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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 141a21d | And my problem was that I always tried to go in everyone's way but my own. | Ralph Ellison | ||
| b61741a | Anne: "But have you ever noticed one encouraging thing about me, Marilla? I never make the same mistake twice". Marilla: "I don't know as that's much benefit when you're always making new ones"." | L.M. Montgomery | ||
| 1f3df22 | He looked at her as a man looks at a faded flower he has gathered, with difficulty recognizing in it the beauty for which he picked and ruined it. And in spite of this he felt that then, when his love was stronger, he could, if he had greatly wished it, have torn that love out of his heart; but now when as at that moment it seemed to him he felt no love for her, he knew that what bound him to her could not be broken. | Leo Tolstoy | ||
| 3eb8eb9 | Anna spoke not only naturally and intelligently, but intelligently and casually, without attaching any value to her own thoughts, yet giving great value to the thoughts of the one she was talking to. | Leo Tolstoy | ||
| bfe2fb8 | The liar was the hottest to defend his veracity, the coward his courage, the ill-bred his gentlemanliness, and the cad his honor | liar honor | Margaret Mitchell | |
| 5ec6716 | A dreamer, I walked enchanted, and nothing held me back. | Daphne du Maurier | ||
| c25e261 | I want to live but I want to die. What do I do? | Ned Vizzini | ||
| 7ac4c31 | Midway upon the journey of our life, I found myself within a forest dark, for the straightforward pathway had been lost. | Dante Alighieri | ||
| b38933f | You have no idea how strong my love is! | love elizabeth-gilbert pray | Elizabeth Gilbert | |
| d3c2751 | That is what is wrong with cold people. Not that they have ice in their souls - we all have a bit of that - but that they insist every word and deed mirror that ice. They never learn the beauty or value of gesture. The emotional necessity. For them, it is all honesty before kindness, truth before art. Love is art, not truth. It's like painting scenery. | Lorrie Moore | ||
| 9aefc08 | there is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the average | charles bukowski | ||
| ba7fdae | There's that horrible-beautiful moment, that bitter-sweet impasse where you know that somebody is bullshitting you but they're doing it with such panache and conviction...no, it's because they say exactly what you want to hear, at that point in time. | bittersweet self-deception lie | Irvine Welsh | |
| 8f0be61 | Mom's not feeling well. So I'm making her a get well card." "That's thoughtful of you." | Bill Watterson | ||
| 83f9a18 | The healthy can't understand the emptied, the broken. | David Mitchell | ||
| bff54ff | Your father always suspected that being pretty-minded is simply the natural state for most people. They want to be vapid and lazy and vain--Maddy glanced at Tally--and selfish. It only takes a twist to lock in that part of their personalities. He always thought that some people could think their way out of it. | ya | Scott Westerfeld | |
| 9bb5509 | But for me the sweetest contact with God has no form. I close my eyes, look within, and enter a deep soft silence. The infinity of God's creation embraces me. | religion god | Michael Jackson | |
| 36fbaaf | I got a dog-training book. It says Grendel needs mental stimulation, so I tried to train him, but I think he must be retarded. | grendel kate | Ilona Andrews | |
| b5a4925 | You're not going to die?" "Not right this minute." And of course, saying something like that usually resulted in immediate dying. I braced myself for a stray meteorite falling through the roof to crush my skull." | Ilona Andrews | ||
| 0f8aba8 | Rincewind tried to force the memory out of his mind, but it was rather enjoying itself there, terrorizing the other occupants and kicking over the furniture. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 1d86052 | Using a metaphor in front of a man as unimaginative as Ridcully was like a red flag to a bu... was like putting something very annoying in front of someone who was annoyed by it. | simile | Terry Pratchett | |
| ff302b6 | You know what we call pedestrians in Morganville? Mobile bloodbanks. | pedestrian eve-rosser michael-glass claire-danvers mobile morganville-vampires shane-collins vampires | Rachel Caine | |
| 2da58c0 | The stars we are given. The constellations we make. That is to say, stars exist in the cosmos, but constellations are the imaginary lines we draw between them, the readings we give the sky, the stories we tell. | stars meaning stories | Rebecca Solnit | |
| c24bbee | Akkarin: I watched the first woman I loved die. I dont think I can survive losing the second. Sonea: I love you too. | Trudi Canavan | ||
| 3db534b | You survived by seizing every tiny drop of love you could find anywhere, and milking it, relishing it, for all it was worth. And as you grew up, you sought love, anywhere you could find it, whether it was a teacher or a coach or a friend or a friend's parents. You sought those tiny droplets of love, basking in them when you found them. They sustained you. For all these years, you've lived under the illusion that somehow, you made it because.. | love inspirational childhood-trauma bpd mental-illness | Rachel Reiland | |
