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| 275178c | With increasing frequency in recent times, people have confused privileges with rights, objectivity with subjectivity, wishing with willing, wanting with needing, price with value, affluence with fulfillment, reality with appearance, and sameness with equality. Not to mention dis-ease with disease. | Lou Marinoff | ||
| c9b8e3e | A female on the loose was a dangerous creature. | Annette Curtis Klause | ||
| f4279bf | When a boy's first romantic interlude is with Pheobe the Dog-Faced Girl, he feels a need to get out into the world and find a new life. | circus dating funny girls humor life life-experience love teenagers | Annette Curtis Klause | |
| 5b63261 | It means that all witches who hunt will turn their full attention on the ones Dominique considers responsible for my murder. They will call on their allies. They will track down anyone they have ever know to have a connection to the killers, without worrying about messy treaties with SingleEarth or other normally respected neutral havens." "I don't suppose they care that your are not, in fact, dead," Nikolas said. Sarah shook her head. "In .. | Amelia Atwater-Rhodes | ||
| 100194e | Betia laughed a little, shaking her head. She leaned forward and kissed my cheek as she grabbed my hands and pulled me to my feet. Her brown eyes glittered with a devil-may-care recklessness that warmed me to my toes. If it would make her smile that way, I would dance all night. | kiesha-ra wolfcry | Amelia Atwater-Rhodes | |
| 6b768be | Betia kissed my forehead. "I won't leave unless you ask me to. I-" Her lips touched mine chastely. "The future will come. I will be there, if you want me." | kiesha-ra wolfcry | Amelia Atwater-Rhodes | |
| 892fe73 | My cousin tried to kill me today," he said. He realized that his voice held an edge of hysteria. "She nearly succeeded. But I guess that's fair, since I was trying to kill her at the time." | Amelia Atwater-Rhodes | ||
| 8b629bf | Yet he wasn't doing anything threatening at the moment. Instead, he was regarding her with curiosity. "Sarah Vida, I presume?" he inquired, voice civil. "Making sure introductions are out of the way before we fight?" she asked flippantly." | Amelia Atwater-Rhodes | ||
| 4945552 | If it scarred, she was going to be really annoyed. "Is your control really this good, or are you a secret masochist?" Nikolas asked as he cut the tail of the S, a jagged underline. "Is this a ritual thing, or are you just a sadist?" she returned, impatient. Though he was enjoying his busywork, he wasn't focused enough for Sarah to act. "Both," he answered, laughing, as he turned to the other arm. "You can ask me to stop any time now." She u.. | Amelia Atwater-Rhodes | ||
| 5c2b350 | The remoter poetry in particular was replete with , an effect being something hypnotic we cannot quite understand, whiteness of moon and wave related to the setting of Time in a manner "too subtle for the intellect." And all over Europe, by the late 19th century, poets had decided that effects were intrinsic to poetry, and were aiming at them by deliberate process. By the end of the century, in France, whole poems have been made "too subtl.. | Hugh Kenner | ||
| ba7ffa0 | I have a healthy respect for gravity. The ground is always there, trying to pull you down. It's the most important thing to keep in mind. | Sandra Brown | ||
| e8e169d | I can't wait to start never seeing you again. | Sandra Brown | ||
| 990593b | She hadn't been taught to have prejudices, so she didn't. | Sandra Brown | ||
| 73a07ce | What about him?" "You knew him." "Yes." She could tell that Chief, like her, was somewhat taken aback by his candor. They hadn't expected him to be this forthcoming. In fact, Chief had expressed a desire to beat the truth out of Jem Hennings if he gave them evasive answers to their questions. Jem's straightforwardness made her increasingly wary. He wouldn't admit to knowing his fiancee's murderer unless he felt confident that he was under s.. | Sandra Brown | ||
| 9920886 | dead." Her heart rate ticked up. She glanced at" | Sandra Brown | ||
| 8b64e5c | my daddy is!" Neal had shouted to the" | Sandra Brown | ||
| 9dd292a | Leave love to take its course. | Mary Balogh | ||
| e2875cf | The South African artist William Kentridge speaks to this type of certainty: 'To say that one needs art, or politics, that incorporate ambiguity and contradiction is not to say that one then stops recognizing and condemning things as evil. However, it might stop one being so utterly convinced of the certainty of one's own solutions. There needs to be a strong understanding of fallibility and how the very act of certainty or authoritativenes.. | certainty faith | Nick Flynn | |
| 06db350 | Everything he did, as long as you stayed in the village, whether shouting obscenities at passing children or sleeping in the cemetery, all would be remembered when they looked at you, they would say to themselves or to whomever they were with, It's his father, you know, the crazy one, the drunk, and they couldn't help but wonder what part of his madness had passed on to you, which part you had escaped. | Nick Flynn | ||
| 4a0e8d9 | Gonzo stares after the Rolls-Royce. He has heroismus interruptus. He was ready, right then, to coordinate four or five hundred terrified civvies, lay down his life, kill for them, make a legend of disinterested soldiering. It's not that he resents what has happened, but he's having trouble changing gear. He was expecting to take charge. Instead he is struggling to keep up with a sexagenarian Mystery Man with an Errol Flynn grin who commands.. | Nick Harkaway | ||
| d823f0c | And though he knew it was only the whiskey talking, he also knew that the whiskey talked daily. | Nick Flynn | ||
