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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| f4f1ea8 | The humble man reached in his pocket for his sacred book, and began to read. It was this world alone that was certain. | Alan Paton | ||
| a7650f3 | The tragedy is not that things are broken. The tragedy is that they are not mended again. | Alan Paton | ||
| 4146beb | Have no doubt it is fear in the land. For what can men do when so many have grown lawless? Who can enjoy the lovely land, who can enjoy the seventy years, and the sun that pours down on the earth, when there is fear in the heart? Who can walk quietly in the shadow of the jacarandas, when their beauty is grown to danger? Who can lie peacefully abed, while the darkness holds some secret? What lovers can lie sweetly under the stars, when menac.. | Alan Paton | ||
| d4c39ae | He was reluctant to open it, for once such a thing is opened, it cannot be shut again. | Alan Paton | ||
| 4341207 | He went out of the door, and she watched him through the little window, walking slowly to the door of the church. Then she sat down at his table, and put her head on it, and was silent, with the patient suffering of black women, with the suffering of oxen, with the suffering of any that are mute. | Alan Paton | ||
| 18ab1a9 | And what was there evil in their desires, in their hunger? That men should walk upright in the land where they were born, and be free to use the fruits of the earth, what was there evil in it? Yet men were afraid, with a fear that was deep, deep in the heart, a fear so deep that they hid their kindness, or brought it out with fierceness and anger, and hid it behind fierce and frowning eyes. They were afraid because they were so few. And suc.. | Alan Paton | ||
| 0cb7f6d | I say we shall always have native crime to fear until the native people of this country have worthy goals to work for. For it is only because they see neither purpose nor goal that they turn to drink and crime and prostitution. Which do we prefer, a law-abiding, industrious and purposeful native people, or a lawless, idle and purposeless people? The truth is that we do not know, for we fear them both. And so long as we vacillate, so long wi.. | Alan Paton | ||
| 797f9cf | We do what is in us, and why it is in us, that is also a secret. It is Christ in us, crying that men may be succoured and forgiven, even when He Himself is forsaken. | Alan Paton | ||
| 4f8836d | Because Tammy is in there making like her feet hate each other, and they don't need us around for it. | flat-out-sexy | Erin McCarthy | |
| 5975b94 | Corbin wanted, quite simply, to die. He had wished for death many times over his long lifespan, but never as fervently as he did while Beth Adams rattled off breastfeeding statistics, her baby sucking industriously, mouth fully around the entire areola, as Sam was quick to point out, finger outlining the area in question. Corbin was speechless. -Corbin at Baby Boot Camp | Erin McCarthy | ||
| a7adfe1 | Corbin glanced around as his fellow classmates all crawled around the room, trying to get into the exercise, but all looking distinctly uncomfortable, except for Dave, whose enthusiasm had him zipping around the entire room. Travis had flopped onto his back. "Is it time for my bottle and a bath yet?" he asked Corbin, and they both started laughing. If this was Brittany's idea of normal, then Corbin was damn grateful they were probably neve.. | Erin McCarthy | ||
| e0e25fa | There is a danger when you leave the past behind, and reinvent your life, that at some point you'll look at yourself, and no longer recognize who you see. | Erin McCarthy | ||
| c28fc73 | Instead he leaned closer, gaze meeting hers from behind his horn-rims. "Then go fix it. If you love him, it's worth it, Reese." | Erin McCarthy | ||
| 2168071 | I'm not backing down until you talk to me." "What?" I asked, cupping my hand to my ear. "I can't hear you over the flapping sound of my loose vagina." The corner of his mouth lifted, and he almost laughed. "Is that what that noise is?" he asked. "I thought it was the air conditioner." | Erin McCarthy | ||
| 9783ecf | I want to have sex with you" he told her back. "Touch you until you squirm with pleasure." Laurel's head shot around. "What did you say?" Oh, shit. He had never actually verified how much or how little Laurel could hear." | Erin McCarthy | ||
| 973c37a | She'd stumbled into Norman Bates' attic. There in the bathroom was a gaudy heart shaped pink bathtub, and standing proudly next to it was a bear. Holding a clean white towel draped over his arm like a waiter. | Erin McCarthy | ||
| e83d218 | Hello, welcome to Wal-Mart. Amanda lifted up her pink sunglasses to gape at the old guy in the requisite blue vest. - Ohmigod, it's just like the commercial. If a smiling yellow dot bounces toward me, I'm going to freak out. | Erin McCarthy | ||
| 224eaef | Insane was letting an opportunity pass you by. Insane was debating so long over what you wanted that it disappeared. | Erin McCarthy | ||
| 391f4c5 | No. I'm trying to think like a human, trying to decide if it's selfish to kiss you. If it's not in your best interest. I don't always understand how to be thoughtful." He really did look like he was having an internal struggle over right and wrong. I could practically see the wheels grinding in his skull. "Here's a clue," I told him. "If I ask you if you're going to kiss me, it means I want you to, which means it's not selfish of you." He.. | erin-mccarthy how-can-you-not-adore-him liana the-coming-dark | Erin McCarthy | |