| a218512 | When you die, the energy that kept you alive filters into the people you loved. Did you know that? It's like a fire you've tended all your life, and the sparks are all scattered into the wind.... That's why we survive as long as we do, because the people who loved us keep us going. | persistence life love energy survival | Kevin Brockmeier | |
| 9877a94 | Each time I see the Upside-Down Man Standing in the water, I look at him and start to laugh, Although I shouldn't oughtter. For maybe in another world Another time Another town, | shel silverstein | ||
| a1bac86 | There are things that wait for us, patiently, in the dark corridors of our lives. We think we have moved on, put them out of mind, left them to desiccate and shrivel and blow away; but we are wrong. They have been waiting there in the darkness, working out, practicing their most vicious blows, their sharp hard thoughtless punches into the gut, killing time until we came back that way. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 8c27784 | Death's a funny thing. I used to think it was a big, sudden thing, like a huge owl that would swoop down out of the night and carry you off. I don't anymore. I think it's a slow thing. Like a thief who comes to your house day after day, taking a little thing here and a little thing there, and one day you walk round your house and there's nothing there to keep you, nothing to make you want to stay. And then you lie down and shut up forever. .. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| f09f7e6 | Darkness always had its part to play. Without it, how would we know when we walked in the light? It's only when its ambitions become too grandiose that it must be opposed, disciplined, sometimes--if necessary--brought down for a time. Then it will rise again, as it must. | evil | Clive Barker | |
| f31b34c | I know there are monsters on this earth,' said Tessa. 'You cannot tell me otherwise. I have seen them. | Cassandra Clare | ||
| cef5865 | He was the one she was doing all this for, but sometimes she missed him so much it felt like she swallowed broken glass. | Cassandra Clare | ||
| 186af4c | Those of us who do not live forever do not like change perhaps as much as those of you who do. | will-herondale goodbye | Cassandra Clare | |
| 695f8af | Magnus gave Alec a sidelong look as they climbed the rickety stairs. Alec caught the glance, and his breathing quickened; his blue eyes were bright. Alec bit his lower lip, and Magnus stopped walking. It was only a momentary hesitation. But then Alec reached out and caught his arm, fingers tight above his elbow. 'Magnus', he said in a low voice. | the-course-of-true-love the-bane-chronicles malec magnus-bane | Cassandra Clare | |
| 44a80c7 | Beauty was not simply something to behold; it was something one could do. | toni-morrison the-bluest-eye | Toni Morrison | |
| 9654b5b | What I notice is that every adult or child I give a new set of Crayolas to goes a little funny. The kids smile, get a glazed look on their faces, pour the crayons out, and just look at them for a while....The adults always get the most wonderful kind of sheepish smile on their faces--a mixture of delight and nostalgia and silliness. And they immediately start telling you about all their experiences with Crayolas. | Robert Fulghum | ||
| d96a3b4 | All is forgotten in the stone halls of the dead. These are the rooms of ruin where the spiders spin and the great circuits fall quiet, one by one... | Stephen King | ||
| 64449b3 | Standing in front of a line up of Lay's potato chips, Qhuinn looked overhead to the speaker inset into the ceiling tiles. Next to him John Matthew signed, | qhuinn | J.R. Ward | |
| 95ffc9e | And, since they are theater people, they are all talking. All of them. Simultaneously. They do not need to be heard; they only need to be speaking. | John Green | ||
| 521f49a | I don't think God gives a shit if we have a dog or if a woman wears shorts. I think He gives a shit whether you're a good person. | John Green | ||
| ad7fc9c | That's absolutely true, about the eight glasses a day. There's no reason whatsoever to drink eight glasses of water a day unless you, for whatever reason, particularly like the taste of water. Most experts agree that unless there's something horribly wrong with you, you should just drink water whenever you're - get this - thirsty. | John Green | ||
| 9570cbe | We can't possibly have a summer love. So many people have tried that the name's become proverbial. Summer is only the unfulfilled promise of spring, a charlatan in place of the warm balmy nights I dream of in April. It's a sad season of life without growth...It has no day. | august charlatan july september spring june summer | F. Scott Fitzgerald | |
| 6c02a44 | some changes happen deep down inside of you. And the truth is, only you know about them. Maybe that's the way it's supposed to be. | Judy Blume | ||
| 9c07446 | They made me see that the world was beautiful if you were beautiful, and that you couldn't get unless you gave. And you had to give without wanting to get. | T.H. White | ||
| 1adc3a2 | So, I looked up, and we were in this giant dome like a glass snowball, and Mark said that the amazing white stars were really only holes in the black glass of the dome, and when you went to heaven, the glass broke away, and there was nothing but a whole sheet of star white, which is brighter than anything but doesn't hurt your eyes. It was vast and open and thinly quiet, and I felt so small. | Stephen Chbosky |