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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 1cb0f95 | told me more about what happened the other night?" she asked, deciding to air her worst fears. "Am I under suspicion or something?" "Everyone is." "Especially ex-wives who are publicly humiliated on the day of the murder, right?" Something in Montoya's expression changed. Hardened. "I'll be back," he promised, "and I'll bring another detective with me, then we'll interview you and you can ask all the questions you like." "And you'll answer .. | Lisa Jackson | ||
| 70e976b | That's what families are for, don't ya know? To love each other to death, all the while ripping their hearts out. | Lisa Jackson | ||
| d3dba15 | I love the buildings. They're called skyscrapers. They're the closest thing to an ocean here. But it's an ocean that goes straight up, not flat out. They say that the body of water stretching away to the east of Manhattan is the ocean but it isn't. Not my ocean, anyway. It's weird because back home I just took it for granted, my grey-green sea. Now I have a granite ocean. It gives me the same happy-sad feeling I need sometimes. When I look .. | city happiness home manhattan new-york-city ocean sadness skyscrapers | Ann-Marie MacDonald | |
| 98523c9 | It's where she belongs, she craves the caress of the violent shore, to come alive like that once more in a clash of stone and then to die. | Ann-Marie MacDonald | ||
| 764bdda | Who's the Devil?" Frances crouches down as if she were talking to Trixie. "That's something I'll never tell you, Lily, no matter how old you get to be, because the Devil is shy. It makes him angry when someone recognizes him, so once they do the Devil gets after them. And I don't want the Devil to get after you." "Is the Devil after you?" "Yes." "Jesus can beat the Devil." "If God wants." "God is against the Devil." "God made the Devil." ".. | Ann-Marie MacDonald | ||
| a177073 | She never knows when it might strike. The rage. And when it does, she loses her grip on herself--literally. At times, she could swear she sees another self--shiny black phantom, faceless, as though clad in a bodysuit--leaping out of her, pulling the rest of her in its wake. Over the edge. | emotion | Ann-Marie MacDonald | |
| 176fb19 | Jetzt bleibt ihm nur noch er Tod, doch der lasst auf sich warten, weil Mahmoud ein Gewohnheitstier ist und sich daran ewohnt hat, am Leben zu sein. | Ann-Marie MacDonald | ||
| 692197f | Being safe is fiction. | Tom Hodgkinson | ||
| 6740238 | It is precisely to prevent us from thinking too much that society pressurizes us all to get out of bed. | Tom Hodgkinson | ||
| ace799d | So I telled her my 'maginin's o' places from old books'n'pics in the school'ry. Lands where the Fall'd never falled, towns bigger'n all o' Big I. an' towers o' stars'n'suns blazin' higher'n Mauna Kea, bays of not jus' one Prescient Ship but a mil'yun, Smart boxes what make delish grinds more'n anyun can eat, Smart Pipes what gush more brew'n anyun can drink, places where it's always spring an' no sick, no knucklyin' an' no slavin'. Places w.. | David Mitchell | ||
| daeb496 | Yay, when it came to faces, pretty lies was better'n scabbin' true | David Mitchell | ||
| ce862e2 | Why does any martyr cooperate with his judases? | David Mitchell | ||
| d846dd1 | Sulkers Binge on lonely fantasies. | David Mitchell | ||
| 4b85b83 | I recalled my father-in-law's aphorism "To fool a judge, feign fascination, but to bamboozle the whole court, feign boredom..." & I pretended to extract a speck from my eye." | human-nature | David Mitchell | |
| 4c6373c | I succumbed. Late-fifteenth-century verb, Old French succomber or Latin succumbere, but a basic necessity of the human condition, especially mine. | David Mitchell | ||
| 944b3a2 | La risata e anarchia e blasfema. I tiranni fanno bene a temerla. | David Mitchell | ||
| ab2b40a | He chiseled open the fault lines in the others' personalities. | David Mitchell | ||
| bffc020 | A trio of teenagers, dressed like Prostitute Barbie, approached, drift-netting the width of the pavement. | David Mitchell | ||
| b4fa229 | his deceased wife, watches her husband from the photograph on his console desk. | David Mitchell | ||
| 80a258c | If you have a million titles, and no influence, you're still not a leader; a million armies, and no strategy, you're still not a general; a million ideas and no creations, you're still not an artist. a million theories, and no facts, you're still not a scholar; a million books, and no wisdom, you're still not a sage; | leader-quotes leadership-quotes life-quotes matshona-dhliwayo-quotes success-quotes wisdom-quotations wisdom-quotes wise-quotations wise-quotes | Matshona Dhliwayo | |
| 4ac0c7c | Guard your reputation. Develop your character. Defend your honour. Preserve your legacy. The more wise things you say, the wiser you appear. The more wise things you do, the wiser you become. | life-lesson-quotes life-lessons-quotations life-quotations life-quotes matshona-dhliwayo-quotes success-quotes wise-quotations wise-quotes | Matshona Dhliwayo | |
