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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| c3fbf36 | A writer who can't use his firsthand experience must turn to secondhand experience, which can lead to thirdhand cliches. | writers | Christopher Bram | |
| f74d61c | He wasn't sure who moved first, her or him. There was the thunk of her bag sliding down her arm to hit the floor, followed by the muted clank of her keys a split-second later, then he was pulling her into his arms and she was lifting her face to kiss him. She tasted of salt and fresh air and life and he spread his hands across the small of her back and pulled her closer, need an urgent tattoo drumming through his blood. She felt so good, so.. | Sarah Mayberry | ||
| 7d67ca2 | He leaned closer and she swallowed the rest of her words as he pressed a kiss to her lips. He lifted his head slightly and looked into her eyes. She stared back at him, stunned, her heart thudding against her breastbone. He palmed the nape of her neck, and then he was kissing her again, his tongue sweeping into her mouth this time, turning her legs to jelly. She pressed her body against his, her skin on fire, desire beating a tattoo through.. | Sarah Mayberry | ||
| a2436bc | Just when she was about to scream with frustration he flexed his hips and slid inside her. Her body welcomed him as he buried himself to the hilt. She let out a broken little sob, almost tearful over how good it felt to be filled by him, how hard and thick and hot he felt inside her. He started to move, and within seconds she'd found his rhythm. Every clumsy sexual encounter she'd ever had, every second of self-consciousness over her body o.. | Sarah Mayberry | ||
| 8c572e4 | I'm not too heavy?" she asked. He had just come off crutches, after all. Sophie, you're practically a midget," he reminded her." | piggyback romance | Sarah Mayberry | |
| 151989b | Sadie)"I'm not judging you, Dylan. I love vampire movies. If I looked surprised it was only because it's so different from your TV work, that's all." His shoulders relaxed a notch. "Sorry. Olly gives me a lot of shit for selling out. He doesn't get that no one is ever going to make his movie about two old men on a fishing trip. Or, even if they do, no one is every going to go see it." -- | movies work | Sarah Mayberry | |
| 2c6218b | One of the best lovers in Hollywood. What would a title like that encompass exactly? she wondered. Technique? Enthusiasm? Or was it more about equipment? | lovers romance | Sarah Mayberry | |
| 790b7ac | She wondered if you could love someone too much. If you could it wasn't fair. People didn't have a chance. Love was all you had in the end. It was like sleep, like clean water. When you fell off the world there was still love because love made the world. That's what she believed. That's how it was. | Tim Winton | ||
| 0858b89 | Time doesn't click on and on at the stroke. It comes and goes in waves and folds like water; it flutters and sifts like dust, rises, billows, falls back on itself. When a wave breaks, the water is not moving. The swell has traveled great distances but only the energy is moving, not the waves. Perhaps time moves through us and not through it. | Tim Winton | ||
| 4dac6cf | the past is in us, and not behind us. Things are never over. | Tim Winton | ||
| 2fcd486 | On our hunger to control and know everything humans break and spoil | Tim Winton | ||
| 493ab40 | Anything with blood in it can probably go bad. Like meat. And it's the blood that makes me worry. It carries things you don't even know you got. | disease genetics incest | Tim Winton | |
| 2f99300 | Shanksing across that country you stick out like a rat on a birthday cake. | Tim Winton | ||
| 3fc4b88 | I meant to slip away, he said, busking it now. | Tim Winton | ||
| fe50c93 | You look great, he said. Oh, get fucked, she said, grinning. | Tim Winton | ||
| 5141948 | Dogs get howling all down the way. Somewhere a bicycle bell rings. Somewhere else there's a war on. Somewhere else people turn to shadows and powder in an instant and the streets turn to funnels and light in the sky with their burning. Somewhere a war is over. | Tim Winton | ||
| 353f7d8 | I couldn't take my eyes from those plumes of spray, the churning shards of light. Was this what the old man was afraid of? I tried to think of poor dead Snowy Muir but death was hard to imagine when you had these blokes dancing themselves across the bay with smiles on their faces and sun in their hair. I couldn't have put words to it as a boy, but later I understood what seized my imagination that day. How strange it was to see men do somet.. | Tim Winton | ||
| 9752ad1 | He had smoked dope exactly twice, but stopped when he realized it was called dope for a reason. | Christopher Pike | ||
| 8938829 | The longing for something beyond yourself, beyond anything you have ever known or dreamed of? | Mary Balogh | ||
| 02fec65 | war often wounds the soul as deeply as it does the body, sometimes more so. | Mary Balogh | ||
| c544f6e | But one never quite reached the point at which one could relax and know that one had made it through to the other side of suffering and could now be simply content, even happy, inside a balanced mix of body, mind, and spirit. | Mary Balogh | ||
