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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| c58c5e4 | that's me. ancient history." [Poseidon to Paul]" | Rick Riordan | ||
| 2299113 | Your voice is your identity. | Rick Riordan | ||
| 2be4b6d | Yeah, okay. But, Nico, you choose how to live your life. You want to trust somebody? Maybe take a risk that I'm really your friend and I'll accept you. It's better than hiding. | friendship heroes-of-olympus house-of-hades jason-grace nico-di-angelo percy-jackson rick-riordan trust | Rick Riordan | |
| a3a2d6a | Coach Hedge came pounding up the stairs with Hazel at his hooves. "Where are they?" he demanded. "Who do I kill?" "No killing!" Annabeth ordered. "Just defend the ship!" "But they interrupted a Chuck Norris movie!" | Rick Riordan | ||
| 2be3a83 | I won't go looking for trouble. I usually don't have too. | Rick Riordan | ||
| 921f527 | She's pretty," Zethes mumbled. "I mean, she's right." | zethes | Rick Riordan | |
| 12490ea | It's just the way things are. And you can't dwell on what might have been. You have to look at what is. | Sophie Kinsella | ||
| bbdf7ae | We drove to the hotel and said goodbye. How hypocritical to go upstairs with a man you don't want to fuck, leave the one you do sitting there alone, and then, in a state of great excitement, fuck the one you don't want to fuck while pretending he's the one you do. That's called fidelity. That's called monogamy. That's called civilization and its discontents. | monogamy | Erica Jong | |
| 0d2b7ad | Be a good animal,true to your instincts. | D.H. Lawrence | ||
| b938960 | Obscenity only comes in when the mind despises and fears the body, and the body hates and resists the mind. | D.H. Lawrence | ||
| f33cbfb | The others in the dorm thought I wanted to be a writer, because I was always alone with a book, but I had no such ambition. There was nothing I wanted to be. | ennui life | Haruki Murakami | |
| ef21190 | Autumn finally arrived. And when it did, I came to a decision. Something had to give: I couldn't keep on living like this. | Haruki Murakami | ||
| d605cd8 | And when my body shall cease, my soul will still be yours, Claire? I swear by my hope of heaven, I will not be parted from you." The wind stirred the leaves of the chestnut trees nearby, and the scents of late summer rose up rich around us; pine and grass and strawberries, sun-warmed stone and cool water, and the sharp, musky smell of his body next to mine. "Nothing is lost, Sassenach; only changed." "That's the first law of thermodynamics,.. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 6eccebe | And if he had judged her harshly? If her life were a simple rosary of hours, her life simple and strange as a bird's life, gay in the morning, restless all day, tired at sundown? Her heart simple and willful as a bird's heart? | spirituality subjectivity women | James Joyce | |
| 2a9dbdb | Again I take a taxi to Clichy address, but feel that I do not want to go on loving Henry more actively than he loves me (having realized that nobody will ever love me in that overabundant, overexpressive, overthoughtful, overhuman way I love people), and so I will wait for him. So I ask taxi driver to drop me at the Galeries Lafayette, where I begin to look for a new hat and to shop for Christmas. Pride? I don't know. A kind of wise retreat.. | Anaïs Nin | ||
| edb2156 | I can elect something I love and absorb myself in it. | writing | Anaïs Nin | |
| 3be4aab | Words," he said, "is oh such a twitch-tickling problem to me all my life." | Roald Dahl | ||
| 3d6120a | She did not shut it properly because she knew that it is very silly to shut oneself into a wardrobe, even if it is not a magic one. | C.S. Lewis | ||
| fc204e2 | And she never could remember; and ever since that day what Lucy means by a good story is a story which reminds her of the forgotten story in the Magician's Book. | magic | C.S. Lewis | |
| 637ce95 | Muchos anos despues, frente al peloton de fusilamiento, el coronel Aureliano Buendia habia de recordar aquella tarde remota en que su padre lo llevo a conocer el hielo. Macondo era entonces una aldea de 20 casas de barro y canabrava construidas a la orilla de un rio de aguas diafanas que se precipitaban por un lecho de piedras pulidas, blancas y enormes como huevos prehistoricos. El mundo era tan reciente, que muchas cosas carecian de nombr.. | Gabriel García Márquez | ||
| c8c39f1 | This is very similar to the suggestion put forward by the Quirmian philosopher Ventre, who said, "Possibly the gods exist, and possibly they do not. So why not believe in them in any case? If it's all true you'll go to a lovely place when you die, and if it isn't then you've lost nothing, right?" When he died he woke up in a circle of gods holding nasty-looking sticks and one of them said, "We're going to show you what we think of Mr Clever.. | humor | Terry Pratchett | |
| 7adc0e2 | The squirrel has not yet found the acorn that will grow into the oak that will be cut to form the cradle of the babe that will grow to slay me. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| b05044a | Do you forget that I am your sister?" "No; I've never been granted the opportunity to forget it." | sister | Georgette Heyer | |
| 0862fc4 | Ah, it is the fault of our science that it wants to explain all; and if it explain not, then it says there is nothing to explain. | Bram Stoker | ||
| 7418293 | Remember that no matter where I am or what I'm doing I've got a special place inside me that's all for you. It's been there since the day we met. | Sara Zarr | ||
