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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| f0dd018 | I think we should begin with a little exercise to flex our writing muscles,' Martha said, speaking very slowly as if she was on prescription drugs but I think it was just her way of trying to communicate with people less intelligent than she thought she was. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| fd7ef1c | He has been reconciled to death during the war and then suddenly the war was over and there was a next day and a next day and a next day. Part of him never adjusted to having a future. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| 2a406f7 | She was twenty-eight but already jaded. Twenty-eight seemed a particularly unsatisfactory age. She was no longer young and yet no one ever seemed to take her seriously as an adult. People still told her what to do all the time, it was infuriating. Her only power seemed to be over her own children and even that was limited by endless negotiation. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| f898252 | If it hadn't been for this chance hospital encounter, accidental in all senses, Victor might never have courted a girl. He already felt well on his way to middle age, and his social life was still limited to the chess club. Victor didn't really feel the need for another person in his life, in fact he found the concept of "sharing" a life bizarre. He had mathematics, which filled up his time almost completely, so he wasn't entirely sure what.. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| 1650ad8 | he had a firm voice, a nice low register that spoke of both kindness and unassailable authority, which seemed the perfect combination in a man--in the romance novels her mother had been fond of, anyway | Kate Atkinson | ||
| d9f827c | She] went around with a beatific smile on her face that could be very irritating if you yourself weren't feeling beatific. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| 31f03ee | It was the war, Juliet thought, remembering the photograph of the flamingo's creased wife, it has made refugees of us all. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| 41b8d8a | Juliet sighed and wondered if one day she would think herself to death. Was that possible? And would it be painful? | Kate Atkinson | ||
| 8d767e4 | Being flippant was harder work than being earnest | Kate Atkinson | ||
| 9a1a9d5 | misquote Edmund Burke rather than Milton. All that is necessary for the forces of evil to win in the world is for enough good women to do nothing. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| 11af51b | In Teddy's experience people who claimed to be one thing were generally the opposite, | Kate Atkinson | ||
| a43bb77 | Bridget wiped her tears vigorously on her apron and said, "Must get on with the tea." | Kate Atkinson | ||
| a2640d8 | We're all Bolsheviks now," Izzie said blithely. "And at my table!" Hugh said and laughed." | Kate Atkinson | ||
| 7754594 | I have seen a large dog fox several times recently but it was a hot afternoon and no doubt, like most creatures, it was lying low in the shade. The fox has an unfortunate reputation. A crafty thief, often a charming one in fable and fairy story, its name is a byword for low (and occasionally high) cunning. A moral outlaw, a trickster and sometimes downright malevolent. The Christian Church often equated the fox with the devil. In many churc.. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| e0a6c86 | Mr. Carver hadn't been such a bad sort really. He had been very keen on Esperanto, which had seemed an absurd eccentricity at the time but now Ursula thought it might be a good thing to have a universal language, as Latin had once been. Oh, yes, Miss Woolf said, a common language was a wonderful idea, but utterly utopian. All good ideas were, she said sadly. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| b79a48f | She didnt see the point of alcohol, or drugs. People had little enough control over their lives without losing more. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| a3fa34d | but her mother's death had revealed that there was no metaphor too ostentatious for grief. It was a terrible thing and demanded embellishment. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| 218bd80 | Home', it had struck her on the torturous drive back to London, wasn't Egerton Gardens, wasn't even Fox Corner. Home was an idea, and like Arcadia it was lost in the past. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| cd3ccf0 | That was how you lost people, a little carelessness and they just slipped through your fingers. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| d175c97 | After that Sylvie made sure they all went to the swimming baths in town and took lessons, from an ex-major in the Boer War who barked orders at them until they were too frightened to sink. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| 9a35211 | In the endgame a pawn can change into a queen. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| fcdab53 | Pamela produced placid babies. "They don't tend to turn feral until they're two," she said." | children humor | Kate Atkinson | |
