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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 4458f38 | Life never gives us what we want at the moment that we consider appropriate. | E.M. Forster | ||
| fa776b0 | Dobby is . | J.K. Rowling | ||
| 8b47729 | It's tough to live with people stuck in the past, isn't it? | J.K. Rowling | ||
| c76b9b6 | Truth is, I think naked men are kind of strange looking what with their doodles and ding-dong hanging loose like they do. Nevertheless, there's the curiosity thing. I guess it's another one of those car crash experiences, where you feel compelled to look even if you know you'll be horrified. | Janet Evanovich | ||
| 316cdf2 | I changed the world; the world changed me. Everything you do comes back to you. When you affect a situation, you are also affected. | Libba Bray | ||
| 5674e0e | I salute your spunk, but I question your sanity," Sam said." | Libba Bray | ||
| 5fe2b0f | When you are young, you think it's going to be solved by love. But it never is. Being close -- as close as you can get -- to another person only makes clear that impassable distance between you.' | Nicole Krauss | ||
| 9695ada | No one owns anything. Anyone who has lost something they thought was theirs forever finally comes to realize that nothing really belongs to them. And if nothing belongs to me, then there's no point wasting my time looking after things that aren't mine. | paulo-coelho | Paulo Coelho | |
| 22eb11d | Go and get your things,' he said. 'Dreams mean work. | work dreams inspirational | Paulo Coelho | |
| c987e28 | Whatever shred of hope he'd had for a future with her was gone. She still felt something for him, she'd admitted, but she would never trust him. She would always hate him for what he'd done. But he could do this for her. Even if he never saw her again, even if she abandoned her duties as King's Champion and stayed with the Fae in Wendlyn forever-as long as he knew that she was safe, that no one could hurt her... He'd sell his soul again and.. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 296731a | If you don't marry her, you stupid prick, I will. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 41c8b40 | A fickle heart is the only constant in this world | Diana Wynne Jones | ||
| bef14b7 | It is important that we know where we come from, because if you do not know where you come from, then you don't know where you are, and if you don't know where you are, you don't know where you're going. And if you don't know where you're going, you're probably going wrong. | author-s-note | Terry Pratchett | |
| dc90a80 | I enjoy the spring more than the autumn now. One does, I think, as one gets older. | spring old | Virginia Woolf | |
| c1164fb | Samuel Beckett once said, "Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness." ...On the other hand, he SAID it." | Art Spiegelman | ||
| 7e9810d | It would be Carol, in a thousand cities, a thousand houses, in foreign lands where they would go together, in heaven and in hell. | Patricia Highsmith | ||
| 483a395 | I decided to deflect her attitude by giving a long, Southern answer. I come from people who know how to draw things out. Annoy a Southerner, and we will drain away the moments of your life with our slow, detailed replies until you are nothing but a husk of your former self and that much closer to death. | young-adult shades-of-london the-name-of-the-star southerners ya | Maureen Johnson | |
| 1c8221d | Me," Artemis blurted. "I'm the nut." Artemis could have sworn the squid winked at him before bringing the five-ton chunk of spacecraft swinging down toward the morsel of meat in its blue shell. "I'm the nut!" Artemis shouted again, a little hysterically, it must be said." | humor nut squid | Eoin Colfer | |
| 9b7cf73 | Beauty is in the eye of the gazer. | Charlotte Brontë | ||
| 16c9f0f | My voice is like a rumour. I'm not sure if it came out or not, or if it is true. | Markus Zusak | ||
| 746de3f | Virginia Woolf wrote, "Across the broad continent of a woman's life falls the shadow of a sword." On one side of that sword, she said, there lies convention and tradition and order, where all is correct. But on the other side of that sword, if you're crazy enough to cross it and choose a life that does not follow convention, "all is confusion." Nothing follows a regular course. Her argument was that the crossing of the shadow of that sword .. | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| 87f77ed | If God is for us, who can be against us? | reassurance christianity religion | Anonymous | |
| f40fcae | I had never realized how much I needed the attention of others to confirm my own presence. | Jerry Spinelli | ||
| d4cc7d4 | I'm little but I'm old. | Harper Lee | ||
| 5d74e5f | Daylight...In my mind, the night faded. It was daytime and the neighborhood was busy. Miss Stephenie Crawford crossed the street to tell the latest to Miss Rachel. Miss Maudie bent over the azaleas. It was summertime, and two children scampered down the sidewalk toward a man approaching in the distance. The man waved, and the children raced each other to him. It was still summertime, and the children came closer. A boy trudged down the sid.. | Harper Lee | ||
