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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 4d673da | He knew that there was no quick comfort for emotions like those. They were deeper and they did not need to be told. They were felt. | Lois Lowry | ||
| 7dd11ba | Could you hold the chainsaw a bit closer to your mouth, please? | Chuck Palahniuk | ||
| 9cb8b3a | Mom?" I said. She turned. "Can I talk to you about something?" "Of course, darling. Come here." I took a few steps into the room. There was so much I wanted to say. "I need you to be --" I said, and then I started to cry. "Be what?" she said, opening her arms. "Not sad," I said." | Nicole Krauss | ||
| b18487b | Love isn't just a feeling. It's an art. And like any art, it takes not only inspiration but also a lot of work. | Paulo Coelho | ||
| c3f3fc4 | Humping my leg like a dog in heat every time I'm around you doesn't prove you like me, Daemon.' Daemon clamped his mouth shut, and I could tell he was fighting back laughter. 'Actually, that's how I show people I like them. | katy | Jennifer L. Armentrout | |
| d0756ce | I will cherish it always. No matter what may befall the world. No matter the oceans, or mountains, or forests in the way. | yrene-towers tower-of-dawn | Sarah J. Maas | |
| cbf6806 | A cry went up from the witches, save for the Thirteen--who stayed cool and quiet. They did not need to cheer, for they were immortal and infinite and gloriously, wonderfully deadly. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| eff3216 | She had often wished for adventure, for old spells and wicked kings. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 888e1f5 | Faster than lightening, his hand shot out and she gagged, jolting as he grabbed her tongue between his fingers...He released her tongue, and she gasped for breath. She swore at him, a filthy, foul name, and spat at his feet. And that's when he bit her. She cried out as those canines pierced the spot between her neck and shoulder, a primal act of aggression--the bite so strong and claiming that she was too stunned to move. He had her pinned .. | rowan-whitethorn | Sarah J. Maas | |
| e2845e6 | Aedion Ashryer let himself be led into the darkness... He did not mind dying. Though he still wished he'd gotten a chance to see her--just once. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 2d1c153 | This is the first time I've really looked at my reflection in months." To the Lykae [Bowen], she said, "No wonder you love me. Could I be any cuter?" | Kresley Cole | ||
| 8dd7332 | Reading at meals is considered rude in polite society, but if you expect to succeed as a writer, rudeness should be the second-to-least of your concerns. The least of all should be polite society and what it expects. | reading writing society norms politeness | Stephen King | |
| 337e4ff | Anyone who has the temerity to write about Jane Austen is aware of [two] facts: first, that of all great writers she is the most difficult to catch in the act of greatness; second, that there are twenty-five elderly gentlemen living in the neighbourhood of London who resent any slight upon her genius as if it were an insult to the chastity of their aunts. | jane-austen criticism | Virginia Woolf | |
| b67f302 | We bury things so deep we no longer remember there was anything to bury. Our bodies remember. Our neurotic states remember. But we don't. | painful-memories | Jeanette Winterson | |
| c40b043 | Whoever debases others is debasing himself. | racism love | James Baldwin | |
| fe93b56 | Some memories are realities and are better than anything that can ever happen to one again. | Willa Cather | ||
| 4a1b962 | Rosencrantz: We might as well be dead. Do you think death could possibly be a boat? Guildenstern: No, no, no... Death is...not. Death isn't. You take my meaning. Death is the ultimate negative. Not-being. You can't not-be on a boat. Rosencrantz: I've frequently not been on boats. Guildenstern: No, no, no--what you've been is not on boats. | death | Tom Stoppard | |
| 0dce3cb | Who's to say that my light is better than your darkness? Who's to say death is better than your darkness? Who am I to say? | Daniel Keyes | ||
| 6b4e17c | How closely women clutch the very chains that bind them! | Margaret Mitchell | ||
| b17ffc0 | Faustus: Stay, Mephistopheles, and tell me, what good will my soul do thy lord? Mephistopheles: Enlarge his kingdom. Faustus: Is that the reason he tempts us thus? Mephistopheles: Solamen miseris socios habuisse doloris. (It is a comfort to the wretched to have companions in misery.) | mephistopheles faustus lucifer hell | Christopher Marlowe | |
| d99db7c | What is in our hearts is real whether we name it or let it exist only in darkness or silence. | Beth Revis | ||
| 47043f7 | You make some big grandoise decision about what you need to do, or who you need to be, and then circumstances arise that immediately reveal to you how little you understood about yourself. | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| a30b3ac | Italian men are like show poodles. Sometimes they look so good I want to applaud. | Elizabeth Gilbert | ||