| 309f5d5 | When the air is angry, we have hurricanes. When the water is angry, we have typhoons. When the land is angry, we have earthquakes. When the sky is angry, we have thunderstorms. When the universe is angry, we have death. When the air is happy, we have warmth. When the water is happy, we have springs. When the land is happy, we have rivers. | earth-quotes environment-quotes environmentalism-quotes inspirational-quotes matshona-dhliwayo-quotes spiritual-quotes spiritual-wisdom-quotes spirituality-quotes world-quotes | Matshona Dhliwayo | |
| 0ef47cf | Love blesses one who receives it, rewards one who experiences it, but hate torments one who harbors it. For: love is warm, indifference is cold, and hatred is numbing. | life-lessons-quotations life-lessons-quotes love-quotations love-quotes love-quotes-and-sayings matshona-dhliwayo-quotes spiritual-quotes spirituality-quotes | Matshona Dhliwayo | |
| 73d5338 | A step towards love is a mile towards virtue. A step towards virtue is a mile towards wisdom. A step towards wisdom is a mile towards joy. Invest in wisdom; the returns are certain. Invest in love; the rewards are plenty. | joy-quotes love-quotes love-quotes-and-sayings matshona-dhliwayo-quotes wisdom-quotations wisdom-quotes wise-quotes wise-sayings-quotes | Matshona Dhliwayo | |
| f423ae3 | Love of plants makes you gentle. Love of animals makes you compassionate. | enlightenment-quotes love-quotations matshona-dhliwayo-quotes spiritual-quotes spirituality-quotes wisdom-quotations wisdom-quotes wise-quotations wise-quotes | Matshona Dhliwayo | |
| 4f6bf93 | The basic creed of the gangster, and for that matter of any other type of criminal, is that whatever a man has is his only so long as he can keep it, and that the one who takes it away from him has not done anything wrong, but has merely demonstrated his smartness. | Herbert Asbury | ||
| 5f53c0d | Senecas Warnung an Nero: Ganz gleich, wie viele von uns du totest, dein Nachfolger wird nicht darunter sein | David Mitchell | ||
| 8c7a4a7 | The organs of Venus are familiar to all, but oh, my brothers, the organ of Saturn is the bladder. | David Mitchell | ||
| a44fdfb | Goat tongue is a gift, you got it from the day you're borned or you ain't got it. If you got it, goats'll heed your say-so, if you ain't, they'll jus' trample you muddy an' stand there scornin'. | David Mitchell | ||
| 34f31ea | Essex raised its ugly head. When i was a scholarship boy at the local grammar, son of a city-hall toiler on the make, this country was synonymous with liberty, success, and Cambridge. Now look at it. Shopping malls and housing estates pursue their creeping invasion of our ancient land. A North Sea wind snatched frilly clouds in its teeth and scarpered off to the midlands. The countryside proper began at last. My mother had a cousin out here.. | David Mitchell | ||
| aa1a593 | Anticipating the end of the world is humanity's oldest pastime. | David Mitchell | ||
| 92f5545 | we cross, crisscross, and recross our old tracks like figure skaters. | David Mitchell | ||
| be18029 | If you'd cured Henry the Seventh's TB with a course of ethambutol, or given Isaac Newton an hour's access to the Hubble telescope, or shown an off-the-shelf 3-D printer to the regulars at the Captain Marlow in the 1980s, you would have had the M-word thrown your way, too. Some magic is merely normality that you're not yet used to. | David Mitchell | ||
| 07d3208 | Prayer may be a placebo for the disease of helplessness, but placebos can make you feel better. | placebo prayer religion | David Mitchell | |
| 9c72240 | That's the weird part: I know I don't know you. So how come I feel like I do? | David Mitchell | ||
| 40f792d | Attaining immortality is easier than controlling its terms and conditions. | David Mitchell | ||
| 13e85b4 | Mortality is inscribed in your cellular structure, and you say you're not ill? Look at the painting. Look at it." She nods towards The Adoration of the Magi. I obey. I always will. "Thirteen subjects, if you count them, like the Last Supper. Shepherds, the Magi, the relatives. Study their faces, one by one. Who believes this newborn manikin can one day conquer death? Who wants proof? Who suspects the Messiah is a false prophet? Who knows th.. | David Mitchell | ||
| c8a099c | If consumers found fulfillment at any meaningful level, she extemporized, corpocracy would be finished. | contentment | David Mitchell | |
| c05a29f | Orito pictures the human mind as a loom that weaves disparate threads of belief, memory and narrative into an entity whose common name is Self, and which sometimes calls itself Perception. | David Mitchell | ||
| 759a62c | The wheel of seasons is broken, says the spring pattern this autumn day, and so am I. | David Mitchell | ||
| 837fc03 | that human hunger birthed the Civ'lize, but human hunger killed it too. | human inspirational | David Mitchell | |
| cbecc87 | I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again. | David Mitchell | ||
| b86924f | A wrongheaded world," sighed Shiloh Davydov, "where women needs must deny their gender for fear that their ideas will be dismissed." | David Mitchell | ||
| 6c7216c | Perfume counters in department stores, Holly Deblin smells of, the middle of July, and cinnamon Tic Tacs. | love lovers young-love young-lovers | David Mitchell |