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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 8896b7b | you're doomed at being you. | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| 0d9983c | I'm going away," he said. "And I want you to know that I'm coming back. I love you because...." "Don't say anything," Fatima interrupted. "One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving." | Paulo Coelho | ||
| 7b54523 | If I were a piano player, I'd play it in the goddam closet. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| c27443a | I heard you begging someone, anyone, to rescue you, to get you out. I heard you say no. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 39c1333 | And she wondered if it were possible to love someone enough to die from it. If it were possible to love someone enough that time and distance and death were of no concern. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| f4efb70 | My name is Aelin Ashryver Galathynius. And I am the Queen of Terrasen. | rifthold queen-of-terrasen aelin-ashryver-galathynius queen | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 83a2318 | I will kill anyone who harms you," Rhys snarled. "I will kill them, and take a damn long time doing it." He panted. "Go ahead. Hate me--despise me for it." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| f7d3204 | I was not supposed to love you. The woman had said that--and then she died. She should not have loved him, and he should not have dared to love her. He deserved this darkness, and once the invisible boundary shattered and the waiting thing pounced, infiltrating and filling him ... he'd have earned it. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| bb611ed | Meanwhile a certain amount of moaning and groaning was coming from upstairs. Sophie kept muttering to the dog and ignored it. A loud, hollow coughing followed, dying away into more moaning. Crashing sneezes followed the coughing, each one rattling the window and all the doors. Sophie found those harder to ignore, but she managed. Poot-pooooot! went a blown nose, like a bassoon in a tunnel. The coughing started again, mingled with moans. Sne.. | Diana Wynne Jones | ||
| 7fddcab | My new knight mistress is famed for wielding sharp edges: Sword, Knife and Tongue! | nealan squire keladry-of-mindelan | Tamora Pierce | |
| 72b54c8 | They'd lied to me and betrayed me, leaving jagged edges where all my trust had been, and I didn't like or respect or admire them any more, but still I loved them. I had no choice. I understood that, perfectly, standing in the white wilderness of snow. You can't kill love. You can't even kill it with hate. You can kill in-love, and loving, and even loveliness. You can kill them all, or numb them into dense, leaden regret, but you can't kill .. | Gregory David Roberts | ||
| 63440ac | Stand at the crossroads if you will, but if you'll not choose, I'll move on without you | crossroads wait | Jacqueline Carey | |
| 3a53c6b | On the Road that I have taken, one day walking I awaken, amazed to see where I've come, where I'm going, where I'm from. | Dean Koontz | ||
| ac4ffb0 | Don't condemn me, remember rather that sometimes I, too, can reach the bursting point. | Anne Frank | ||
| 90355b5 | There are two kinds of anger: hot and cold. Boys and girls experience both, but as they grow up the anger separates according to the sex. Boys need hot anger to survive. They need inclination to fight, the drive to sink the knife into the flesh, the energy and initiative of fury. It's a requirement of hunting, of defense, of pride. Maybe of sex too. And girls need cold anger. They need the cold simmer, the ceaseless grudge, the talent to av.. | Gregory Maguire | ||
| 17d61bf | There are certain phrases potent to make my blood boil -- improper influence! What old woman's cackle is that?" "Are you a young lady?" "I am a thousand times better: I am an honest woman, and as such I will be treated." | integrity marriage influence self-determination independence women honesty love uprightness propriety matrimony respect gender self-respect expectations | Charlotte Brontë | |
| 0045fb6 | Crying does not indicate that you are weak. Since birth, it has always been a sign that you are alive. | inspiration life wisdom | Charlotte Brontë | |
| 46b1093 | How wonderful to know someone who was bad and dishonorable and a cheat and a liar, when all the world was filled with people who would not lie to save their souls and who would rather starve than do a dishonorable deed! | Margaret Mitchell | ||
| 96611a5 |
A German officer visited Picasso in his Paris studio during the Second World War. There he saw Guernica and, shocked at the modernist < |
Slavoj Žižek | ||
| 9a542bf | Rudy Steiner was scared of the book theif's kiss. He must have longed for it so much. He must have longed for it so much. he must have loved her so incredibly hard. So hard that he would never ask for her lips again and would go to his grave without them. | Markus Zusak | ||