| 8cd544e | she said science had made the world a worse place, that it was all about men inventing new ways to kill people. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| ec5bbd0 | And, of course, philosophy attracted exactly the wrong kind of girls for Bob - earnest intellectual ones, for example, who wanted to discuss Foucault and Adorno and other people Bob had tried very hard not to hear of. If Bob could have designed a girl he would have started by getting rid of her vocal cords. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| 104aaa5 | Running wasn't pointless, of course. Sometimes you did it to try to outrun your thoughts, sometimes you did it to chase them and bring them down. Sometimes you did it so that you didn't think at all. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| 532b45e | Sister Michael turned and looked at him, and, despite her plump, jolly face, she had nuns' eyes, and nuns' eyes, Jackson knew, could see right inside your head, so he nodded respectfully at the statue. Sanguis Christi, inebria me. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| e8830ab | If Bertie was a god (a favourite fantasy), she would be manufacturing things there was a shortage of - bees, tigers, dormice - not flip-flops and phone covers and toothpaste. | dormice flipflops god phone-covers tigers toothpaste | Kate Atkinson | |
| ae37feb | All those unclaimed arms and legs lost in the fields of Flanders - Ursula imagined them pushing roots down into the mud and shoots up to the sky and growing once again into men. An army of men marching back for revenge. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| 483a0f1 | She was wearing an aggressive three-piece outfit that was probably very expensive but had the kind of pattern you would get if you cut up the flags of several obscure countries and then gave them to a blind pigeon to stick back together again. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| 64228df | So much for progress. How quickly civilization could dissolve into its more ugly elements. | elements german germans progress ugly | Kate Atkinson | |
| b1b2bd9 | As the first clod of earth hit her mother's coffin, Juliet could barely catch a breath. Her mother would suffocate beneath all that earth, she thought, but Juliet was suffocating too. An image came to her mind--the martyrs who were pressed to death by stones piled on top of them. That is me, she thought, I am crushed by loss. "Don't seek out elaborate metaphors," her English teacher had said of her school essays, but her mother's death had .. | Kate Atkinson | ||
| 111daf4 | not so much an agent provocateur as an agent passif, if such a thing could be said to exist. ("Sometimes," Perry said, "saying nothing can be your strongest weapon.")" | Kate Atkinson | ||
| fe4d441 | Michael's generation--its history of fighting disease and bigotry--sometimes made him grumpier than Ben would like him to be, but he knew what he'd found in Michael: a gift for intimacy like none Ben had ever known. | Armistead Maupin | ||
| 873bfbf | It was like school spirit back in high school. He didn't have it then, and he didn't have it now. To him, the biggest advantage of being queer was being queer. | Armistead Maupin | ||
| fab420a | Her Mao tse-tung t-shirt was stretched so tightly across her chest that the Chairman was grinning broadly | Armistead Maupin | ||
| 796c75b | There's a theory," said Anna, handing him a cup of tea as she climbed back into bed, "that we are all Atlanteans." "Who?" "Us. San Franciscans." Edgar grinned indulgently, bracing himself for another yarn. Anna caught it. "Do you want to hear it ... or are you getting stuffy on me?" "Go ahead. Tell me a story." "Well ... in one of our last incarnations, we were all citizens of Atlantis. All of us. You, me, Frannie, DeDe, Mary Ann..." "Are y.. | Armistead Maupin | ||
| fcbad60 | Queers doing cowboy dancing. Who would've thunk it? Kids who grew up in Galveston and Tucson and Modesto, performing the folk dances of their homeland finally, finally with the partner of their choice. | Armistead Maupin | ||
| a8b63a7 | Could you conjugate that? To sleaze. I sleaze. You sleaze. We all have sleazen. | Armistead Maupin | ||
| 089a593 | Well ... everything gets old after a while. I personally get a little sick of wrecking my liver at The Lion for the privilege of tricking with some guy whose lover is in L.A. for the weekend. | Armistead Maupin | ||
| 4efa91b | men and women, both straight and gay, who don't consider sexuality in measuring the worth of another human being. These aren't radicals or weirdos, Mama. They are shop clerks and bankers and little old ladies and people who nod and smile to you when you meet them on the bus. Their attitude is neither patronizing nor pitying. And their message is so simple: Yes, you are a person. Yes, I like you. Yes, it's all right for you to like me too. | Armistead Maupin | ||
| 0d99580 | Well ... not exactly together. He'd buy a sofa and I'd buy a couple of matching chairs. One has to plan on divorce at all times ... still, it was a landmark of sorts. I'd never gotten to the furniture-buying stage before. | Armistead Maupin | ||
| 62be93a | Thack seemed to sort something out for a moment. "Sometimes I watch him when he's playing with Harry or digging in the yard. And I think: This is it, this is the guy I've waited for all my life. Then this other voice tells me not to get used to it, that it'll only hurt more later. It's funny. You're feeling this enormous good fortune and waiting for it to be over at the same time." "You seem happy," Brian ventured. "I am." "Well ... that's.. | Armistead Maupin | ||
| ec25d49 | You don't have to keep up, dear. You just have to keep open. | Armistead Maupin | ||
| 684bd54 | Brian's face turned pouty. "So you were just blowing smoke up my ass." Anna smiled dimly. "You may have been inhaling, dear, but I wasn't blowing." -- | Armistead Maupin |