his hand. "The women are chasin' you clear into Scotland! That'll stop soon as the news is out that yer betrothed." Reaching up, he idly scratched his bushy red hair and turned back to the window, peering d.. | Judith McNaught | ||
| 1a9f588 | Either give me your hand, or end it now, and put us both out of our misery. | Judith McNaught | ||
| a8d34fd | How am I doing so far?" she asked, forcing a cheerful lightness into her voice. "You're doing very well," Nick's lazy voice mocked. "I'm half convinced that I'm invisible." | Judith McNaught | ||
| 5bfba58 | Don't worry," he said flippantly, taking her arm and starting to walk back toward the house. "I'm not going to make the ritualistic proposal that followed our last encounters. Marriage is out of the question. Among other things, I'm fresh out of large rubies and expensive furs this season." Despite his joking tone, Elizabeth felt ill at how ugly those words sounded now, even though her reasons for saying them at the time had nothing to do w.. | Judith McNaught | ||
| d1a7435 | If you're suddenly as curious as I am to find out if it was as good between us as it now seems in retrospect, then say so." His own suggestion startled Ian, although having made it, he saw no great harm in exchanging a few kisses if that was what she wanted. To Elizabeth, his statement that it had been "good between us" defused her ire and confused her at the same time. She stared at him in dazed wonder while his hands tightened imperceptib.. | Judith McNaught |