| cd879ed | She had held her life to an even keel by killing all deep feeling, by living upon the surface of life. | Mary Balogh | ||
| b969c2b | What do you not have, Lord Hardford?" she asked. "For no one has everything, you know, or even nearly everything." | Mary Balogh | ||
| ceba7e4 | life was not easy. And what an earth-shatteringly original observation that was. | Mary Balogh | ||
| 5679c9e | There is no such thing as time. There is only our reaction to the inexorable progress of life. | Mary Balogh | ||
| 5ec6545 | this has been a birthday best forgotten." "Most birthdays are, milord," his man said agreeably" | Mary Balogh | ||
| a6868e0 | It was hard to leave. But it was impossible to stay. He was leaving from choice because he was young and energetic and adventurous and had long wanted to carve a life of his own. He was going to new possibility, new dreams. But he was leaving behind places and people. And though, being young, he was sure he would see them all again some day, he knew too that many years might pass before he did so. It was not easy to leave. | Mary Balogh | ||
| 6984d50 | We would have met again some other time or in some other place,' he said. 'We would have been given other chances. Life recognizes the unpredictability of our movements in any given life. Somehow we would have met, Jane. We were determined that it would be so before we entered this life. | eternal-love soul-mate soul-mates | Mary Balogh | |
| b593ae0 | This was it. This was what she had longed for throughout the lonely years of her girlhood. Suddenly she felt lonelier than she had ever felt. And so excited she could barely breathe, Tresham stepped up beside her, drew her arm through his again, set his free hand lightly over hers, and said not a word. She had never loved him more. | Mary Balogh | ||
| ab71078 | Was something worth having, though, if it didn't present a challenge? | Mary Balogh | ||
| 0689af7 | But it is only people who have plenty of money who can despise it. To the rest of us it is important. It can at least put food in our stomachs clothes on our backs, and it can at least feed our dreams. | Mary Balogh | ||
| 88eb37e | Had he healed one wound only to open another? | wound | Mary Balogh | |
| 6bec35e | There was at least as much to learn as there was to be taught. | Mary Balogh | ||
| e2adf13 | She was not sure that her deafness had strengthened her character. She was not even sure she had met a challenge. A silent world was as natural to her as a noisy one must be to them, she reflected. But people tended to assume that deaf persons could function as people only if they learned to conform to a world of sound. What about the challenge of silence? Very few people of hearing ever accepted it or even knew that there was a challenge t.. | Mary Balogh | ||
| bcd2ec0 | If there were no illusions, there would bo no disillusionment. But then one would have no fond memories either, with which fortify oneself against the pain of the reality. | Mary Balogh | ||
| edc26f7 | He wished someone in the course of history had thought of striking that word and all its derivatives from the English Language - happy, happier, happiest, happiness. What the devil did the words really mean anyway? Why not just the word pleasure, which was far more... well, pleasant. | pleasure | Mary Balogh | |
| 86e31fd | Love does not deck the beloved in chains. It just is. | Mary Balogh | ||
| 0bbcaac | He loved me," she said, her voice leaden. "It is so easy to take love for granted when one has always had it. I knew he loved me as I loved him, but I did not realize perhaps how much until all love was removed." | Mary Balogh | ||
| f714d7f | I Know what you meant when you told me she was full of love and brimming over with it. And so innocent that one fears for her. Perhaps we ought not to fear for such people but for ourselves whose experience has taught us not to trust one another or life itself. | Mary Balogh | ||
| 4835683 | siempre se disfruta de libertad a menos que estemos encarcelados | Mary Balogh | ||
| 7c560f9 | If you want something, my dearest love, the duke had once told her, you will never get it. Want is a timid, abject word. It implies that you know you will be left wanting, that you know you do not deserve the object of your desire but can only hope for a miracle. You must expect that object instead, and it will be yours. There is no such thing as a miracle. | Mary Balogh | ||
| 8c07936 | One should love from a position of wholeness. One should have a firm and rich sense of self no matter what. For there is always pain--it cannot be avoided in this life, more's the pity. But pain should not destroy the person who feels it. | Mary Balogh | ||
| fb197ed | Miss Blanche Heyward, opera dancer, would have made a superlative drill sergeant if she had just been a man. | Mary Balogh | ||
| baf848e | Aprendi a ficar quieta e a parar de fazer coisas, de ouvir e ate de pensar. Aprendi a ser. Aprendi que quase qualquer lugar pode ser um desses lugares especiais, caso eu o permita. Talvez tenha aprendido a encontrar esse lugar dentro de mim. | Mary Balogh |