| 1cfd336 | Bet you've never had a bear down your pants before. Though I'm kind of a bear in bed. (Rick from Back to Basics) | humor sweet-romance | Erin McCarthy | |
| c70679c | Ty:"It sounds pretty when you say it, but I have no clue what the hell you're talking about." Imogen:"It's Shakespeare," she said. Ty:"Well, I was pretty sure it wasn't Kenny Chesney." | Erin McCarthy | ||
| 486407c | The path of true love never ran smooth. More likely you ran out of gas, blew a tire, and hit the wall before you crossed the finish line. | love problems true-love | Erin McCarthy | |
| 62d3b34 | Jess?" "Yeah?" "Would you be okay with it if I fell in love with you?" My hear squeezed and I paused, my mouth a hairbreadth from his as I took in his words, as if I could breathe them into my mouth, my heart, my soul. "Yeah," I whispered. "I'd be very okay with it." | Erin McCarthy | ||
| a61a88c | Who do you become when you've lost sight of who you are but the false you isn't one you can pretend to be anymore? | Erin McCarthy | ||
| 2e95ab2 | Where do we go when we die? he said. - I don't know, the man said. Where are we now? | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| 85fc933 | The truth about the world, he said, is that anything is possible. Had you not seen it all from birth and thereby bled it of its strangeness it would appear to you for what it is, a hat trick in a medicine show, a fevered dream, a trance bepopulate with chimeras having neither analogue nor precedent, an itinerant carnival, a migratory tentshow whose ultimate destination after many a pitch in many a mudded field is unspeakable and calamitous .. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| f6f53d8 | There's too much shit still down the road that I got to deal with. It aint goin to end here. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| 666e994 | She looked away. You make it like it was the coin. But you're the one. It could have gone either way. The coin didn't have no say. It was just you. Perhaps. But look at it my way. I got here the same way the coin did. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| c7250cf | We'll just take it one step at a time. Okay. Don't let go. Okay. No matter what. No matter what. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| 84fb212 | Females of domestic reputation lounged upon the balconies they passed with faces gotten up in indigo and almagre gaudy as the rumps of apes and they peered from behind their fans with a kind of lurid coyness like transvestites in a madhouse. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| 12ec08b | They went on in the perfect blackness, sightless as the blind. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| 5d323a4 | The boy was sitting quietly on the bunk, still wrapped in the blanket, watching. The man thought he had probably not fully committed himself to any of this. You could wake in the dark wet woods at any time. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| f99c209 | Tell us where the world went. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| b79daa6 | They say that women dream of danger to those in their care and men of danger to themselves. But I dont dream at all. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| f98b2b5 | But nothing is crueler than a coward, and the slaughter to come is probably beyond our imagining. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| 4827c10 | They stood on the far shore of a river and called to him. Tattered gods slouching in their rags across the waste. Trekking the dried floor of a mineral sea where it lay cracked and broken like a fallen plate. Paths of feral fire in the coagulate sands. The figures faded in the distance. He woke and lay in the dark. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| 7d70fe1 | Do you think I lie to you? No. But you think I might lie to you about dying. Yes. Okay. I might. But we're not dying. Okay. | lies life | Cormac McCarthy | |
| ccb7554 | I knew that courage came with less struggle for some than for others but I believed that anyone who desired it could have it. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| 298845d | The nights now only slightly less black. By day the banished sun circles the earth like a grieving mother with a lamp. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| cc69fe1 | Looking over the country with those sunken eyes as if the world out there had been altered or made suspect by what he'd seen of it elsewhere. As if he might never see it right again. Or worse did see it right at last. See it as it had always been, would forever be. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| 1a523ac | by far my most popular novel, and one that allows me to join the small company of "respectable" writers whose fiction deals with the American West: Cormac McCarthy, Walter Van Tilburg Clark, Tom Lee and a handful of others," | Larry McMurtry | ||
| 7ff9524 | To make the world. To make it again and again. To make it in the very maelstrom of its undoing. | craft creation | Cormac McCarthy | |
| a5837dd | Khorata vse se gotvekha za utreshniia den. Az ne viarvakh v tova. Utreshniiat den ne se gotveshe za tiakh. Toi dori ne znaeshe, che te sa tam. | Cormac McCarthy | ||
| 09e4572 | tdhkr fqT 'n l'shy lty tD`h fy r'sk stbq~ fyh l~ l'bd | Cormac McCarthy |