| c5304e4 | Emptying Town" I want to erase your footprints from my walls. Each pillow is thick with your reasons. Omens fill the sidewalk below my window: a woman in a party hat, clinging to a tin-foil balloon. Shadows creep slowly across the tar, someone yells, "Stop!" and I close my eyes. I can't watch as this town slowly empties, leaving me strung between bon-voyages, like so many clothes on a line, the white handkerchief stuck in my throat. You kno.. | Nick Flynn | ||
| 3a35b81 | He claims not to be drinking, but I don't think he knows what this means. | Nick Flynn | ||
| ab8ba1f | My statement to Harris that his book contains is specious hyperbole. In , Harris rails against religious fundamentalism, which seems obvious, as well as against religious moderates, which seems intolerant. | intolerance religion | Nick Flynn | |
| f63a669 | I'd let the words run over my brain and out my ears, like a terrified cancer patient hearing all that coded jargon and understanding nothing, except that it was very bad news. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| aeb6578 | seemed like she could hold on to the good mood if everyone just stayed in their place. She needed the good mood, the way you need sleep after an all-nighter, the way you daydream of throwing yourself into bed. Every day she woke up and swore she wouldn't let the farm weigh her down, wouldn't let the ruination of it (three years she was behind in the loan, three years and no way out) turn her into the kind of woman she hated: mirthless, pinc.. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| eba5dfb | There's something disturbing about recalling a warm memory and feeling utterly cold. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| 3bfaffc | They pictured themselves dashing around Manhattan, latte in one hand, cell phone in the other, adorably breaking a designer heel while hailing a cab, and falling into the arms of a charming, disarming soul mate with winningly floppy hair. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| b509514 | I've never understood why that's considered a compliment--that just anyone could like you. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| 00c3be8 | Hay una diferencia entre querer de verdad a una persona y querer la idea que te has hecho de ella>>. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| 39dcc0d | suppose it's not a compromise if only one of you considers | Gillian Flynn | ||
| 38d43b3 | And then the strangest thought of all clattered drunkenly from the back of my brain to the front and blinded me: If I kill Amy, who will I be? | Gillian Flynn | ||
| 82bf144 | It was a town that bred complacency through cable TV and a convenience store. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| 8f2afe1 | I couldn't decide if I'd been mistreated. By Richard, by those boys who took my virginity, by anyone. I was never really on my side in any argument. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| df72ce5 | It is a January party, definitely, everyone still glutted and sugar-pissed from the holidays, lazy and irritated simultaneously. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| 7c1e8ef | It's a very difficult era in which to be a person, just a real, actual person, instead of a collection of personality traits selected from an endless Automat of characters. And if all of us are play-acting, there can be no such thing as a soul mate, because we don't have genuine souls. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| f72ff09 | I could see the cat was definitely on the steps. Still on the steps, 20 minutes after Carl's call. This was strange; Amy loved the cat. The cat was declawed, the cat was never let outside, , because the cat ... was sweet, but extremely stupid. ... Amy knew she'd never see the cat again if he ever got out. The cat would waddle straight into the Mississippi River, "deedlie-dum," and float all the way to the Gulf of Mexico into the maw of a h.. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| b450e08 | Women are crazy." Go didn't consider herself part of the general category of women, a word she used derisively." | Gillian Flynn | ||
| 2ff5bf0 | My brother slaughtered my family when I was seven. My mom, two sisters, gone: bang bang, chop chop, choke choke. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| ecfce46 | I'd never noticed him anywhere near the pool, but he knew my swimwear cold, which was flattering and alarming at the same time. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| 4a47557 | I spent the rest of my day picturing how I'd kill Amy. It was all I could think of: finding a way to end her. Me smashing in Amy's busy, busy brain. I had to give Amy her due: I may have been dozing the past few years, but I was fucking wide awake now. I was electric again, like I had been in the early days of our marriage... Andie had screwed me over, Marybeth had turned against me, Go had lost a crucial measure of faith. Boney had trapped.. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| 03560f4 | When people ask me that question that everyone asks: "What do you do?" I'd say, "I'm in customer service," which was true. To me, it's nice day's work when you make a lot of people smile. I know that sounds too earnest, but it's true. I mean, I would rather be a librarian, but I worry about the job security. Books may be temporary; dicks are forever." | Gillian Flynn | ||
| 854e8e5 | Because everyone loves the Dead Girl. | Gillian Flynn | ||
| fdeb885 | The kid looked at me as if I'd just told a joke about his mother. 'I don't know, Mr Dunne, I'm sure they're getting the details right now. The point is, your wife is safe.' Hurray. Kid stole my line. I spotted Rand and Marybeth through the doorway of the room where we'd given our first press conference six weeks ago. They were leaning in to each other, as always, Rand kissing the top of Marybeth's head, Marybeth nuzzling him back, and I fe.. | Gillian Flynn |