| f2c77f8 | Recognizing that people's reactions don't belong to you is the only sane way to create. If people enjoy what you've created, terrific. If people ignore what you've created, too bad. If people misunderstand what you've created, don't sweat it. And what if people absolutely hate what you've created? What if people attack you with savage vitriol, and insult your intelligence, and malign your motives, and drag your good name through the mud? Ju.. | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| 27e9b47 | because the past was always around her and might return at any time. It prowled the world searching for her, and she knew it was growing angrier at every passing day. | past | Nicholas Sparks | |
| d971d1f | For with much wisdom comes much sorrow; the more knowledge the more grief. | wisdom | Anonymous | |
| 7e4d3d1 | 12--Lose Battles, But Win The War: Grand Strategy Grand strategy is the art of looking beyond the present battle and calculating ahead. Focus on your ultimate goal and plot to reach it. | Robert Greene | ||
| 778479b | I have stayed these years in my hovel because of you. I have taught myself languages because of you. I have made my body strong because I thought you might be pleased by a strong body. I have lived my life with only the prayer that some sudden dawn you might glance in my direction. I have not known a moment in years when the sight of you did not send my heart careening against my rib cage. I have not known a night when your visage did not a.. | William Goldman | ||
| 2c6af25 | I wonder how much of the day I spend just callin' after you. | love missing | Harper Lee | |
| 196ba36 | I want to kiss her without counting the seconds. I want to hold her so long that I get to know her skin. I want, I want, I want. | David Levithan | ||
| 453ae77 | Look, let me put it this way: with me, you're number one and there isn't even a number two. | Charles Bukowski | ||
| 153b18f | and there you have it, another body on the floor surrounded by things that don't mean much to anyone except to the one who can't take any of them along. | morbid depressing | Mark Z. Danielewski | |
| df41ba0 | Are you hungry, baby?" Curran asked. "Starving." "I think we should go to dinner." "Great idea." "What are you going to wear?" "My badass face." "Good choice," he said. >>" | Ilona Andrews | ||
| d979901 | He groaned and I saw his face. "Curran!" I would've preferred a homicidal lunatic. Oh, wait..." | magic-strikes kate | Ilona Andrews | |
| f19a308 | Barabas placed a stack on the table and held the chair out for me. "For you." "I'm hungry and I don't have time for this." Barabas's eyes held no mercy. "Make time, Alpha. You have two hands. You can eat and sign simultaneously." Curran grinned. "Enjoying my suffering?" I asked. "I find it hilarious that you'll run into a gunfight with nothing but your sword, but paperwork makes you panic." Barabas put a thicker stack in front of him... | Ilona Andrews | ||
| 924ef02 | I have spent my spare time studying literature popular with young women of this planet. One should always study the battlefield." Sean glanced at him. "And?" "I suggest you give up now. According to my research, in a vampire-werewolf love triangle, the vampire always gets the girl." | Ilona Andrews | ||
| afff784 | Please, Kate. Suspend your dislike of me for a few moments and listen to what I have to say. It makes sense." "I don't dislike you. It's an oversimplification." | oversimplification like | Ilona Andrews | |
| c3be0cb | Everybody has something, that one thing they must do to feel happy. I think this is yours, and I want you to be happy. You don't have to do it, but it's here if you choose to come back to it. | happy work happiness something job | Ilona Andrews | |
| a9494c8 | Bursar?" "Yes, Archchancellor?" "You ain't a member of some secret society or somethin', are you?" "Me? No, Archchancellor." "Then it'd be a damn good idea to take your underpants off your head." | underpants secret-society | Terry Pratchett | |
| 87c5ea1 | Wisdom is one of the few things that looks bigger the further away it is. | witches wisdom | Terry Pratchett | |
| 7229096 | We are here and it is now. The way I see it is, after that, everything tends towards guesswork. | Terry Pratchett | ||
| 6a7fde3 | Stop this day and night with me and you shall possess the origin of all poems, You shall possess the good of the earth and sun.... there are millions of suns left, You shall no longer take things at second or third hand.... nor look through the eyes of the dead.... nor feed on the spectres in books, You shall not look through my eyes either, nor take things from me, You shall listen to all sides and filter them from yourself. | Walt Whitman | ||
| 6498171 | l lshbb y`rf m ystTy`, wl lshykhwkh@ tstTy` m t`rf. | José Saramago | ||
| 7cef417 | I am not a bat. ~Rephaim | vampires | P.C. Cast | |
| 89a5798 | Even with the utterly lost, to whom life and death are equally jests, there are matters of which no jest can be made. | Edgar Allan Poe | ||
| 6d4ac06 | Truly, life is wasted on the living, Nobody Owens. For one of us is too foolish to live, and it is not I. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| c226c57 | Nothing ever begins. There is no first moment; no single word or place from which this or any story springs. The threads can always be traced back to some earlier tale, and the tales that preceded that; though as the narrator's voice recedes the connections will seem to grow more tenuous, for each age will want the tale told as if it were of its own making. | Clive Barker |