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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 710e1d5 | Without libraries what have we? We have no past and no future. Just ask Ray Bradbury. | Kami Garcia | ||
| d7cd788 | It's your time to live, don't mess it up. | Sue Monk Kidd | ||
| 31a1663 | Do you know we are being led to Slaughters by placid admirals & that fat slow generals are getting Obscene on young blood Do you know we are ruled by t.v. | television corruption media | Jim Morrison | |
| 029fca7 | My Name "I guess you are kind of curious as to who I am, but I am one of those who do not have a regular name. My name depends on you. Just call me whatever is in your mind. If you are thinking about something that happened a long time ago: Somebody asked you a question and you did not know the answer. That is my name. Perhaps it was raining very hard. That is my name. Or somebody wanted you to do something. You did it. Then they told you w.. | Richard Brautigan | ||
| 61d68ed | She is written in a foreign tongue. | Henry James | ||
| dbb843a | Rule Forty-two. All persons more than a mile high to leave the court. | Lewis Carroll | ||
| 2113acc | Yes, St. Claire. I like you. But I can't say it aloud, because he's my friend. And friends don't let other friends make drunken declarations and expect them to act upon them the next day | love | Stephanie Perkins | |
| 3e807fb | Maybe if I act well enough, I'll come to believe it myself. | identity fantasy | Garth Nix | |
| f3462c0 | The world was reduced to the surface of her skin and her inner self was safe from all bitterness. | Gabriel García Márquez | ||
| a80b214 | I would not have traded the delights of my suffering for anything in the world. | wallowing self-indulgence | Gabriel García Márquez | |
| a339a4f | He soon acquired the forlorn look that one sees in vegetarians. | vegetarianism | Gabriel García Márquez | |
| f54793a | He liked to observe emotions; they were like red lanterns strung along the dark unknown of another's personality, marking vulnerable points. | Ayn Rand | ||
| a8602e5 | She may have looked normal on the outside, but once you'd seen her handwriting you knew she was deliciously complicated inside. | Jeffrey Eugenides | ||
| 80761e1 | There was a point to this story, but it has temporarily escaped the chronicler's mind. | humorous | Douglas Adams | |
| 0705104 | You do care a little for me, I know... but nothing to speak of, and you don't love me. I was yours once till death if you'd cared to keep me, but I'm someone else's now... and he's mine in a way that shocks you, but why don't you stop being shocked, and attend to your own happiness. | love | E.M. Forster | |
| ddf0476 | That's what they should teach us here. How girls' brains work... It would be more useful than divination, anyway... | harry-potter | J.K. Rowling | |
| 3dafec7 | Strange, what being forced to slow down could do to a person. | slow-down the-last-song person | Nicholas Sparks | |
| 3d4c1fa | Imagine immortality, where even a marriage of fifty years would feel like a one-night stand. Imagine seeing trends and fashions blur past you. Imagine the world more crowded and desperate every century. Imagine changing religions, homes, diets, careers, until none of them have any real value.Imagine traveling the world until you're bored with every square inch. Imagine your emotions, your loves and hates and rivalries and victories, played .. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| ed61b78 | Maybe it's just a daughter's job to piss off her mother. | family mother | Chuck Palahniuk | |
| f5eaac9 | The voice says, maybe you don't go to hell for the things you do. Maybe you go to hell for the things you don't do. The things you don't finish. | living motivation life-lessons life thought-provoking insight | Chuck Palahniuk | |
| 1e5ef2e | I think you should learn, of course, and some days you must learn a great deal. But you should also have days when you allow what is already in you to swell up inside of you until it touches everything. And you can feel it inside of you. If you never take time out to let that happen, then you accumulate facts, and they begin to rattle around inside of you. You can make noise with them, but never really feel anything with them. It's hollow. | E.L. Konigsburg | ||
| 3602120 | The past and the future become unimportant. There is only that moment, and the incredible certainty that everything under the sun has been written by one hand only. It is the hand that evokes love, and creates a twin soul for every person in the world. Without such love, one's dreams would have no meaning. | Paulo Coelho | ||
| cadf404 | If only everyone could know and live with their inner craziness. Would the world be a worse place for it? No, people would be fairer and happier. | intellectual insanity self-help | Paulo Coelho | |
| 8842a55 | She stood before him and surrendered herself to him and sky, forest, and brook all came toward him in new and resplendent colors, belonged to him, and spoke to him in his own language. And instead of merely winning a woman he embraced the entire world and every star in heaven glowed within him and sparkled with joy in his soul. He had loved and had found himself. But most people love to lose themselves. | passion | Hermann Hesse | |