| 927c83a | If you can't appreciate what you've got, you'd better get what you can appreciate. | George Bernard Shaw | ||
| ba650d0 | The power of God is with you at all times; through the activities of mind, senses, breathing, and emotions; and is constantly doing all the work using you as a mere instrument. | human god spiritual life | Anonymous | |
| 500f0c6 | The peace of God is with them whose mind and soul are in harmony, who are free from desire and wrath, who know their own soul. | Anonymous | ||
| fcfa4d3 | A BIRTHDAY Something continues and I don't know what to call it though the language is full of suggestions in the way of language but they are all anonymous and it's almost your birthday music next to my bones these nights we hear the horses running in the rain it stops and the moon comes out and we are still here the leaks in the roof go on dripping after the rain has passed smell of ginger flowers slips through the dark house down near t.. | love | W.S. Merwin | |
| 07a8d57 | Never forgive, never forget. Do it once and do it right. You reap what you sow. Plans go to hell as soon as the first shot is fired. Protect and serve. Never off duty. | Lee Child | ||
| 93263dc | See?" Fezzik pointed then. Far down, at the very bottom of the mountain path, the man in black could be seen running. "Inigo is beaten." Inconceivable!" exploded the Sicilian. Fezzik never dared disagree with the hunchback. "I'm so stupid," Fezzik nodded. "Inigo has not lost to the man in black, he has defeated him. And to prove it he has put on all the man in black's clothes and masks and hoods and boots and gained eighty pounds." | William Goldman | ||
| e421a33 | You be you and I'll be me, today and today and today, and let's trust the future to tomorrow. Let the stars keep track of us. let us ride our own orbits and trust that they will meet. May our reunion be not a finding but a sweet collision of destinies! Love and Love and Love Again, Stargirl. | love stargirl | Jerry Spinelli | |
| e9db03f | I believe your exact words were: "You're getting too emotional." | David Levithan | ||
| 4bbbe67 | Women: I liked the colors of their clothing; the way they walked; the cruelty in some faces; now and then the almost pure beauty in another face, totally and enchantingly female. They had it over us: they planned much better and were better organized. While men were watching professional football or drinking beer or bowling, they, the women, were thinking about us, concentrating, studying, deciding - whether to accept us, discard us, exchan.. | Charles Bukowski | ||
| cdf0420 | and getting dressed we talk about what else there might be to do, but being together solves most of it, in fact, solves all of it | Charles Bukowski | ||
| 928b6cb | Don't do it. Don't love me. | Charles Bukowski | ||
| dc845f1 | But remember this, Japanese boy... airplanes are not tools for war. They are not for making money. Airplanes are beautiful dreams. Engineers turn dreams into reality. | war engineering | Hayao Miyazaki | |
| ebc7648 | Mates are a waste of fucking time. They are always ready to drag you down tae their level of social, sexual and intellectual mediocrity. | Irvine Welsh | ||
| ede4fe3 | It is a bad thing to have love and nowhere to put it. | Kate DiCamillo | ||
| 357f6df | Yes, I'm a hermit. Mostly I brood," Mad Rogan said. "Also, I'm very good at wallowing in self-pity. I spend my days steeped in melancholy, looking out the window. Occasionally a single tear quietly rolls down my cheek." | Ilona Andrews | ||
| d81ec44 | Give me a few minutes." "You have time." He sat in the grass. "Are you just going to sit there and watch me?" "Yes. Watching pretty peasant girls is what we poor little rich boys do best." "Peasant?" He shrugged. "You started the name calling." | flirting sarcasm | Ilona Andrews | |
| 3eac743 | I've had a lot of practice. The Pack contains thirty-two species in seven tribes, each with their own hang-up. Jackals and coyotes pick fights with wolves, because they have an inferiority complex and think they've got something to prove. Wolves believe themselves to be superior, marry the wrong people, and then refuse to divorce them because they cling to their 'mating for life' idiocy. Hyenas listen to nobody, screw everything, and break.. | Ilona Andrews | ||
| dd02b18 | You cannot amputate your history from your destiny, because that is redemption. | Beth Moore | ||
| fd75581 | I'd rather be pleasantly surprised than fatally disappointed. | Julia Glass | ||
| 367da5e | Mo could paint pictures in the empty air with his voice alone. | Cornelia Funke | ||
| 9c479a4 | It is said, in Imardin, that the wind has a soul, and that it wails through the narrow streets because it is grieved by what it finds there. | Trudi Canavan |