| 08a4bf3 | A man can condemn his enemies, but it's wiser to know them. | Harper Lee | ||
| 2852ee8 | It is in dialogue with pain that many beautiful things acquire their value. Acquaintance with grief turns out to be one of the more unusual prerequisites of architectural appreciation. We might, quite aside from all other requirements, need to be a little sad before buildings can properly touch us. | sadness art | Alain de Botton | |
| fa297f2 | Strangers when you meet, strangers when you part -a gymnasium of bodies namelessly masturbating each other. People with no morals often considered themselves more free, but mostly they lacked the ability to feel or to love. So they became swingers. The dead fucking the dead. There was no gamble or humor in their game -it was corpse fucking corpse. Morals were restrictive, but they were grounded on human experience down through the centuries.. | sex promiscuity | Charles Bukowski | |
| 5fdfb9a | I was only kidding about the hundred," she says. oh," I say, "what will it cost me?" she lights her cigarette with my lighter and looks at me through the flame: her eyes tell me. look," I say, "I don't think I can ever pay that price again." | Charles Bukowski | ||
| c7df974 | He who binds to himself a joy Does the winged life destroy; | wisdom | William Blake | |
| 121aaf1 | This isn't an interrogation or a trail. Your version of the truth is the only thing that matters. -Truth is singular. It's 'versions' are mistruths. | David Mitchell | ||
| 7248980 | I will love you for ever, whatever happens. Till I die and after I die, and when I find my way out of the land of the dead I'll drift about forever, all my atoms, till I find you again... | Philip Pullman | ||
| 905dd29 | Night is a time of rigor, but also of mercy. There are truths which one can see only when it's dark | truth rigor night | Isaac Bashevis Singer | |
| 57f1129 | May I say that I am delighted that my favorite alpha is feeling better. Why, you'll be running recklessly into danger against overwhelming odds anytime now. | kate | Ilona Andrews | |
| 5df468e | The phrase 'Someone ought to do something' was not, by itself, a helpful one. People who used it added the rider 'and that someone is me'. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| d5188fc | Cinderella was such a dork. She left behind her glass slipper at the ball and then went right back to her step-monster's house. It seems to me she should have worn the glass slipper always, to make herself easier to find. I always hoped that after the prince found Cinderella and they rode away in their magnificent carriage, after a few miles she turned to him and said, "Could you drop me off down the road please? Now that I've finally escap.. | happiness cinderella carriage fairy-tale lily | Rachel Cohn | |
| 0953db6 | Blue as the evening sky, blue as cranesbill flowers, blue as the lips of drowned men and the heart of a blaze burning with too hot a flame. Yes, sometimes it was hot in this world, too. Hot and cold, light and dark, terrible and beautiful, it was everything all at once. It wasn't true that you felt nothing in the land of Death. You felt and heard and smelled and saw, but your heart remained strangely calm, as if it were resting before the d.. | Cornelia Funke | ||
| d6eb98f | I can be most colorful and inventive when I am angry. | Christopher Moore | ||
| b98f942 | Actually, orcas aren't quite as complex as scientists imagine. Most killer whales are just four tons of doofus dressed up like a police car. | fluke | Christopher Moore | |
| 9958d76 | I stifled a sigh and ignored the Imprinted Drunk Vision Girl. | P.C. Cast | ||
| 8e53c13 | Shadow had heard too many people telling each other not to repress their feelings, to let their emotions out, let the pain go. Shadow thought there was a lot to be said for bottling up emotions. If you did it long enough and deep enough, he suspected, pretty soon you wouldn't feel anything at all. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| c42dee5 | She was the storm, she was the lightning, she was the adult world with all its power and all its secrets and all its foolish casual cruelty. | adults | Neil Gaiman | |
| 9cce14b | You could give a tutorial. And you could thrill him to the core of his being. was an encyclopedic polymath, an all time intellect. Yet not only can you know more than him about the world. You also can have a deeper understanding of how everything works. Such is the privilege of living after , , , , , and their colleagues. I'm not saying you're more intelligent than | understanding science einstein aristotle crick francis-crick james-d-watson james-watson max-planck planck polymath watson charles-darwin darwin intellect knowledge isaac-newton newton | Richard Dawkins | |
| 111fd70 | The Frays had never been a religiously observant family, but Clary loved Fifth Avenue at Christmas time. The air smelled like sweet roasted chestnuts, and the window displays sparkled with silver and blue, green and red. This year there were fat round crystal snowflakes attached to each lamppost, sending back the winter sunlight in shafts of gold. Not to mention the huge tree at Rockefeller Center. It threw its shadow across them as she and.. | Cassandra Clare |