| fcc33f2 | Hold on, the riders told the world. Hold on. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| bc89ffd | Every person you encounter, whom you interact with, is there to teach you something. Sometimes it may be years before you realize what each had to show you. | Raymond E. Feist | ||
| 83cb948 | Nothing happened. And everything did. Your whole life you can be told something is wrong and so you believe it. Why should you question it? But then slowly seeds are planted inside of you, one by one, by a touch or a look or a day skateboarding in a park, and they start to burst out of old hulls shells and they start to sprout. And pretty soon there are so many of them. They are named Love and Trust and Kindness and Joy and Desire and Wonde.. | Francesca Lia Block | ||
| b9791d8 | The heart is an artist that paints over what profoundly disturbs it, leaving on the canvas a less dark, less sharp version of the truth. | introspective | Dean Koontz | |
| 0b8eea8 | What people consider precious is different for everybody. | nana manga | Ai Yazawa | |
| 029ee43 | Charity . . . is the opium of the privileged. | paraphrased | Chinua Achebe | |
| 868c2a4 | Man, do not pride yourself on your superiority to the animals, for they are without sin, while you, with all your greatness, you defile the earth wherever you appear and leave an ignoble trail behind you -- and that is true, alas, for almost every one of us! | mankind destruction-of-nature creation | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | |
| 5f51a0b | Jon Spiro had not hired Pex and Chips for their debating sills. In the job interview, they had only been set one task. A hundred applicants were handed a walnut and asked to smash it however they could. Only two succeeded. Pex had shouted at the walnut for a few minutes, then flattened it between his giant palms. Chips had opted for a more controversial method. He placed the walnut on the table, grabbed is interviewer by the ponytail, and u.. | eoin-colfer | Eoin Colfer | |
| b4d4263 | There is no greater sorrow than to recall happiness in times of misery | Dante Alighieri | ||
| 85e0894 | This was my moment to look for the kind of healing and peace that can only come from solitude. | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| e607f08 | Let me list for you some of the many ways in which you might be afraid to live a more creative life: You're afraid you have no talent. You're afraid you'll be rejected or criticized or ridiculed or misunderstood or--worst of all--ignored. You're afraid there's no market for your creativity, and therefore no point in pursuing it. You're afraid somebody else already did it better. You're afraid everybody else already did it better. You're afr.. | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| 0d5aeed | Moreover, I have boundary issues with men. Or maybe that's not fair to say. To have issues with boundaries, one must have boundaries in the first place, right? But I disappear into the person I love. I am the permeable membrane. If I love you, you can have everything. You can have my time, my devotion, my ass, my money, my family, my dog, my dog's money, my dog's time--everything. If I love you, I will carry for you all your pain, I will as.. | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| b13f56b | I want you to be honest with me. Even if it hurts. Although I would prefer for it not to hurt. | David Levithan | ||
| d3fbec3 | people diminish me; the longer I sit and listen to them the more empty I feel but I don't get the idea that they feel empty, I feel that they enjoy the sound from their mouths. | Charles Bukowski | ||
| a68e7bc | I think of how life takes unexpected twists and turns, sometimes through sheer happenstance, sometimes through calculated decisions. In the end, it can all be called fate, but to me, it is more a matter of faith. | fate | Emily Giffin | |
| 41e5343 | Left alone, human beings are a plague. They multiply relentlessly, consuming every resource, destroying everything they touch. | Scott Westerfeld | ||
| aed2af4 | Giving is the highest expression of potency. In the very act of giving, I experience my strength, my wealth, my power. This experience of heightened vitality and potency fills me with joy. I experience myself as overflowing, spending, alive, hence as joyous. Giving is more joyous than receiving, not because it is a deprivation, but because in the act of giving lies the expression of my aliveness. | Erich Fromm | ||
| 14240d7 | I've read your summary." "And?" "It's not incompetent." Be still, my heart, so I don't faint from such faint phrase. "Did you expect it to be written in crayon?" | magic-bleeds saiman praise kate | Ilona Andrews | |
| 40ee41d | i am a little church(no great cathedral) far from the splendor and squalor of hurrying cities --i do not worry if briefer days grow briefest, i am not sorry when sun and rain make april my life is the life of the reaper and the sower; my prayers are prayers of earth's own clumsily striving (finding and losing and laughing and crying)children whose any sadness or joy is my grief or my gladness around me surges a miracle of unceasing birth an.. | E.E. Cummings | ||
| cba3636 | It was all very well going on about pure logic and how the universe was ruled by logic and the harmony of numbers, but the plain fact of the matter was that the Disc was manifestly traversing space on the back of a giant turtle and the gods had a habit of going round to atheists' houses and smashing their windows. | religion | Terry Pratchett |