| 58de8d4 | There are few of us who have not sometimes wakened before dawn, either after one of those dreamless nights that make us almost enamoured of death, or one of those nights of horror and misshapen joy, when through the chambers of the brain sweep phantoms more terrible than reality itself, and instinct with that vivid life that lurks in all grotesques, and that lends to Gothic art its enduring vitality, this art being, one might fancy, especia.. | Oscar Wilde | ||
| 68a63b5 | When I think of you, and you are not there, I see you in my mind's eye always with a book in your hand. | Cassandra Clare | ||
| c2c5b56 | Tessa: I won't know if I like it until I try it, will I?" Will: "I've never swum naked in the Thames, but I know I wouldn't like it." "But think how entertaining for sightseers," said Tessa, and she saw Jem duck his head to hide the quick flash of his grin." | tessa will | Cassandra Clare | |
| a77cc20 | For so many years she had wondered what her first kiss would be like - if he would be handsome, if he would love her, if he would be kind. She had never imagined that the kiss would be so brief and desperate and wild. Or that it would taste of holy water. Holy water and blood. | Cassandra Clare | ||
| cc8c21e | Whatever it is, don't do it!" said Catarina. "It's a bad idea." "And why do you say that?" "Because they're the only kind you have," she said. "I have known you a long time, and I am absolutely certain on this subject. If you are planning to become a pirate again, it's a bad idea." | Cassandra Clare | ||
| 3f5ceea | And now I'm looking at you," he said, "and you're asking me if I still want you, as if I could stop loving you. As if I would want to give up the thing that makes me stronger that anyone else ever has. I never dared to give much of myself to anyone before , but Clary, since the first time I saw you, I have belonged to you completely. I still do. If you want me." For a split second longer she stood motionless. Then, somehow, she had caught t.. | Cassandra Clare | ||
| 58cc68e | Facilis descensus Averno Noctes atque dies patet atri ianua Ditis Sed revocare gradum superasque evadere ad auras Hoc opus labor est | jace latin mortal-instruments | Cassandra Clare | |
| 4d3dd68 | In a way, her strangeness, her naivete, her craving for the other half of her equation was the consequence of an idle imagination. Had she paints, or clay, or knew the discipline of the dance, or strings, had she anything to engage her tremendous curiosity and her gift for metaphor, she might have exchanged the restlessness and preoccupation with whim for an activity that provided her with all she yearned for. And like an artist with no art.. | Toni Morrison | ||
| ed927aa | At bottom, you see, we are not Homo sapiens as all. Our core is madness. The prime directive is murder. What Darwin was too polite to say, my friends, is that we came to rule the earth not because we were the smartest, or even the meanest, but because we have always been the craziest, most murderous motherfuckers in the jungle. And that is what the Pulse exposed five days ago. | evolution horror | Stephen King | |
| 73890b5 | And now, all these years later, it seemed to him that the most horrible fact of human existence was that broken hearts mended. | love | Stephen King | |
| d40fb6a | It's how I fill the time when nothing's happening. Thinking too much, flirting with melancholy. | loneliness melancholy sadness time | Tim Winton | |
| f2e792b | From one king to another, know that I'm giving you the middle finger right now." And he was, with a smile." | j-r-ward king lover-reborn middle-finger rehvenge wrath | J.R. Ward | |
| 1bacecc | Qhuinn smiled, baring his fangs. 'Has anyone ever shown you the difference between good touch and bad touch? 'Cause I'd love to demonstrate. We could start right now. | J.R. Ward | ||
| ec21eb7 | When I, who is called a "weapon" or a "monster", fight a real monster, I can fully realize that I am just a "human"." | fullmetal-alchemist psychological roy-mustang | Hiromu Arakawa | |
| 7adeaba | Before I got here, I thought that the way out of the labyrinth was to pretend that it didn't exist, to build a small, self-sufficient world in the back corner of the endless maze and to pretend that I was not lost, but home. But that only led to a lonely life accompanied by the last words of the already dead, so I came here looking for a Great Perhaps, for real friends and a more-than-minor life. | the-great-perhaps the-labyrinth the-labyrinth-of-suffering | John Green | |
| 88186ae | We want to believe. Young students try to believe in older authors, constituents try to believe in their Congressmen, countries try to believe in their statesmen, but they can't. Too many voices, too much scattered, illogical ill-considered criticism. | F. Scott Fitzgerald | ||
| 9481877 | I'm thirty," I said. "I'm five years too old to lie to myself and call it honor" | F. Scott Fitzgerald | ||
| dfafe16 | Like all weak men he laid an exaggerated stress on not changing one's mind. | W. Somerset Maugham | ||
| 4a64127 | It was a dream, not a nightmare, a beautiful dream I could never imagine in a thousand nods. There was a girl next to me who wasn't beautiful until she smiled and I felt that smile come at me in heat waves following, soaking through my body and out my finger tips in shafts of color and I knew somewhere in the world, somewhere, that there was love for me. | Jim Carroll |